Ok, so this is my first fanfic and supportive flames are accepted but other than that, only good reviews please!

(takes place before the feast)

Clove's POV

Cato and I wait crouching behind some low branches, waiting for the so called 'feast' that was announced.

"This could've been a decoy, y'know," he whispers.

"No way; these things happen every year," I say, my eyes focused on the Cornucopia.

"Yeah, but I'm not seeing-"

"Just shut up and cover me," I mutter, getting ready to kill the nearest tribute that came into view for the four- no, three backpacks on the table. Wait, three? I peer out of our hiding spot just enough to see the redhead from 5 sprinting toward the woods. Damn. Next to Everdeen and her boyfriend, she's gonna be the next getting a knife in the heart.

Speaking of Everdeen, there she is now running for a barely visible orange pack. I jump out of the branches and chuck my knife as fast as Five ran, but she easily dodges and counter attacks with her bow and arrows. Now that wasn't what I expected and the arrow lodged deep in my upper left arm. I stare at it in surprise until I saw Twelve leaving the table with her backpack in tow. I grab a second knife from the inside of my jacket and it hit her in the forehead. I take the opportunity to knock Twelve down and pin her to the ground on her back. Now the real fun begins.

"Where's your boyfriend, District 12? Still hanging on?" I teased.

"He's out there now. Hunting Cato," she snarls, then screams "Peeta!"

I punch her windpipe, making her stop. The last thing I need is Thresh to hear; no doubt he's already here hiding, but I want to finish my job with Everdeen first. But I can't stop my head from glancing around, to see if Lover Boy refused to let Fire Girl go alone and dragged himself here. But when I don't hear or see anything I turn my attention back to her.

"Liar," I grin. "He's nearly dead. Cato knows where he cut him. You've probably go him strapped up in some tree while you try to keep his heart going. What's in that pretty little backpack? That medicine for Lover Boy? Too bad he'll never get it," I taunt.

I open my jacket, spreading it out, while running my fingers in the air over each knife purposely for her fear, before selecting one. It was small, had a curved blade, and seemed as deadly as the butter knifes in the Capitol compared to my others; except for the glistening sharp blade.

"I promised Cato if he let me have you, I'd give the audience a good show," I say, as she tried to push me off. I smirk at her efforts. Then let the show begin, District Fire Girl.

"Forget it, District 12," I barely say without rolling my eyes at her helpless attempts to get up. "We're going to kill you. Just like we did your pathetic little ally…what was her name? The one who hopped around in the trees? Rue? Well, first Rue, then you, and then I think we'll just let nature take care of Lover Boy. How does that sound? Now, where to start?"

I wipe away the blood from her forehead and tilt her face, trying to get a good angle. She tries to bite my hand and I grab the hair on the top of her head forcing her back to the ground. Obviously, she forgot who the Career with the knife is.

"I think…" I say, tilting my head a bit. "I think we'll start with your mouth." By now I can tell she's angry, probably because I mentioned Rue. Killing her will be twice as better if she fights to stay alive.

"Yes, I don't think you'll have much use for your lips anymore. Want to blow Lover Boy one last kiss?" I ask. Her response is a mouthful of blood and saliva. I wipe off my face, pissed off now. "All right then. Let's get started," I glare.

My knife just starts to cut the tip of her lip open when I am suddenly lifted off Everdeen. I smile, and try twisting lightly to get down. "Cato, remember our deal?" I say sweetly. But as I am thrown to the ground more harshly than I expected, I'm not staring up at Cato, but Thresh.

Hate it? Love it? I know it explained all this in the book, but I wanted to try it in Clove's POV. R&R, I can't go on without you!

-Monkey-