So this is a quick story I wrote at about two in the morning so forgive me if it's a little rubbish. Thresh doesn't appear in this one. I own nothing. Enjoy
Knife against the arrow.
Katniss looked at the bag that she knew contained the medicine Peeta so desperately needed. She counted to 3 in her head.
One… Two… Three.
Katniss sprinted towards the bag, trying to retrieve it just as fast as Foxface. She grabbed the small bag marked '12' and stuffed it into the bigger one she had. As Katniss zipped up the larger bag she felt the wind of a speeding knife. The knife missed her face by an inch. Katniss turned to see clove, grinning, knives at the ready. She threw a second one but Katniss was prepared this time. She dashed quickly out the way, loaded her bow and shot an arrow. Clove dived to the side. She got up and speared Katniss to the ground; pinning her down with her knees. They wrestled each other, desperately trying to get the upper hand, Clove trying to get a good aim with her knife and Katniss trying to fight her off. Clove's knife sunk deep into the ground as she missed Katniss' face. She pulled the knife out and managed to slash Katniss on the forehead. Pain seared Katniss' head as she tried to fight the stronger girl off. Clove laughed maliciously.
"Not so great now are you 'Girl on Fire'? Ha! Where's Lover Boy? Dying? And you're trying to save him aren't you? Aw, too bad that isn't going to happen. He's going to die and you're going to die. Just like darling Rue."
The comment about Rue hit Katniss like a ton of bricks. A powerful rage surged through her and she head-butted Clove. Clove staggered off, clutching her head. She grasped for a knife but Katniss was too quick. The arrow was flying through the air in seconds. Clove attempted to run but it caught her in the shoulder. She pulled it out, crimson blood flowing. Clove laughed again, ignoring the pain.
"You saw your little Primrose in Rue didn't you? How that cannon firing could've been to signal her death."
Katniss forgot she even knew how to use a bow in the seconds where she was sprinting towards clove, attempting to throttle her.
"Don't you talk about Prim, you little bitch!"
Clove slapped Katniss hard, making her fall off. She pinned Katniss to the ground again and pulled out a knife.
"Any last words?"
"Fuck you!"
Clove laughed. That was all it took. Katniss pulled out the knife from her belt and sunk it deep into Clove's stomach. Clove gasped; the laughter not wuite gone from her face. Katniss pulled out the knife and kicked Clove off.
"Cato! Cato!" Clove screamed, clutching her stomach.
Katniss aimed.
"Happy Hunger Games."
She shot the arrow that went straight to Clove's heart.
"And may the odds be ever in your favour."