AN: So here's the final chapter. I hope you liked the story! Thank you so, so, so, so much for reading! This chapter has a pretty big hint of what the next arena will be in my new story. Once again, thank you so much for reading and reviewing! I hope you liked the story.


The New Gamemaker

Romulus POV

It's been two weeks since the end of the games. But of course it's still the talk of the Capitol. Personally I wanted The Princess to win, she was pretty and sassy. It'd be great to have a Victor like that. Instead we have a Victor who refuses to make himself look presentable.

I wait outside in the hallway, the President personally wants to talk to me today. I'm nervous, but I think I know what it's about. There's been a rumor that a new Head Gamemaker is being picked. After the sign of rebellion from this year's tributes, the President probably feels it's time for a new Gamemaker.

I don't want to get my hopes up though, I've only been a Gamemaker for two years, why would he promote me?

"Romulus?" A young woman asks. I stand up and follow her into the President's office. He is sitting behind his desk reading some papers. When he sees me he stands up and extends his hand. I shake it and then take a seat on the other side of his desk.

"Romulus, it's finally nice to meet you." He says.

"Likewise, sir." I reply, suddenly getting very nervous.

"I'm sure you are wondering why I called you here today. Just a few hours ago I fired Colton, he has been Head Gamemaker for far too long, his arenas are starting to be the same old thing over and over. And obviously the tributes are getting bored and having too much time to think. But when they think, well, that's when the problems happen. They start to think of ways to rebel. I need someone who promises that tributes will not rebel again."

"Well sir, tributes never rebelling may be hard, we don't know what the future holds." I can tell I'm already losing his interesting, I need to say what he wants to hear. "But I can promise that I can think up ways to keep the tributes busy in the arena for many years to come."

"That's what I want to hear!" The President says, standing up. "I was looking over some of the suggestions for the arenas from this year. I found a couple of yours to be very interesting." He holds up a couple pieces of paper. Things I have hand written. He lays them gently in front of me, then, making me feel really uncomfortable, he slowly walks around so he is standing behind me, hovering over my chair. I look at the paper he put in front of me.

They are two of my ideas, one of them was used in this year's arena. The mountain, which was hardly used by the tributes. And then another idea that Colton did not use, a frozen arena.

"I believe, that with your brains, you can turn these two ideas into something spectacular." The President says, placing his hands on my shoulders and leaning forward. "As the new, Head Gamemaker." He adds.

"Thank you, sir." I say, nodding. I must make sure that the 31st Annual Hunger Games are the best games yet. If I want to keep this job, I'll have to make sure everyone in Panem forgets about the small sign of rebellion from this year.