Clato : I'll fight for you

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They all instantly erupt into menacing laughs pacing over to me in a chorus of insults. There must be at least 10 of them. Eventually they stop cornering me against the wall. I've learnt to hide my emotions well because I bet right now they can't tell I'm terrified they could easily kill me. What if that's what they're planning. I can't even rember the name of the 1st volunteer. But she emerges from the circle.

"This should be my party" she hisses

"Well it isn't, it's mine because I won the games not you." I reply coldly

"Then why aren't you there. They weren't even  looking for you" she says "because everyone's more interested in Cato. Not whittle bitlle Clove" she says in a baby voice

Now I'm mad. Even if I grew to hate them games i still won them.

"Well your obviously obsessed with me. Otherwise you would come looking for me. You hate me so much and I don't even know your name" I say defiantly

Her grin turns instantly to a scowl. "Get her" she says viciously

About 10 of them all lunge fowards at once. They all must be the same age as the girl, they look it. I immediately bounce into action, kicking hands, punching faces, squels and screams from everywhere. There's pure adrenaline rushing through my body maybe this fight is just what I need.

I elbow, scratch and attack all my attackers. I can see about two girls on the floor squirming already. But I took to much time looking down on them I'm tackled to the floor and a dog pile instantly builds on top pinning me in place. The girl looms over the top of my head. Brushing the hair out my face. She's mocking me! Doing the same thing I did to katniss! If I had my knives right now I could have them
Yes knives!
I reach down into my boot pulling a knife akwardly out, I feel my shin start to get warm, definitely blood, the girl on top of me yelps as well. I must've got both of us pulling out the knife . The pile instantly falls of scrambling to get back on there feet. It's to late I'm already up wielding a knife

"Don't think I won't do it!" I shout wielding the knife twords the girls who manged to get up.

"Shes bloody crazy, let's go, I'm sure we taught her a lesson in stealing anyway" one of them cries

Stealing? Stealing? No I don't not steal them games from her. Even if I did she should be thanking me for it. The girls scramble out the room picking up some of their friends. I stand for a moment shocked at my own fight, but also a part of me is impressed. But the adrenaline ran out and the pain hits me all at once. I groan moving over to a punching bag. Hugging it for support. But evening hurts so I just sink to the floor laying back.

I lay for about 10 minutes, it feels like my whole body's throbbing. I lift my arms up to the sky. My knuckles are swollen and my arms covers in viscious scratch marks. Should've worn long sleeves harder to attack through material. Then again I wasn't expecting and attack. It didn't look like material did much anyway. My trousers were ripped as well as my T-shirt, exposing bloody wounds and bruises. I don't think anything's broken. The worst wound is my shin, which I did myself pulling out my knife. Now I know I definitely need them knifes.

I pull myself up and pick up the knife I dropped putting it back into my boot. I catch my reflection in the mirror of the gym room. I look like I'd jus been attacked by wild beasts. They were fighting like wild beasts though all scratching no technique. I should be more mad about this. Had this been before the games I would already be planning a revenge.

I'm just about to leave when the door swings open again. I refecivly go for the knife. But in comes Finch? Oh it's Mae followed by Ness. A smile instantly forms on my lips. The movement makes my checks sting from the cuts. There smiles immediately drop.