Only One Victor || D10 Suite || OS
I stayed at the archery station until the Training Center closed and we were sent back to our suites. I was a few minutes late for dinner, but I didn’t really care. I’d have plenty of time to eat when I won the Games. Of course, that didn’t mean I wasn’t hungry at all. Taking my empty seat, across from Quorra with Merona and Angus on either side of me, I loaded my plate with food while discussing strategy.
When she brought up Sponsors, I could only grin proudly when she reminded me that a man called Darwin was interested in me. He was also interested in Angus and the male from Four, but I felt my odd were good for keeping his attention. I had already written my appeal, but I was definitely interested in tips on how to keep his attention. I was about to say something else when I realized she was addressing Angus. He seemed as surprised as me and mumbled a response through a mouthful of food.
Merona was far from amused and I could see Angus shrink back and away from her as she interrogated him about his plan for the arena. A small part of me wanted to intervene, to my surprise, but I kept my mouth shut and my face passive as she continued to speak. After all, she wasn’t necessarily wrong. He was strong and had the capacity to charm potential sponsors with his innocent sweetness. Still, I wasn’t sure how much of that could be shed once in the arena.
He seemed genuinely petrified by her and I was surprised when I saw tears falling down his face. Making a strangled noise, he stood quickly and retreated to his room, no doubt in hopes of putting as much distance between himself and her as possible. Honestly, if she had gone off on me like that, and I had had the same sweet, softness Angus seemed to have, I probably would have done the same.
Merona sat back in her chair completely unfazed at his movement, before turning her attention to me. “You two come from the same place, yes, but you have an obligation to no one but yourself. I don’t think it’s something I need to tell you, but it is important that you truly understand.”
Nodding my understanding, I excused myself, no longer in the mood to eat, and retreated to my room. Sitting in the dark, I mulled over my thoughts. Everyday brought the Games closer and closer. Though I still felt confident, I had learned that my comprehensive theoretical knowledge would only get me so far. In my head, I went over all of my competitors and my interactions with the few I had met. Laying down, I fell asleep with only one thought in mind.
There is only one Victor.















