Tribute Stories

I won the Hunger Games once. They called me a Victor, but I know better. The Capitol took everything from me, my family, the boy I loved, even the right to call myself alive. I tried to disappear into the quiet: the bottle, the piano, the years between Games. But you can't hide from the world when it's burning. Then came a girl on fire, a spark that refused to die. And somewhere between her defiance and the Quarter Quell, I remembered what it felt like to fight back. This is my story. From the day I was reaped to the day the war ended. From a blood-soaked arena to the long silence after the revolution. Because in the Hunger Games, there are no winners. Only survivors. (68th games-Epilogue in Mockingjay) *I don't own the Hunger Games all rights of the original work go to Suzanne Collins. I only own the original characters that I have included in TINW.*

✦✧✦✧ "𝙻𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚂𝚒𝚡𝚝𝚢 𝚂𝚒𝚡𝚝𝚑 𝙷𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝙶𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚜, 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚊 𝙻𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚎." 𝟷𝟹-𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛-𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚊 𝙻𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚟𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝙿𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚖. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚊𝚏𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛. 𝙽𝚘𝚠 𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚡𝚒𝚎𝚝𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚀𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚀𝚞𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗, 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚘. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚏 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 - 𝙵𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚔.

till all are one in tribute to Peter Cullen

A story about grief and my grandfather Robert Anton Joseph Olson: September 16, 1933 to April 27, 2025 deluxe edition: monologues, photo albums, poetry, art, blogs, songs along with the story, and a noir novel. Section one: monologues of grief/story of grief Section two: the songbook of grief Section three: blogs of grief Section four: poetry of grief Section five: photo albums of grief Section six: artwork of grief Section seven: the podcast of grief Section eight: Grief: a noir novel

These are the poems from the story Grief

" If one of us returns home alive, I'll be the one our district won't recognize." Before Mockingjay, before the Girl on Fire, another rebellion began quietly. Amara Reed of District 11 enters the 55th Hunger Games, admired for a gift the Capitol quickly twists into a weapon for their entertainment. When she refuses to play the role they design for her, she pays a price that only her district ever witnesses. To the rest of Panem, she becomes a curiosity and a spectacle. To District 11, she is something far more complicated: a survivor carrying a silent wound. As Amara steps into the uneasy world of mentoring, her life intersects with the only living Victor of his district. A man who knows better than anyone what the Capitol does to those who outthink them. Some rebellions burn. Others grow quietly like roots under stone.

a tribute for hayden panettiere

Hello all. This is my fan story that I've written, as a tribute to all my wonderful fans and readers. I've decided to put it here to share it with more people, because I'm quite proud of this story and think more readers deserve to know about it, as well as all the wonderful girls in it. :D I've only wrote about some fans though. It's not like they're my favourites or anything, because I love ALL my fans equally (I swear), but I just had to cut it off somewhere. I thought Fan Fiction was an interesting and somehow appropriate category. It's fiction, and it's about my fans. :P Thank you all once again, and I hope you enjoy the story. :)

This is a tribute to my grandpa.

(Screenplay!) When Ella Coltser is reaped for the 150th Hunger Games, she doesn't know what to think of it. Being chosen for the Games? Everyone's used to them, but never actually believe they'll be chosen. Ella will have to survive antics from the Capitol, Careers, and a strange rumor involving Katniss Everdeen. But frankly, the only thing Ella is worried about is how to get a lightsaber into the arena... (Script: In the works) *I only own my original characters and story line. All other characters and plots go to Suzanne Collins and George Lucas.* #9 in tribute #6 in overthrow #18 in katnissandpeeta #14 in screenplay

never knew Hayden personally, but her work touched me. This is my little tribute to an incredible actress and the badass diva Juliette Barnes. Thank you for the memories, Hayden. You will never be forgotten. ❤️🖤"

The continuation of the adventures of Bow Tie and Felicia Feathersfowl and the finale of the 150th Hunger Games.

A small tribute to Sushant Singh rajput, to his films, to his evergreen personality and to his very charming smile. We believe you are still here, inspiring millions of people, spreading love everywhere and you live in all our hearts. Your films create a great impact in our lives in some or the other way and we love you for that. Cheers to the one and only - SSR!!

Previews and trailers for the Books I have created since five years ago.

A tribute to the little ones that we were excited for, but never met...

Aurora was once a sweet girl with innocent eyes. But that was never supposed to last , she knew that when she was first reaped for the 70th Hunger Games. Watch her get into a game of power, tragedy, love and rage. Will she ever be that girl again?

Este es un pequeño tributo a Jonghyun, ya que hoy es su cumpleaños y quería hacer una conmemoración. 💐 08/04/2018

Its that time of year again except this years a little different. Its time for the Quarter Quell, and twice the amount of tributes are going to be in the arena. Haymitch Abernathy from District 12 is one of the "Lucky" ones and has been chosen for the event. Up against 11 other districts and 3 tributes from his own. Who will come out on top? Disclaimair - this is all my own work, most of the characters are my own apart from Haymitch Abernathy and a few other that are mentioned in the brilliant Hunger Games trilogy by Suzanne Collins. Please do not reproduce this as I find it rather rude and disrespectful, and if I do find another copy of it somewhere I might stop and I don't want to disappoint my readers. So I would prefer if you either a) write your own or b) just read mine Thank you! :)

Space Monkeys - follow the adventures of experimental subjects Alpha, Beta, Gamma and Delta as they blast off into space and into a galaxy of adventure, intrigue and old-fashioned radio serial drama. Season 1 is a collection of eight radio scripts that form the first season of Space Monkeys.

Suddenly he falls into a Capitol accent as he mimics Effie Trinket, the maniacally upbeat woman who arrives once a year to read out the names at the reaping. "I almost forgot! Happy Hunger Games!" He plucks a few blackberries from the bushes around us. "And may the odds -" He tosses a berry in a high arc toward me. I catch it in my mouth and break the delicate skin with my teeth. The sweet tartness explodes across my tongue. "- be ever in your favor!" I finish with equal verve. ---------------------------------------------------------- Primrose Everdeen. Katniss Everdeen volunteers. Gale Hawthorne. No one volunteers. ---------------------------------------------------------- "Listen," he says. "Getting a knife should be pretty easy, but you've got to get your hands on a bow. That's your best chance." ---------------------------------------------------------- He leans down and kisses me on the forehead. "Good luck, girl on fire." ---------------------------------------------------------- "Ladies and gentlemen, let the Seventy-fourth Hunger Games Begin!" ---------------------------------------------------------- Deep in the meadow, under the willow A bed of grass, a soft green pillow Lay down your head, and close your sleepy eyes And when again they open, the sun will rise. Here it's safe, here it's warm Here the daisies guard you from every harm Here your dreams are sweet and tomorrow brings them true Here is the place where I love you. Deep in the meadow, hidden far away A cloak of leaves, a moonbeam ray Forget your woes and let your troubles lay And when again it's morning, they'll wash away. Here it's safe, here it's warm Here the daisies guard you from every harm Here your dreams are sweet and tomorrow brings them true Here is the place where I love you. ---------------------------------------------------------- Gale's voice is in my head. His ravings against the Capitol no longer pointless, no longer to be ignored.