"I won't be, no I won't be like you. Fighting back, I'm fighting back the truth. Eyes like yours can't look away, but you can't stop DNA."
DNA by Lia Marie Johnson

DISCLAIMER-I do NOT own the Hunger Games. All right do to Suzanne Collins

The girl grunted deeply as she let a a knife fly from her hand, across a small training arena. It struck her fighter in the arm and they fell to their knees. The older boy gasped in pain as blood seeped from his arm, he charged her in rage at full speed.

The girl ducked to the side, grabbed his injured arm and threw him out of the ring. She smiled at her work and touched her face with her hand, a bright red substance oozed from her nose onto her hand.

She coughed and blood splattered onto the floor, she grinned at looked at the crowd. "Another fighter down," A pause occured as the automated machine retrieved the name of the child, "Terry Daniels defeated by," Another pause while the machine searched for the name of the victor, "Clove Sevina. Anyone up for a fight?" The robotic voice chimed and everyone backed away, afraid to challenge the strongest girl in the district.

"Really? Nobody? I'm already weak, might as well take advantage of that." The brown haired girl scanned the room and still no one stepped up to fight her.

"Okay. Guess I'll go home with another undefeated day." A water bottle was chucked from the crowd to Clove and she caught it perfectly and with grace. "And my daily victor water and bread."

"Thanks." She sprayed the water down her throat and drained the bottle in seconds. A piece of bread was then thrown from the same area of the musky room. "Thanks again." She grinned evilly and tore a piece before shoving the piece of bread into her mouth.

The place went dark meaning only those who wanted to continue to train could stay overnight and those who were watching the fights or fighting would leave. Clove moved to the corner of the ring, and sat down in a chair while wiping all the blood off her face with a wet towel.

In the pitch black, only two shadows remained in the dark. One of them being Clove's.

"Nice job, Clover." A husky but sweet voice went through her ears.

Without turning around Clove recognized the voice. "What do you want Cato?" Clove ripped another piece of bread into her mouth.

Cato wrapped his arms around her from the back.

"Cato, seriously, I'm all sweaty from training. Do really wanna touch me right now?" Clove remarked with a full mouth because she was tying her boot laces and had to hold her food.

"Not really, I just want the bread." Without hesitation Cato turned Cloves head to him and pulled the bread out of her mouth with his teeth.

"Thanks!" He yelled while pulling the bread out of his mouth for a bite as he ran to the door.

"Hey!" Clove quickly pulled a knife from her shoe and threw it and hit her target dead-on. She had trapped Cato's shirt sleeve to the wooden wall next to the door.

"Bad boys don't get bread." Clove stuck out her hand and he shook his head 'no.' "Cato…. Please babe?"

"Half and half?" Cato smiled and he held the bread with his head way above his head because she was much shorter than him she had to give in.

"That I might do." Clove looked at him with a smile. Cato raised his eyebrows. "Fine." Clove gave in to Cato and he tore the bread in half. She took her half and walked back to the ring. She climbed into the ring and started to retrieve her knives before a strong force tackled her down.

"Get off me, Hadley." Clove growled.

"What if I don't?" Cato smirked and looked into her eyes as he was pinning her down with his brute force.

"Bite me." Clove snarled and realized what she'd said. She has got to stop using that term!

Cato snapped his neck down onto her exposed collar bone and clasped his teeth together. Clove moaned in both pain and satisfaction as she begged him to get off her.

Cato didn't get off her, yet he dove down onto her neck even harder, giving multiple love bites.

"Cato…" Clove said his name and clenched her gloves, "Never let your guard down." She thought.

She tried a sort of backflip move on him and flipped herself onto the top.

"Hahaha! Gotcha!" Clove exclaimed. Her eyes were bright with happiness that only Cato could create.

Just then the door creaked open and in came Verim, Clove's ex.

"Ah lookie here." His voice proclaimed. "Well, well, well. Maybe you shouldn't of left me Clove, I don't think I've ever been pinned by you. Much stronger than him obviously." Verim growled.

"Well you don't look like it, Verim." Clove growled back in a low tone, and Cato just watched the scene unfold, ready to protect Clove if it came to it.

"Ahah! Sure Clove, sure. Keep telling yourself and him that." He spat.

Clove launched herself from Cato and ducked the rim in one swift movement. Clove swung a punch, but Verium ducked under.

"You're not a victor Clove, why do you think you can beat one?" Victor stared at her as she viciously threw punches and he continued to dodge them.

Cato started to run over, knowing something bad would happen after he was finally snapping out of his shock.

Verim grabbed Clove's wrist and pulled it behind her back and under her shoulder blade. "Stick to knives, Clove. You're much better at them." Cato finally reached the two of them and said, "Let her go, Verim."

"Ohhh, Cato's scared, is he? Am I gonna do something?" Cato stepped closer. "Aww don't come two close now, Cato. I'm a victor, remember? I can do serious damage now, can't I?"

Cato stood staring as Verim adjusted his grip, one on Clove's wrist and the other grabbed onto her ponytail from the back.

Verim pulled her head to the side by her hair and exposed her neck. He pulled hard on her ponytail holder and it broke. Clove's hair fell down and to both Cato and Verim she looked irresistible.

Cato started to move to Clove but Verim spoke, "Ah ah ah, Cato. Just wait patiently okay? Victor priority, of course."

Cato let a low growl from the back of his throat, which made everyone else cowar but it always made Clove swoon.

Clove sighed in mental pain as Verim slid his hand from her neck, down her waist, and to the side of her leg. Clove was obviously trying to hide her shock as she didn't move from the position Verim had her.

He put his hand on her mid-thigh and grabbed a knife from the belt she kept on her leg. He agonizingly slow, pulled his hand back up to her neck.

He cut a little slit and she winced but didn't show it. "Oh, don't be scared Clove. I'm not gonna hurt you. Cato is."

Cato broke from his stare in rage and punched at Verim's head. Verim moved Clove's face in front of him just in time.

Cato took in a deep breath as he saw his loved one fall to the ground unconscious.

"Clove! Clove! Wake up!" Verim dashed out of the building but Cato didn't care. He fell to his knees next to Clove and all he wanted was for Clove to be safe. Cato shook her shoulders and saw fresh blood coming from her eye, nose, and her lip.

"No, no, no! Clove I'm sorry! I-I didn't- I just- ugh!" Cato leaned over her and touched her face and held her head with his hand. "Verim! You'll pay! You killed her sister, and now, you could've killed Clove!" He shouted into the abyss of the room. Cato realized it as he said it, technically Verim wasn't the one who hurt her… Cato was.

Hey guys! Author's note here! I was reading a bunch of Clato fics and watching a bunch of INCREDIBLE edits on youtube and I thought I'd write a Clato fic myself. I have already written one but I deleted it, it was SO awful and the worst part was all my friends knew about it. I apologize in advance if updates go slow after about a week.

Btw I will be giving shoutouts to those who help me out with ideas and stuff sooooooo until the next chapter! BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE :)