Hey guys it's James, this is my first story and first SYOT so please do submit tributes! You will find the form and open tributes on my profile.

Winner of the 129th Annual Hunger Games.

1 Month Before Reapings

We lost yet again last year! 2 bloodbath tributes, the last time we had a winner was 18 years ago. The 131st Games but no one talks about those Games due to the amount of rebels, good Whinney kept her mouth shut therefore the GameMakers didn't kill her off like the others...

I let a sigh escape my lips and take a seat on the hard, rocky 12 ground. I suck as a mentor, the whole 20 years of being a mentor and only 1 victor. I mean, what did I expect? Being a mentor would be fun? It's goddamn District 12, we are nobodies and everyone knows it.

I get up and begin to take a stroll, I reach the square and all the memories start flooding back. Jayson, Millianna, Gordey, Mason, Riah, Thalia and Reid. Reid. I have learnt by my mistakes with all of these tributes. Not tributes. Kids. Dead kids. Reid will never leave my mind, he reminds me that tribute and mentor love will never work. I had to watch Reid die, the only person who made me happy gone.

That's how it is. If you end up in the Games, you are dead no matter if you win or not.We all know it, we all feel it and even the careers regret ever going into the Games.

I don't know how I am going to mentor again this year...

Sorry about how short this chapter is, I had no real ideas and kind of just went with the flow!

So excited to see your tributes!

~James