Chapter Fourteen: The End

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Warnings: Slash (boy/boy), Violence, Character Death

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Cato's POV

Glimmer and I run from the sight as fast as we can, both of our minds surely thinking about the horrifying creature that just killed the poor District 7 guy. Sure, I wanted to kill him but not like that. I wanted to seem sadistic, yet let him die in a fast and unique way. I thought that having him helplessly wait for his oncoming death would do it. So that's what I planned. But it seemed like the Capitol had different plans.

I would have never done that if I'd known that's what the Capitol had in mind. For one, that'd be dangerous. What if that mutation would have came after me and Glimmer instead? I mean, the Capitol is looking for a show. And we would have, surely, put on a better one then that guy. But didn't they say that part of the land would have been blown up? Why did they lie like that?

No one must have run into any of the mutations. I realize. And those things are worse than just a silly firework show. That must be it. I shudder as I think about the creature, wondering what I'd do if Peeta was in the other guy's place. I'd find a way to save him, sure, but I'd be panicking before then. I hear a Cannon go off, and know that it must be the boy from 7.

OK, I think. On the Avox side, Peeta and the boy from one. Then there are us Careers, Gale, Thresh, the girl from 11, and the boy from 8. Not that many...Soon, I'm going to have to kill the other Careers. But I wouldn't kill Peeta...never.

"Attention, contestants!" I hear the sound of Caesar's voice, and both me and Glimmer stop running and look up at the sky. "The Capitol wants this to be a special Game. So this is. Three Tributes will be allowed to leave this Game, if they can stay alive. Good luck! And, May the Odds be Ever in Your Favor." Me and Glimmer, for a moment, just look at each other. And then, we're both smiling.

Three Victors...that'd mean Peeta and I can win! And that's when it hit me. But who else? I look at Glimmer, and can tell she has the same thoughts. One thing I know, it isn't going to be her. Taking my sword, I try to slice her head off her shoulders. She dances out of me and my sword's reach however. She doesn't seem to waste a second before she's turning and running. I try to keep up with her, but she's the fastest out of all of us. The machete she has in her hand is reflecting the light, giving her away. If she'd just drop it, I'd probably not be able to see her. I stop chasing her, however, as I hear a Cannon fire. Cold, hard fear gripping at my heart. I suddenly turn, again, and continue running back to where the other's had ran. My thoughts are racing, as I try to mentally will that Cannon not to be Peeta's.

Peeta's POV

For a few minutes after the announcement, I allow myself to feel relived. Cato and I could win, along with one other person, and we'd never have to worry about these Games again. Well, except for when we have to mentor others. I look up, expecting to see everyone as calm as they were before the announcement. Boy, was I wrong.

Clove, suddenly, had two knives. She looked at me, fire burning in her eyes and I can tell that she doesn't want me or Cato walking out of this.

Foxface had died only a day or two ago, it's hard to tell in the Arena when time blurs together, and if she'd had lived just a little longer they might have made it. But now, Cato and I have a chance at being happy after the Games. And she didn't want that. I quickly roll away from the path of the knife she had flung at me, and scramble to my feet. I turn tail and run, racing to the Cornucopia.

As I run, I think that I should have seen this coming. I wasn't, technically, a Career. Therefore, it'd make much more since if three out of the four Careers got to leave. However, with me dating Cato, Clove knew that would not be the case. Unless she did something about it. As I run through the trees, jumping over fallen logs and pushing through all the bushes and anything else in my path, I think about how far I've come. From being the submissive Avox I was to where I was now.

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