It is our final day of training. I hear a blow horn go, and run into the woods. It was a cold winter, and I only had a sweater on, along with the rest of my clothes.
I keep running. I find a bird, pick up a rock, and smash it down on the bird. Blood splatters on the ground. It had a broken wing anyways. I pick it up, find some wood, create a small fire, and cook the bird. I eat a wing of it.
Our final test was to survive for one day in the woods. I also found out that there are two boys, and two girls that are going into the bowl. So if Clove isn't picked, I will be happy.
I loom up. It was starting to get dark. I look around. Suddenly, a wolf jumps out and attacks me. I grab it's jaw and throw it on the ground. It scrambles up and attacks me again. I duck, grab it's hind legs, and throw it on the ground again. Then I wrap my arms around the wolfs neck, and snap it. I stare at it's limp body. I grab it and haul it into the trees. Then I lean against a tree, and doze off. In the morning, I wake up and make my way back to where we were meeting. If you don't make it at a certain time, you are considered dead, and have to do the whole test again.
I make it back in time and report what I did. Everybody stares at me when I say I killed a wolf.
"He did. I saw him." Clove says. I smile.
"And what did you do, Clove?" she is asked. She looks down. Oh, no.
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Cato And Clove: The Truth of Their Past
Fanfictiona story based on the hunger games. Cato and Clove, how they met, everything leading up to the Games.
