Together Or Not At All

The Annoucement

A while later when we are back at the lake snacking on berries there is an announcement.

"The remaining district partners now have an advantage. You can now both win, so district 2 and 12 find each other make packs and hunt down the others. Happy hunger games and may the odds be ever in your favour."

As soon as the announcement has finished Cato cry's "thats us and Peetas probably dead and Katniss will be at our hands."

Then he starts to laugh and as it grows louder me heart rate beats faster, Katniss can't die Cato knows that she's the only one who will start a rebellion with me will help me when i fall i will be by her side no matter what and we will stand against this evil. Then Cato stops laughing and looks at me.

"You okay Clove, you've gone white as a sheet?" He sounds concerned but i brush it of like its nothing,

"yeah just cold" I say rubbing my arms. "Should we go check on Marv-" i start to say but am cut off.

Booooooom...... I look at Cato knowing what we find will not be good, we run to the hills not knowing what we will find in the dense forest but having a pretty good idea. We stop when the hovercraft appears. As we squint against the bright sun Marvel gets pulled into the air. I don't cry, fall apart or break down. Marvel needed to go, he was a strong competitor who could turn on us and now he is with Glimmer. Happy I hope. I'm glad he is gone. Booooom... this time the hovercraft disappears instead of picking up the person. It might be going of to another fight but it could be that someone is saying there goodbyes. My guess is there was another fight.

We stay at the cornucopia for a while looking in the direction of the sky's when we see another hovercraft appear. I squint to see who it is and see a tiny body being lifted into the air. Rue. The girl from district 11.

I want to scream at the capitol. I want to throw knifes into all of the game makers hearts. To yell at them to snap there necks. To let these games go on after 74 years of the capitol getting us to feed them and keep them warm and safe but yet we still have to do this. Have to give the twisted people entertainment.

"You bastards. You absolute bastards. How do you let this go on. We did not start the war. Rue was just a child and you stand there watching us. In your luxury apartments. Watching us kill each other for fun. Turn us into monsters because it's entertaining. You bastards" i say under my breath.

Then i stand up and walk over to the cornucopia. I pull out a dozen of my knifes and start throwing them at the sun softened metal. As i am throwing the knifes i think about Marvel and Rue and what must of happened. Realisation hits me like a kick in the stomach and i am momentarily stunned. It was Katniss. Katniss and Rue where teaming up. Marvel killed Rue and Katniss killed Marvel. I look around the arena. At the trees, the mountains, the lake and the field of wheat that goes who knows where. Then i look at the sky. I smile at the game makers knowing that they are probably watching and throw another knife into the cornucopia. Stile smiling up at the game makers. I am glad we didn't build the food supplies around the cornucopia or else i wouldn't hear the satisfying sound of my knife tearing through one of the other many knifes i have thrown in the past minute.

I feel two arms wrap around my waist and turn around to see Cato. "It was Katniss wasn't it. Katniss blew up  our supplies and killed Marvel. IT WAS ALL KATNISS WASN'T IT" he says yelling with his last sentence and i curse myself for not moving out of his embrace when i had the chance. I nod my head slowly. "Clove." He says gently grabbing onto my chin and looking into my eyes, "your crusade with Katniss can not work. It can't happen, she will kill us both. There can only be two winners of the hunger games and even that is pushing hope."

I move away from him and he lets go of me. He's supposed to love me, to follow me even when the idea is crazy, to believe in me, to trust me. Now he doesn't. I want to cry, to break down. To see my parents but i know that sponsors must have pulled out as 1; we haven't actually got anything yet from Cashmere and Gloss and 2; our supplies have been blown up, we lost 4 people from our team and one at Cato's hands, one betrayed us.

So i speak up, "why don't we pack up camp and go somewhere more secure? Take all the food and sleeping bags and bottles of water and go and camp out in a tree."

Cato sigh's with resignation, but moves away and starts packing up our supplies, leaving the tents at the cornucopia but keeping two of the best sleeping bags. I go to help him and we both work in silence. Not sad silence and not happy, just silence. Tense but also as soft as clouds. Neutral. Silence. And for the first time since I volunteered, i feel calm, almost safe. Almost.

When we have all our supplies we head off, each of us carrying a backpack with a sleeping bag, a water bottle and assortments of food, we each also have a pair of night vision goggles. Then we leave, walking into the woods to find a tree to sleep in before we go and kill more innocents.

"I'll take the first watch" i say as I can see that Cato is already nodding off.

He smiles at me gratefully before strapping himself into the tree with his belt. He falls asleep almost immediately and I lie awake, watching out for other tributes to pass. Not that I'd kill any of them, unless they tried to kill us. I see no one and as my eyes get droopy I try desperately to stay awake but soon fatigue kicks in and I fall into sleep. Despite everything no nightmares nor dreams come.