I own nothing I just put my emotions into the fic and play with the characters to work out my own thoughts. So thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy my work and writing as much as I enjoy writing it.

I lay here on top of this golden horn trying to catch my breath. Begging for the ache in my chest to stop. My lungs unable to fill with the air I so desperately need to function. I try to take slow deep breaths demanding myself to stay conscious.

I can hear the sounds of those horrid mutts as it seems they have found another target other than myself. Must be Lover Boy and The Girl on Fire that I'd run past moments before. They'll be up here with me very soon. I can hear them yelling something to each other but it doesn't sink into my fogged mind. I know what I have to do.

As I turn to my side I see her, she's helping Lover Boy up on to the Cornucopia. "Can they get up?" My words are harsh and I can hardly understand what I've said. I can hear her ask something but am still unable to understand the words. Lover Boy repeats what I'd said to her and she says she doesn't know.

I try to force to my feet only making it to my knees. Still winded of all things. I'm a Career from 2, the best there is and I can't even get to my feet. I struggle for more air seeing they are as bad off, if not worse than I am. This is my chance, I can still win this.

I rock back up onto my feet and bend my knees, standing straight now. I feel my feet move out of instinct. I rush towards the girl from 12. Slamming my body hard into her and she falls forward to the edge of our safe haven. I'm on top of her in seconds my hands around her throat choking the life from her.

I can push her over the ledge to the mutts below that look strangely familiar. Then I see it, one of those mutant wolves has her eyes. Cloves eyes as staring right into mine. Only they're set into the skull of this mutt. But it can't be her eyes there is no way. They wouldn't, couldn't.

As I'm stunned in this moment my whole body is ripped off of the girl from 12 and I feel my back slam hard into the cold metal. My eyes roll slightly but I'm back on my feet to see Lover Boy starting to lung at me but I'm to late to set my stance to stop him from lifting me off the ground and slamming my body back down again.

I scramble to my feet again this time I'm ready for him. I set my shoulder low and as he hits into it I send him up and over me. As I hear the thud of him hitting the metal I'm on him. He stands and I grab him whipping him into a head lock. I position us so he's a shield between myself and those lethal arrows.

She has her bow trained on me and I know I just managed to turn Peeta in time. I think about it for a moment and know I have no chance of winning this game. So I decide to speak to buy time to perhaps think of something, anything.

"Go ahead, shoot. I'm dead anyway. Always was, just took me untill now to understand. That's what they wanted right." I'm looking up to the cameras knowing the Capitol is glued to this moment.

"Shoot and he falls with me and you win. So come on do it." As the words escape my lips I can feel my arms grow tight around Lover Boys head twisting it painfully to one side not yet snapping his neck but getting close to that breaking point.

"No, no-no. I can still do this. I can still win. Just one more kill."

I feel a sensation on my left hand, warm then it turns cold. I've noticed a second to late. The arrow is in the air closing the distance to the spot on my hand that has been marked by blood. I feel the pain shooting through my hand up my arm and into my shoulder. Before I can stop I've released my hold on the boy from 12 and am stumbling backwards.

My foot hits the edge and my balance is lost, I fall backwards to the hard ground below. I hear those beasts closing in as I get to my feet. The first mutt to arrive grabs onto my upper arm, I swing my arm pounding it into the golden metal. It lets out a high-pitched shriek and the other mutts are now closing in fast.

I'm surrounded as I grab another by the jaws that has tried to reach my head to crush my skull. I pull hard busting the creatures mouth apart. It howls as it's jaw hangs slack then falls to the ground. I manage to snap another mutts neck. Then one of the wolves a smaller but not the smallest jumps for my head, again.

The dark fur and size are a strange thing but at the last second before I move to one side I see them. Cloves eyes again. As I watch the mutt just miss me another hits me from the left digging its fangs deep into my side as another pulls my leg out from under me. I can feel I'm being dragged across the ground but all I can see is Clove.

The last moment I heard her voice before the cannon sounded her death, the look of fear in her eyes as I held her asking her to stay with me. The last words she whispered into my ear with her last breath.

"Win for me Cato."

And now here I am being dragged to my death. Screaming as the fangs and claws rip into my flesh tearing away small pieces at a time. I don't know how long this has goes on hours I think. With what little strength I have left I pull myself to the mouth of the Cornucopia. This is where they had drug me to devour my broken body. I look up to see them, the tributes from 12. I look the girl, Katniss, in the eyes and beg.

"Please." My voice is dripping in agony.

She nods at me pulling an arrow from her quiver. Loads it on to the string and pulls the bow back to her cheek. I see her aiming for my head. Wanting a clean shot to grant me mercy. I had misjudged her. For a brief moment I think she could have been a good training partner back in 2. I see her fingers let loose the arrow, all time slows to a crawl. I hear a voice through the howls and my painful cries. It's her, she's calling me to her. Back to her side. I hear the arrow pierce the air as is races to reach me. A smile lands on my lips and then I feel nothing at all.

So I hope you liked it I know it probably could have been better but I still hope you like it.