May The Odds Be Ever In Your Favor

Day Eighteen

Sponsorship

The winner of today’s sponsorship vote is…Drew Chambers of District 10!

Drew Chambers, District 9 Male

Congrats, Drew, you get a free attribute point added to your lowest attribute (Charm).

 

To work out the winner, I used each tribute’s total attribute points (10 for Alexandra, 7 for Drew). Each tribute got a coin; flipping Heads meant that the tribute lost an attribute point, flipping Tails meant that the tribute was protected. I flipped coins until one tribute had lost all of their attribute points. It was very close; the winner only had two attribute points left at the end. Enjoy!


Day Eighteen

Alexandra Browne, District 10 Female

I wake up as my escape pod suddenly jolts to a stop. Sunlight filters in through the glass, illuminating the interior of my pod before a metal shield starts closing around the outside. The shield slides down until the entire pod is shrouded in darkness. And then the door hisses open.

I reach out and grab the handle of the door, keeping it from opening all the way. Then I peer through the small glass window on the door, and look out into a long hallway, flanked with several small circular glass windows on either side.

At the end of this hallway, illuminated in sunlight, stands the boy from 9, bow raised and arrow ready.

 

Drew Chambers, District 9 Male

Drew Chambers, District 9 Male

The girl from 10 is screwed, and she knows it. The second she peeks her head out of her pod, I’ll send an arrow into it and win these Games. I’ll be the first male tribute to win in over five years.

Unable to contain my enthusiasm, I feel my mouth extend into an irrepressible grin. I’m getting out of here.

Alexandra Browne, District 10 Female

Alexandra Browne, District 10 Female

 

Thinking on my feet, I grab my mace and pull it back behind my left shoulder. Then I slam it into the door of my pod, sending it swinging open with a bang. The bang echoes through the hallway as I rush out into the hallway. An arrow tears through the right sleeve of my outfit, and I feel blood begin to rush from the wound. The boy from 9’s made a mark, but I’m still alive, still running towards him, mace ready for another swing.

 

Drew Chambers, District 9 Male

Drew Chambers, District 9 Male

Loading another arrow into my bow as quickly as I can, I don’t take my eyes off of the girl from 10 as she charges towards me. The adrenaline and excitement I was feeling only moments ago turns against me, and I’m shaking and nervous as I aim my bow once more. I release the bowstring, but I know the arrow’s missed even before the arrow leaves the bow. The girl dodges it easily, and it sails over her shoulder, clattering to the ground. I load another arrow, but the girl’s coming too fast.

Alexandra Browne, District 10 Female

Alexandra Browne, District 10 Female

Five more steps. The boy notches another arrow into his bow.

Four more steps. I’m screaming, running on pure aggression and adrenaline. I want to live.

Three more steps. The boy wipes sweat from his brow as he pulls the arrow back. He’s screaming too.

Two more steps. I start swinging my mace up from where I hold it by my thigh, aiming for the boy’s head.

One more step. The boy releases the bowstring.

Zero steps. A sickening thud.

 

Drew Chambers, District 9 Male

Drew Chambers, District 9 Male

I only feel it for a second. My head snaps back, too far. I hear it, like the snap of a light switch. Darkness.

 

Alexandra Browne, District 10 Female

Alexandra Browne, District 10 Female

I charge past the boy, still screaming, mace held up high over my head, its arc completed. My hands grow slick with blood as it runs down the handle of my weapon. Not my blood.

I don’t dare look behind me. I hear the thump as the boy’s body slumps to the floor. Then it’s silent., save for my panicked breathing and throaty gurgles from somewhere behind me on the floor.

I wait for the cannon. I wait, and wait, and wait, mace still held high over my head.

My heart slams against my chest, my forehead throbs. Please die. Please die. Please don’t make me have to turn around. Please die.

The cannon finally fires, mercifully. My mace drops out of my hands as my body is suddenly racked with uncontrollable sobs.

The fanfare plays above me, through hidden speakers.

“Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you, your victor! Alexandra Browne of District 10!”

It’s over.

Oh thank God, it’s finally over.


The Victor: Alexandra Browne of District 10!

Alexandra Browne, District 10 Female

 

 

 

 

 

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