Iris Hound D2
Some stairs! I think it's to get up to the cornucopia because they looks steep and very tall.
I begin my accent.
Connectus Jones D3
In a few hours I will either be dead of the victor of the 100th Hunger Games.
Maybe it'll be sooner than I think because I see a hand reach the top of the stairs then the head of Iris. Black hair covers most of her face and blood is smothered around her body.
My shirt is soaked with blood too and I no longer look like the small helpless girl from 3. I look like a career, a career ready to win.
"Lucy!" I shout authoritatively.
She gets up and runs. She sees Lucy and takes out a knife and throws before Iris is looking. It hits her collar bone and she lets out a tight moan.
"Great shot Lucy," I tell her. She smiles and throws another and it hits her other collar bone.
Before the battle has even started Iris won't be able to swing her sword very well. Good.
She charges for Lucy first and they begin an intense battle.
Iris Hound D2
I'll take down Connectus later. I'll put on a good show.
I'm 6 years older than this Lucy girl but she's so unbelievably quick that I can see how she has got this far.
She's doing flips everywhere and sliding all around and after about 10 minutes she's fatally wounded me and I have done nothing to her.
If I don't kill her quick I'm out of the games.
She slides between my legs and slices my calves making me groan. Quickly she leaps of the ground, rebounds off the cornucopia and rams straight into me with an axe in each hand. She falls straight onto me before I can react and we both collapse to the ground.
She raises her axe to slice my neck but not before I can impale her gut with my sword.
She stops moving and looks down. She knows she can't win now!
Blood is seeping through her shirt and onto my belly.
She falls over my side and onto the ground and I rise to finish her off and become the victor.
Connectus Jones D3
Iris is about to deliver the death blow to Lucy and I take my chance.
I run up behind Iris and swing a machete into each side off her, going nearly all the way through and giving her a definite death.
She falls to the side.
Iris Hound D2
I forgot about Connectus! Too late now though.
Blinding pain shoots through me and I realise my wrong doings. How did I like doing this to people. I remember how I killed Danny from 9 and how now his mother will surely die and how I killed the boy from 6 at the the start and how I killed Tesla in the head to heads and how 23 other District 2 girls died for me to get here, to the final 3.
The faces of 576 children shoot through my mind. This is wrong. So so wrong. Beyond wrong even. Sending people into an arena to fight to the death. So I've been training all my life for this? This is what my whole life has led up to? To just be slaughtered in The Hunger Games.
My name won't live on, I'll join the hundreds of other children that died this games.
I want to ease my passage to my final resting place so I reach into my belt, my hand shaking with fear. My fingers grasp hold of a knife and I take it up to my neck.
I slice at it. My mouth fills with blood. And before my ears go out, I hear my cannon fire. Peace at last.
Connectus Jones D3
Iris's cannon fires so I go to her body and kiss her cheek. Even though she wanted to kill me and I wanted to kill her, she didn't deserve death. No one does.
I turn to Lucy and kneel down beside her.
I rest her head on my lap and stroke her soft hair.
"Everything is going to be fine Lucy."
She's dying and she knows it.
I kiss her forehead, my lips lingering on it.
Suddenly she takes out a long sharp knife and stabs me in the stomach.
"You bitch!" I scream.
"You didn't really think I was going to go out that easily did you Connectus?" she asks sarcastically.
We're both minutes away from death.
So this is it, the final 2 of 576, 2 girls of 14 and 12. I don't really think anyone expected us to get this far. Everyone thought that the final 2 would end up being 2 huge careers. But no, it's 2 small young girls.
I swoop one of my machetes, she ducks and stabs my thigh with her knife.
She tries to take it out but it's stuck.
I take my chance and stab her back. Again. And again. And again.
She collapses to the ground in tears.
I strip off her coat and belt, eliminating any chance of her attacking me again.
I look into her eyes, deep pools filled with tears.
I bring up Iris' sword that I just picked up and bring it down on her heart.
Her cannon fires and I just can't make out a sound. I can't. I won't. I'm a murderer and I will never ever be able to live that down.
I have killed people. I deserve to be dead. I hate the Capitol. I hate them all.
I look up at the sky, thinking of my family. They will understand.
I bring my knife up so it is facing my neck, just piercing the skin and drawing a slight trickle of blood. The Capitol can see what I am about to do so Claudius begins to talk, "Connectus stop! You have already won! Stop! You are the victor!"
Too late.
I force my arms to bring the knife into my neck.
Blood spurts out left right and centre. I collapse to the ground. The last thing I do is raise my middle finger up to the Capitol. This is their doing. This is not my fault. This is not any tribute's fault. It is no one is the District's fault.
It is the Capitol's fault.
I take my last blood filled breath and the 576th cannon that was not ever meant to fire, fire.
BOOM.
Sorry for the ending! :( But I felt we needed something with a bit more of a twist than just the normal there's 1 victor sort of thing.
There is no victor. There is still one chapter left though from Katniss' POV outlining the effects of there being no victor.