Chapter Twenty One:

Are you ready for this?! It is epic! And about twice as long as the other chapters! Also I don't own The Hunger Games.

I was born without this fear

Now only this seems clear

I need to move

I need to fight

I need to loose myself tonight

I can see the undeniable terror in her eyes. She knows that I will torture her bit by bit, letting her moans fall into the sky. And believe me, they will.

She speaks to me for the first time ever. "What are you supposed to do when I'm dead? You'll be left to kill your little boyfriend over there. Are you just gonna kill him or what?" She's starting to sound like me. How cute. But I'm too angry to take this.

"What did you say, Prim? You think he's my boyfriend? Do you seriously think that just because your sister was in the Games with someone that was in love with her means that something along those lines happens every year? This isn't a game of love; it's a game of hatred. As for him, I won't have to kill him. You just wait and see." I stop to look at her, batting my eyelashes. "Oh, I'm sorry; you won't get to see it. Hm. Pity."

Now I just had to think of interesting ways to kill her. I look around me, and I can see that I will be able to use my trident or axe, Parker's hedge trimmers, or Rosie's knives.

"Gimme Rosie's vest, Parker," I command with a savage look in my eyes.

He slips the vest off of her dead body awkwardly, obviously not wanting to touch her cold skin. He then releases many small throwing knives from it and hands me the pile of them. I take a particularly jagged one out of the lot of them. I twirl it around in my hands, looking to the sky for ideas. The wait is unbearable, but I know I can't just plunge the knife through her chest, I have to make it last forever, or sometime close to forever anyways.

While pondering, I feel I sharp pain in my upper leg. I jump and let out a small cry. Just what she wanted. Prim leaps away from me and starts running away like a deer trying to escape a hungry wolf. Parker runs after her, but she turns out to be quicker than he thought. I press my hand to my moist wound and go after her as well. She didn't get the knife very far into my leg, so it only slows me down a bit.

I jog along with multiple weapons in each of my hands. I force my feet to move faster so I can at least see Prim and Parker, who are far ahead of me. I finally see them, and Prim is heading somewhere with Parker at her heels, and she seems to know where she is going.

At this point I'm breathing pretty heavily, but I won't stop running now. Prim and Parker go through an opening in the trees to some sort of a clearing. After they go through the trees and leave my sight, I hear a scream in Prim's voice. I hobble quickly through to the clearing. I turns out to be a circular area surrounded by the forest with a lake in the middle. Parker has Prim pinned against a tree with one of Rosie's knives to her throat. I know I don't have to worry about him killing her, though. That's my job.

"Please kill me fast! I've done nothing wrong, and my sister only killed your brother because she had to!" she wails as I stroll in.

Pathetic. "You don't understand the situation at all! Of course you are right in saying that you've done nothing wrong, but that isn't the point! I'm only torturing you so that your family can feel the pain of losing you, and mine can feel the triumph over the person that killed Cato! I'm only using you to get my well-deserved revenge on Katniss Everdeen!"

"You sicken me!" she spats back, "What about everyone you killed? Don't you think that their families want you dead? There's absolutely no difference!"

"Oh believe me, there's a huge difference! Those people had no choice but to enter the Games! They were bound to end up dead! Cato, on the other hand, volunteered to go into the Games! He worked his entire life to do this, he wasn't just randomly selected. He would've won if it weren't for your sister," I retort.

Prim looks horrified. Deep down, I'm sure she knows that I'm right. She also knows that she's about to die an unhurried, excruciatingly agonizing demise. Suddenly, a sponsor gift falls from the sky into my open arms. Opening it up, I find a strange yellow liquid. I'm quite confused at first, but then I read the note: 'One of your sponsors really seems to hate Prim, and wants to make her death even more torturous. You'll figure out how to use it soon enough. –Enobaria.' Then it hits me. It was a gift of lemon juice. Hooray.

I get a malevolent glare in my eyes, and smile sweetly, much like a psychopath. "This has become much too fun for me to handle!" I laugh. I turn to Parker. "You have a knife?" He nods. I smile. "Then get cutting."

He takes a knife out, as do I. Prim doesn't dare move from the tree she was pinned against; she's only awaiting her torture. She will feel it soon.

I make the first move. I stab my deadly knife into her shoulder and drag it down her arm, careful not to hit the veins in her wrist like Rosie did to Maya when she killed her. I signal to Parker to do the same thing to her other arm. Prim squints her eyes and winces from the pain, obviously trying not to show what she actually feels.

"That's only the beginning, little girl," Parker threatens.

On that note, I get a genius idea. I take the note from Enobaria out of the parachute. Both Prim and Parker look at me quizzically, as if wondering how I could torture her with a piece of paper. I knew how I would do it. I only smirk at Prim and look at her through my glittering eyes. Everyone watching must think that I'm a lunatic, or I'm completely mad. Good for them.

I whip the edge of the paper to Prim's cheek, and she grimaces from the paper cut. There will be so many more where that came from. I tear off half of the paper and hand it to Parker, mentally telling him to do the same thing as I am.

We each slash more and more gashes into Prim's face with the paper, and now it looks like she had gills. And someone with gills should go swimming. But not now, that will have to wait. Now it was time for the lemon juice. I don't know if Prim ever realized what it was, but she will know soon. This will be was too enjoyable.

Parker steps back and lets me face Prim head on. "You ready to feel some real pain?" She looks disturbed, so I guess she figured it out. "Well, here it comes!" I pour the lemon juice into her cuts, and she erupts in shrieks. Tears stream down her cheeks, and there is panic in her eyes. All I can do is laugh.

"That's what I thought, Prim," I remark, "But do know, this isn't the end." I figure that if President Snow were to let Parker and I both win, he'd want him to do some of the dirty work too. So I reluctantly hand him the bottle. He has no motive to torture Prim, but he seems to have fun with it anyways. Watching him cruelly torment her, and listening to her screams reminds me of the deceased members of my alliance. I really think that Hunter, Stingra, Rosie, and Jack should all be here right now, watching it as well.

"Stop it, just STOP IT!" she hollers, but he has no desire to stop, nor do I. Parker hands me the bottle back so I can have even more fun.

"Hmm, let me think about that… No," I sarcastically answer while smirking at her, and drizzle more onto her wounds. Screeches of aguish erupt from her bloodied lips. I believe that when I emerge as victor, I will somehow change the definition of the word 'fun'. This is better than what any dictionary could describe. I even start giggling a little bit, and believe me, I never giggle.

I wonder if the Capitol loves me. Or do they hate me? I'm sure this is one of the most violent tortures in Hunger Games history. I've made a point to watch every single Games since the very first one, and I'd never seen lemon juice used as a torturing method, which I find surprising. I think the sponsor who gave it to me may be my new favorite person in Panem. Just for even more fun, I cut her some more, and Parker happily joins in, scraping more and more lines into her pale flesh. I still think that this is the definition of fun. People must think I'm extremely sadistic by now. If they don't, well, obviously they haven't been paying much attention to the Games lately.

I stand back to gaze upon my work. Prim's using the tree to keep herself from collapsing onto the ground. She's got bloody wounds all over her face and body, the crimson liquid spilling out onto the grassy terrain. I believe that now is the time for her death, but I have to now think about what to do for that. But I think I'll stick with the drowning idea, it seems like a torturous way to die.

So I walk back over to her, and she has dread pulsating off of her skin. I grab onto her shoulder and pull her to the deep, dark, lake. I release her, and she falls to the ground with her face next to the water. But I think I may have a way to make this even more enjoyable. I step into the water, dragging Prim behind me. She struggles, so I have a hard time getting a grip on her neck. The lake is much deeper than I had thought it would be, and soon I'm up to my shoulders in it, and Prim can barely keep her head above water.

I turn my head to the sky where I think the cameras are. "This is what you get for killing Cato, Katniss!"

I plunge Prim's head under the water with my hands on her throat. I close my hands around it completely, and force her under even more. I strangle her with no mercy, why should I have any mercy? I've been dreaming about this day for six years. Actually, I always imagined it being Katniss, but this is close enough.

I see Prim's eyes open, giving me look as if asking, 'Why?', and then the cannon goes off. BANG. I stretch my neck up to the sky, waiting for an announcement. Here it comes. You see, every year President Snow makes a small speech when a victor emerges. The only time it never happened was when Katniss and Peeta were left and almost killed themselves. He didn't like that very much. And neither did I.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you the victors of the 80th Annual Hunger Games, Aqua Pyrette and Parker Brown!" I think my heart just stopped. "Under normal circumstances, two victors wouldn't both be allowed to win, but I have a good reason to let this be an exception. These two show the rebels that they mean nothing. Two people like Aqua and Parker shall always be spared, while two rebels will be left to die. They have both been brave in the face of danger and fearless when the goings get tough. They should be very proud of themselves."

Did that seriously just happen?!

I look over to Parker, who looks just about as stunned as I am. "We won," I say. "We won."

Afraid to loose control

And caught up in this world

I've wasted time

I've wasted breath

I think I've thought myself to death

'Come With Me Now' by KONGOS

If you weren't sure that Aqua was a psychopath before reading this, I'm sure you've changed your mind. There will be one more chapter after this, the Victory Tour. After that, there will be a sequel. So you don't have to be depressed, because I'm not finished yet! Yay!

And the torture idea came from Maya Kallos, just so you know...

Tributes:

District One

Stingra Heart, 17, 9 (killed by Maya when she hit her skull with her bludgeon) 9th place

Hunter Topaz, 16, 9 (killed by Chuck, when he went back to the camp in the dark) 15th place

District Two

Aqua Pyrette, 18, 11 (Victor) 1st place

Parker Brown, 18, 10 (Victor) 1st place

District Three

Tonya Locks, 15, 8 (killed by squid-mutt when she went to get fresh water) 13th place

Edison Well, 14, 9 (killed by Rosie when she stabbed him in the throat with a throwing knife) 6th place

District Four

Rosie Caspar, 13, 10 (killed by Sam when she shot an arrow into her neck) 5th place

Jack Zellman, 16, 9 (poisoned by Constance's daggers, then killed by the acid bog water) 10th place

District Five

Victoria Willow, 15, 4 (killed by Rayvenn when she repeatedly stabbed her in the shoulder and neck) 17th place

Rayn Simon, 12, 3 (killed by Aqua when she stepped on his throat during the Bloodbath) 24th place

District Six

Maya Kallos, 16, 8 (killed by Rosie when she slit her wrists and died from blood loss) 8th place

Blaze Hummin, 14, 6 (killed by Stingra when she stabbed him in the stomach with her sword during the Bloodbath) 22nd place

District Seven

Karlie Percy, 16, 6 (killed by Hunter when he speared her when she tried to run away from the Bloodbath) 23rd place

Chuck Woods, 17, 9 (killed by Aqua when she stabbed him in the heart with her battle axe) 7th place

District Eight

Samantha McCollin, 13, 7 (killed by Parker when he cut her stomach open with his hedge trimmers) 4th place

Edward Karin, 15, 5 (killed by Parker when he cut his stomach open with hedge trimmers in the Bloodbath) 21st place

District Nine

Rayvenn Bright, 13, 6 (killed by Aqua when she cornered her and then threw her trident at her neck) 16th place

Bob Corrmin, 12, 3 (killed by Aqua when he came out from hiding and she stabbed him in the stomach with her axe) 18th place

District Ten

Constance Peng, 18, 8 (killed by Jack when he hit her into the poison bog with his hammer) 11th place

Asher Trett, 17, 5 (stabbed in the back by Aqua with her trident when he was running from the Bloodbath) 19th place

District Eleven

Sophia Cherrey, 12, 4 (killed by Constance when she slit her throat) 14th place

Alex Tanner, 15, 6 (killed by Rosie when she threw a knife at him in the Bloodbath) 20th place

District Twelve

Primrose Everdeen, 18, 7 (strangled and drowned to death by Aqua) 3rd place

Cyrus Juniper, 17, 3 (killed by Jack when he stabbed him with a knife and then hit his head with his hammer) 12th place