FOREVER
Cato's POV
Three, two, one, BANG! The gong sounded and the bloodbath begins. I see clove fighting to get to the knives laid on a trunk in the mouth of the cornucopia, next to it on the wall hang all dig gerent kinds of swords. I had to get to them, (and fast!) Swords are my best skill, although I am pretty much good at everything I do. I am Cato Wood, viscous, ruthless, handsome, strong and I was born to win the Hunger games.
I grabbed two swords and started slashing. I killed one boy, not taking the time to see which district he was from. I think it was the boy from district 6. When I turned around a boy and girl were both running at me, they must be from the same district. As soon as they were in reach I crossed my swords and thrust them into each tribute, stopping them dead in there tracks. I pulled out the swords and scanned the area. I think the blood bath was over. When I turned around I saw Clove. I promised her I would protect her. When I turned around I saw the girl form 12 shoot a arrow aimed at Clove's back.
"CLOVE!" I screamed. She could not die! Not here! She had to come out of this alive. I started to run to her and all the sudden she was getting further away. What was happening? I shouted her name again as she fell to the ground…dead.
TEN, NINE, EIGHT, Cato sat straight up, sweating and frantic. He switched off his alarm that sounds like the count down from the games. He had to see Clover, he thought to himself.
Clove's POV
There are three weeks until the reaping. We have a week off of training so Cato and I are going on a week long camping trip. I can't make myself stop thinking about telling Cato how I really feel about him. I have loved Cato for a while but we are set to go in the games this year, it would just complicate things. I finish packing and tell my brother goodbye and head out to our lake in the woods.