Hi! This is my first fanfic, its basically Cato's POV during Clove's death scene! I love Clato :)
Enjoy! (and review :D)
'Cato!' I hear a scream. Then silence.
'Cato!' I hear it again, more panicked than before. Why is Fire Girl screaming my name? I smile to myself, thinking of the pain my darling Clove must be inflicting on her. Clove, the girl who has become so much more than a district partner to me over the past few weeks.
'CATO!' breaks through the silence of the forest. I am standing in the woods on the edge of the Cornucopia, waiting for Clove to come back. Why isn't she back yet? Suddenly, I realise the screams are hers. I grab my sword and sprint towards the Cornucopia, but when I see District 11 disappearing into the nearby wheatfield I know that I am too late, that I will never make it in time. I catch a glimpse of District 12 pulling herself upright, but the only thing I notice is Clove.
My Clove, lying on the ground, eyes opened wide and lips slightly parted. Somehow, mine find hers, and then we are kissing, more passionately than that time in her bedroom the night before Reaping Day, or the evening we spent curled up together under the stars on the roof of the training centre. In that moment, I hate the Capitol. I hate the Games and everything they stand for. My vision is blurred with tears, and I suddenly have a burning desire to win, just so I can stay alive to assassinate President Snow.
'Cato' she chokes out. I raise my head and look at her, trace my fingers along the deep gash on the side of her head and stroke her hair, tangled with dirt and blood. I lay her head gently across my lap, and then I find I am begging in between choked sobs for her to stay with me, for Enobaria to send us a parachute, for anything, even though I know that no amount of medicine will help Clove. She is too far gone.
'Cato' she says again. This time her tone is more urgent. 'Win for me' she murmured. 'No, Clove, you can't give up!' I shake her gently. I can see the tears rolling down her cheeks, washing away all of that dirt and blood. 'CLOVE!' I shake her harder. 'Goodbye' she whispers.
The cannon fires.
A/N: So i was bored in class, and I wrote another chapter to this about when Cato's killing Thresh - would you guys be interested in that? REVIEW and let me know! Also I have just started another story about Johanna, called Stronger, and I would love it if you would go check it out! Thank you!