Cloves POV
We had to move camps from the cornucopia to somewhere in the woods and we're about to go to sleep when marvel yells "smoke! There's a fire there!" Another dumb tribute huh "let's go!" Cato yells.
We run to the smoke and see a boy probably 13 or 14 and we all laugh and smirk behind him and he turns around and looks at us in horror. I just smirk and whisper to Cato "can I please have this one" and he nods and hands me his sword.
"Please! Please don't hurt me" he says whimpering and crying. I look at him in pity but he should've known he wouldn't survive so I ruthlessly try to cut off his head again and again I try to make it fast but it took about 10 seconds...then his canon finally goes off. "Good job clove!" They all chant while we get to camp and I smirk the whole way back.
I go to marvel who seems to be watching the fire "hey you alright" i ask, glimmer was already asleep "yea..it's just when I watched you kill that boy I realized..me and glimmer we won't make it and you Cato and you will be the last two." Damn glimmer said the same thing..I can't help but feel bad
I look at Cato who is already sleeping so I snuggle next to him...when I look up 4 more died in the past two days and I shake Cato awake "only 12 more left including all of us.." he sighs "we're closer..to the finale" I know what he means "look I'm not gonna kill you I'd rather die!" "Shh. Let's just focus on who we need to kill...fire girl is still out there" I listen..so that's all i do. Think about killing.
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Two halves of a whole (Clato)
RomanceWhat if Cato and clove met before the games? What if they were enemies? Turned friends, turned to something else... What if Katniss and Peeta weren't the only star crossed lovers?
