A/N: A very in progress work, had the idea and decided to go with it. Can't wait to see where it ends up! Now, it is not my first story, but rather one of many that I have had the urge to write, I just hope it ends up better than the last so I continue improving. Also, as an author, if you ever have any constructive criticism, I would be more than happy to hear it as well as any other comments, positive or negative, you have to make. I love knowing what I can do better or knowing some people out there are enjoying it. Either way, I hope you enjoy!

WARNINGS: Violence, gore, dark themes such as; mental trauma, murder, insanity, amongst other adult themes, and plenty of cursing. Also, this is an AU for a canon relationship being changed.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything that is recognized by the Hunger Games Trilogy by Suzanne Collins, nor whatever is recognizable from the movie The Hunger Games or Catching Fire. I only own my original character.

"Congratulations! Spark Galvin of District 5, you have won the 69th Hunger Games!"

Spark remembered the moment she had stepped into that tube as it took her to what seemed to be a guaranteed death. Yet, against all odds, she had won. Won is a word to be used lightly; she had gotten out with a heartbeat and some trace of sanity. She was no true winner, no that title belonged to the Capitol, the Head Game maker, and President Snow.

Her games were rough, as with any others. It had begun with 24 adolescents and ended with just 1. Spark Galvin was that one, the girl from district five winning with a wire trap and a knife to the throat. Winning in an arena of harsh climates, changing from snowy to desert in a matter of a few days, it seemed as though the Capitol truly wanted them all dead. Yet, a Victor was necessary and a Victor they got.

This title though, Victor, has so much more behind it than one can imagine. The first word that comes to this brunette's mind is murderer, followed by backstabber, bitch, manipulator, soulless, and always coming to the conclusion of monster. She was praised by the luxurious Capitol for killing others, for surviving the Games, for forgetting her humanity and moving on. But that wasn't just it; she had done so many things she wasn't proud of. Topping this list being how she had been the first to kill. Before the Careers could even get their hands on a weapon, she had found a knife and thrown it straight into a boy's back. From then, she had run, tears streaming down her face the entire way, horrified with what she had just done. He was only 13; he didn't know better, he didn't have a chance. She was the one to end it, assure him his loss, and she was the one to stain his body permanently with the gash in his back. She was the only one to blame. And the worst part was… she knew it.

But that is not where this story begins; no, this is the tale of the true nightmare Spark Galvin faced. The hell they don't tell you about; what the Capitol does to you after. This is the tale of how she grows, the relationship she makes, and the struggles she enters; one of a national matter, another being an emotional storm, the final concerning the heart. Yet all of these come in and out like the ocean's tide, unless it is the ocean's child himself that brings them.