Day 20: The Finale
Today’s winner is…Victoria of District 10!
Congrats Victoria, your training score is now 10!
Day 20: The Finale
It’s almost over. I wait at the Cornucopia, my two swords in hand. This is it. She’ll be here soon.
This is the first time in three years that a male tribute has made it to the finale. And the first time in three years that a male tribute outlived the Careers. No matter what happens today, I’ll make the record books.
But I don’t want to be a statistic. I want to win. I want to kill Victoria and walk out of here alive. I want it all to be done.
I step into the Cornucopia Room. Ben is waiting for me.
I stop at the edge of the room and stare across the expanse at him.
There is silence for a long time. And for the first time, a feeling in the pit of my stomach claws its way up my throat.
This could be it. My nearly perfect game could be ruined right here. I could lose. I could leave the arena through the roof in the claw of a hovercraft.
I will not die today. Ben will die. They all had to die so I could live. One more. Just one more.
I start twirling my knife.
I start charging towards the girl with a yell, kicking the pile of medicine in front of me. Bottles of pills fly at Victoria, who jumps back, distracted. Her knife stops twirling just long enough for me to close the gap between us. I swing out with a sword, but Victoria’s distracted no more. She rolls under my swing and slices my leg with her knife. I stumble forwards, wincing in pain, but manage to spin just in time to dodge Victoria’s thrown knife. I slash out and slice through the rope attached to her knife. Luck is on my side, and it sends Victoria’s knife flying across the room, leaving her holding a limp rope. I charge forward, ready to end this battle.
Frantic, I turn and run to the weapons pile, grabbing the first weapon I see: a sword. Spinning quickly, I bring my sword up just as Ben slashes down at my head. Sword clash together in an explosion of steel; I press as hard as I can and shove Ben back, who isn’t expecting my strength. He slashes out with one sword, but I simply duck and swing at his stomach. A spray of blood hits my on the side of my face, and Ben cries out, falling to the ground.
Oh god it hurts. I never knew something could hurt this bad. I fall to my side, clutching at my stomach, my exposed organs. Victoria kicks my swords out of my hands and stands over me, her face a mask of fatigue and some other emotion that I can’t recognize.
“It’s over. I win.”
Then she lifts her sword and stabs down, and I die screaming.
A cannon fires.
I stumble back from Ben’s dead body. My last kill. It’s over, it’s finally over.
A voice booms throughout the arena.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to you, your victor! Victoria Paul of District 10!”
I flinch and shriek as the ceiling of the Cornucopia room suddenly starts sliding opens. Sunlight, bright piercing sunlight shoots into the room, engulfs me. I drop my sword and stare up into the sun.
It’s so good to be back in the light.