District 2

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Cato and Clove were unlike any other career tribute from district 2.
They were even more violent and skilled fighters.
And they were the most determined to win the games this year than any other tribute had ever been.

They wanted to win. They needed to win.
But everyone knows that there can only be one victor.
And if they really want to win this so badly, then they will eventually have to kill each other.
And none of them wanted that.

They wanted the other to be alive with them. They didn't want to be the two tributes standing in the arena, refusing to kill the other.

They were next door neighbours and had developed feelings for one another, but they never talked to the other about their feelings.
Until eventually, one day, when they did tell the other.

They only just told each other four months before the reaping.

They made a promise to each other to not show any feelings for each other while they were in the Capitol.

And they both had kept that promise.

Cato had started "dating" the female tribute from district 1 and they both took it quite seriously.

But that was just for making a show.
Cato really did love Clove. Deep enough for him to kill himself if he had two.

If they were going to be the only ones in the games in the end, Cato would take his own life to save Clove.
That's how much he loved her.

Clove loved him as well.
She would much rather die than be the victor of this years games if Cato couldn't be with her.

Yet she decided to use the same strategy as him.
She started hanging out with the boy from 1 and they had just started bonding and form a relationship when Cato ended things with the female tribute from 1.

He was disappointed in his district partner. He actually thought that she liked the male from district 1.
The truth was if course that she didn't.
Clove only had her eyes for one person and one person only. Cato.

They had the time to think of their love for each other while they were standing in line to another training activity.

Cato was the greatest swordsman there was and could easily kill anyone right here and right now if he wanted to.

And he actually wanted to, really badly.

He wanted to get rid of all the people that voted to bring back the games.

Clove on the other hand prefered a smaller weapon such as knives.
She was skilled with daggers and throwing knives and took them over any other weapon.

Already on their first day on the training session, her eyes had immediately landed on the table with knives.

They both scored well on their individual training session.
Cato scored a 10 while Clove scored an 8.

They both walked out of there proud of one another, letting the other tributes know how good they were.

All the other tributes were scared of the career tributes and that was exactly the way it should be.

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As it came to the interviews, Clove was up right after the boy from 1.
She confidently walked up on stage with an evil yet beautiful smile.

Cato couldn't stop but thinking how beautiful and pretty she looked. But he always thought so.

When it finally was his turn to walk up on stage, he felt more confident and comfortable as never before.

He walked up there with a grin on his face and came back with an even bigger grin as he and Clove walked back to their rooms on the second floor of the hotel in the Capitol.

They walked in silence and looked at each other when they thought the other wouldn't look, but they caught each other.

They wished each other good luck one last time even though they were to see each other in the arena the next day.

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