Promises (A Clato Fanfic)

Chapter 13: Bloodbath

Cato POV:

During the countdown, I look at the swords and Clove. Clove looks sadistic but in her eyes, you can tell she's scared. I will protect her. That's the only reason I'm here. That's why I volunteered.

The canon booms for us to start, and I run as fast as I can to the swords. I get to the swords and see the boy from District 3,maybe, come at me. I slash my sword across his abdomen and he falls dead. I look to find Clove throwing a knife into the back of the District 9 boy. She then sees Katniss and throws a knife, but Katniss blocks it with her bag and the

knife sticks in the bag. Clove is pissed. She starts running towards her but there is the boy from District 5 coming up behind her. "Clove look out!" I hear Marvel shout. I'm glad he helped her, but I wish it me. I'm her boyfriend. I'm supposed to protect her.

After the bloodbath, we pack up the supplies we managed to get, which was almost all of it, and move away from the cornucopia so they can get the bodies.

After the hovercraft gets the bodies, we go back to the cornucopia. "Marvel and Hanna set up a shelter. Glimmer and Clove search the packs. I'll make sure no one's hiding in the cornucopia." they all obey me. I make my way to the cornucopia and look inside. I see curly blonde hair. Evan. I smile knowing I'll be the one to kill him. He tries to run, but I stop him and cuts his throat. I hope Hanna didn't see.

I make my way back to camp. I go over to Clove and Glimmer. "Find anything useful?'' I ask Clove.

"Yea, we found 3 tents, 4 sleeping bags, 4 boxes of matches, some medicine, and a lot of food." Clove replies.

"Great. Each district gets a tent. Glimmer and Marvel get one, Clove and I get one, and Hanna's by herself. That okay with everyone?" They all nod so I continue. "Glimmer, Marvel, and Hanna get their own sleeping bag. Me and Clove will share. We'll divide the food and keep the medicine for everybody to share." We all divide the food, set up our tents and sleeping bags, and start a fire.

"Should we go hunting tonight?" Marvel asks.

"Yea, I don't see why not. We'll eat dinner and go when the sun goes down." I reply. We all sit down and eat dried beef strips and drink some water from the lake.