75 Victors

by LadyCordeliaStuart

I wrote a fic about the 23rd Games, and that spiraled into a little universe with 22 Victors I had to make up. This will give them backstories I can draw on for future appearances. I'll be adding more Victors as more come from my SYOTs. Canon Victors will get a little something, but I don't want to mess with them, since neither I nor my readers made them up, so they'll be shorter.

8. Doris Jones

Doris Jones POV- District Two, 18

I brought my knee up into Terra's throat. She gagged as I clubbed her aside and off of me with my arm. I straddled her and pressed my knife against her throat.

"Halt. Victory to Doris," the instructor said. I got up and watched Terra snarl at me as she gathered herself. I smirked back at her. All around us, pairs and groups grappled and rolled, but they didn't matter. It was clear who the Academy would select this year. The other Districts were easy prey. Trust the District of Peacemakers to dominate the Games.

We were just about to start melee class the next day when a courier interrupted, asking me to report to the headmaster's office. I could feel my mates' jealous stares as I got out of my seat and walked to the office. Headmaster Crum sat behind a desk in the only room in the Academy that wasn't filled with weapons.

"Jones, you've been selected as the female representative for District Two in the eight annual Hunger Games," he said without any further ado. I smiled, thanked him, and returned to class. I didn't let my joy mar my technique. In fact, I fought with enthusiasm I'd never felt before. I was going to bring honor to Two and show the rest of Panem that we didn't lie down and die. We stood up and fought.

When Reaping Day came, I waited in agony as the Anthem dragged on and the film showed the Dark Days and all that trash. A ridiculous mannequin from the Capitol fiddled around with the bowls until I wanted to put a spear through her and do it myself. She called a name.

"I volunteer as Tribute!"