This is my FIRST fanfic, so please don't be sooo bad with the reviews. English isn't my principal language (it isn't the language I normally use, but I learn it at school), so maybe the grammar and vocabulary isn't very good. Sorry if it's sooooo bad. Well it's my time to shut up and yours to reed. I hope you all like it.
~primrose88
I'm walking to the Training Center, yes, the Training Center is a place where I can be myself.
There's just a month until the Reaping, so we don't have to go to school. That's why we go to the Training Center in the morning, and not in the evening.
I'm sure Cato is waiting for me there. Cato, is the only friend I've got since I was eight. The truth is that a lot of people wouldn't like to hang out with a 'girl' who is sixteen and can murder you with an only movement of a knife.
When Cato and I met each other it wasn't exactly when we knew we were going to be friends.
I met him at my first day in that school. I little eight year old Clove was walking to where the gymnastic's teacher was calling to the students. She said we were going to fight in pairs for 'showing what were we made of', textual words. How you can imagine he matched me with Cato, who without thinking it twice crashed me against the floor with an only movement. I was pissed off cause he was asking to the teacher if he would be paired with some boy, instead of a 'baby'. When he called me 'baby' I became really mad, so before he would even say something, I got up and I punched him in the stomach as hard as I could.
He stopped breathing for a moment while he gave a step back and touched his stomach. Everybody , including the teacher, were looking at me. I left the room and I heard someone took Cato to the nursery. It was only for checking he was well, cause, how he said, a 'baby' couldn't hurt him but I showed him that I could win him. Some days after that he started asking me about fighting and all that stuff. We started hanging out and playing to a Hunger Games that we used to prepare in the park.
Since then we're friends.I'm nervous because today we're going to fight in pairs, and today is my turn to fight versus Gloom. Yes, Gloom, her name means darkness. What kind of parents call their daughter Gloom? Maybe her parents knew how she was going to be. She's the more horrible and merciless person I know.
Gloom is big, veeeery big. She has grey empty eyes. They always go accompanied by a penetrating and dark smile. And she also has dark, short hair.
Cato is the only one that would win her in a hand to hand fight, but I'm sure I would win her in a fight if I'd use my knives.
I open the door in front of me and I go into the white room covered of sections of all the kind of weapons you can imagine. There are hundreds of dummies, targets, and also both of this last things in movement.
There's a monitor in every section to teach to the students all kind of positions, tricks and the kind of weapon you should use depending of your height, weight,etc.As always Cato is in the swords section. The sword is his weapon, with an only movement of it he can let you laying on the floor on the edge of life.
He sees me and runs to where I am.
-Heya Clo!- He shouts.
-Hey!- I say laughing. It has always make my laugh when greets me saying 'heya'.
-D'you want to go to the knives section? That would relax you for the fight.- He's right. Knives are the only thing that relaxes me. When I throw them is like there's only me, the knives and the target.
When we get to the knives section the monitor greets me. The monitor's name is Dan, and he says I'm his better student. I like Dan, unlike with almost every people I know, I like him.
-You first Miss. Clove.- Cato says me pointing to the knives.
I walk to the wall where the knives are placed. I perfectly know every knife in front of me.
I catch my favorite five knives and close my eyes wile I stand opposite to a dummy, who has targets in all the human's weak points. Inspire, get ready, expire, throw. I repeat the process with the other four knives.
I open my eyes: three knives just in the hart, one in the head, and the last one is about two centimeters away from the center of the stomach's target.
I turn around. Cato is watching me , but not with his normal face, instead, he looks me with the face I used to use when I betted him to get to the park before than me when we were ten.
-Is that all? I can do it better.
-Sure.- I answer with sarcasm.
He catches a knife I've just taken out from the dummy and four more knives from the wall. He gets ready and throws a rain of knives that I think that go in direction of the dummy, but I'm not really sure.
A knife finishes about eight centimeters to the right of the center of the hart's target, another two end in the stomach and other two are nailed in the wall. I start laughing.
-What were you saying? Something about you would do it better than I?- I ask laughing while he stares annoyed at me.
-That isn't fair! Knife is your weapon. I'm a lot better than you with swords, I'm sure you wouldn't win me if we use swords instead of knives.- When I'm gonna bet him (I know he would win, but this is how we work) the bell rings.
The bell that means that is my time to go and fight beside Gloom.
I'm almost sure I'm going to loose, because she's veeeeery big, and I'm too small for my age. She's seventeen and I'm sixteen.
We are going to fight in a kind of stadium in the center of the room.
Everybody is looking me, and Cato comes with me until we get to the stairs I'm going to have to use for going up to the stadium.
When I get to the stadium I only can se the big, BIIIIIG body of Gloom and to Chease Robin. Chease Robins is one of the training center's workers. If he will choose it the fight will last until one of the fighters wouldn't breathe.
I go out of my mind and start to attention to the world outside of my mind.
The stadium is surrounded by A LOOOT of people watching us. I finally find Cato in the middle of the crowd. He has a scared expression, I'm sure he heats seeing me as scared and sad as I'm right now. I give him a sad smile.
Then I hear the bell's sound, that tells me is time to fight, so I focus on what I have in front. The only thing I can see is Gloom's biiiiiig body and a little sadistic smile in her face.
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