Cato's POV
The air leaves my body on the impact of me hitting the hard packed ground. The mutts immediately attack me. I cut and slice them with my sword. I howl in pain when they manage to bite me where my armor doesn't protect, and they howl and pain as I kill them, I move around the side of the Cornucopia, wading through the sea of mutts. I have to make it back to the tail of the Cornucopia, Clove wanted me to win, and I have to do it, for her.
But when Clove's mutt is standing in front of me I can't bring myself to kill her. She snarls and leaps at me, claws ripping across my face. I let out a yell of pain as the hot warm blood falls into my mouth. This isn't Clove, she'd never do this to me, but before I can fight back, the sword is knocked from my hands and I fall to the ground. 'Clove's' teeth wrap around my leg (though it's protected by the armor) and pull me into the Cornucopia.
I regret putting on this armor, all night long the mutts eat away at me, tearing away strips of skin and meat at a time. I'm dead, and I know it, I'm sorry, Clove. I couldn't win for you. Thinking about it now I realize how actually insane I got. On the brink of death I think about every single one of my mistakes, everything that I've done wrong and can never fix now. The mutts tear away everything that they can that isn't guarded by the armor. I know why I'm not dead yet, this is the height of excitement, the Game Maker's couldn't end it now, no one will be at all tearing their eyes away from the screen, my pain is their entertainment. The sun is starting to come up and I'm still not dead yet, I wish that I was though, I'm in so much pain, I will soon probably die from blood loss, it's pooling around me.
"Please....Please...Please..." I'm begging anyone now, I just want to die, and I'm done fighting.
After what seems like forever I see a head stick down, I open my mouth, it is instantly filled with blood, through the pool of blood in my mouth I manage to say, "Please." Compared to the pain I was in the second of pain from the arrow head feels like a pin prick, and then everything is gone.
The End.
Thanks for reading! I'll post an epilogue, but other than that, that's it, thank you for putting your time into reading my little story. You have no idea how grateful I am for that. I'm working on some ideas of my own, so maybe I'll post some of those someday. Don't forget to review/favorite/vote or whatever. It's been fun. -Bookfanic
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