The hunger games: if Cato saved Clove

Chapter twenty

Chapter twenty: Finch

We run over, a knife in my hand, a sword in Cato's, but when we get over we get a surprise, the five girl stands there completely defenceless and when I'm just about to throw my knife straight at her chest, she asks the most stupid question she could ever think of.

"D'you want to be allies?"

"Yeah, sure." What the heck? Did I just said 'yes' to being allies with a morphling?

"What's your name?" Cato sounds kinda guilty for asking.

"Finch."

"D'you know who killed Rue and Marvel?" I feel kinda foolish asking.

"Marvel killed Rue and then Katniss killed Marvel because her and Rue were allies." God she's a know-it-all.

"And the supplies?" Why am I doing all the talking?

"Katniss."

"And how the heck did she not die?"

"She used apples on the mines."

"Can I kill her?" I sound as if it's an honour but I'm meant to be savage so it's probably a good thing.

"Yeah but you have to make a show of it." It's the first time Cato's said something since he asked Finch her name.

"Bit brutal but sounds good." Finally, I get to kill potato! (That nickname is sticking!)

"It's not that brutal, just chop off an arm, a leg and then the head."

I look to see what Finch is doing and see she's gone.

"Where the hell did Finch go?"

"Damn it! She must have ran off and the ally thing was just to save her life!"

"Well at least we found out some useful information."

"But still! She ran off! I'm killing her whenever I get the chance!" I'm tempted to say 'Jesus Cato, chill' but decide not to as it would add to his anger.

"It's okay plus, our main concern is potato isn't it." Oh shoot, did I just say 'potato' to him?

"Potato?" Yep, I did.

"Oh, a Katniss is a type of wild potato so I just nicknamed her that." He smirks so I say: "Don't judge, but anyway she can use a bow and that could easily kill us."

"We'd need some kind of protection..."

"Yeah but what? We can't make anything out here."

"Good point, nothing's strong enough." Another announcement booms.

"There will be a feast, but not just any feast, each of you need something, desperately. The feast will take place by the cornucopia at noon, good luck and may the odds be ever in your favour."

"I'll go, Katniss will be there, I can kill her and I'll make a show of it, Finch will need to go she'll run as soon as she grabs her stuff, you can chase her down and hopefully get her. If Thresh is there then I'll just have to hope for the best but if I scream then come." I don't think I've never talked for so long without breathing in my life!

"Fine but be careful."

"I will, promise."

He leans in and kisses my cheek.

"Well if you're going then you better get some sleep."

"Fine but I'm thirsty, d'you have any water?" He hands me a bottle and I thank him. After taking a couple of small sips I get in a sleeping bag, lay down, close my eyes and eventually fall asleep.