This story used to have a prologue BUT I didn't like it sooo...

This Story is about Cato and Clove since they were little up into Cato's death it switches POV's so... Enjoy

Cannot wait to make the characters personality how I picture them to be!

Clove POV~ (12 years old)

Today was the day. Today I move up to the advanced training center, I was excited but nervous I was small even for my age, I knew the eighteen year olds would tower over me.

"See that guy?" she pointed to a tallish blonde guy.

Cassia asked she was twelve, and had moved to the advanced center a couple months ago. Typically you get in to the advanced center when your twelve but, if you show you have natural skills like my knife throwing abilities you can get in earlier.

"Yeah, what about him?" I couldn't see anything special about him.

"That's Cato, he got moved to the advanced center when he was nine, if you give him a sword he could dice anyone to pieces in seconds."

"So, you can't throw a sword, knives are so much better. And besides I got in when I was ten there's only a year gap!"

"But, you not Cato!" she put emphasis on the Cato.

"What's so special about Cato?" I replied with the same enthusiasm.

"Your good with knives, He's good with almost all weapons."

More like he has better looks, but I decided accusing Cassia in a room full of weapons was not the best idea so I just replied with, a truthful thought.

"I bet I have better aim."

"No, no one is better than Cato!" she screeched.

A couple heads turned, causing Cassia's face to turn red.

"I bet if I challenged him I could beat him."

"Psh, you wish."

"I know I can!"

~5 minutes later~

"You want me to teach you how to throw knives?"

"No, Mr. Ego, I said I want to see who is better at throwing knives."

"First off, don't call me "Mr. Ego and second how old are you?"

"Twelve, do you want to try and beat me or not!"

I could tell he thought this was going to be easy, if only he knew.

"Try? I will. Just let me get the knives." Ha, if his ego was as big as he was good at knife throwing we might have a problem. But I figured it was safe to assume it wasn't.

"Clove, what did you just do?"

"Challenged Cato."

"You're gonna lose, you know I mean its CATO he is PERFECT!"

"Cassia that's an opinion and just wait, you might take back you words."

I wrote this at one in the morning so… it might not be the best thing ever but it's something right?