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This is probably kind of stupid, but it was just a thought and I decided to turn it into a story! I did my best of writing in Cato's POV, sorry if it's not how you imagined him! Don't judge me!

Cato's POV

Confusion and Refusen

"He's up! He's up!" Loud voices filled my aching head before my eyes even opened. Some of them I recognized, like Thresh and Clove…Clove! Am I dead? Katniss shot me…right?

"Cato! You were supposed to win!" Clove's snarky voice shakes me awake and out of the distant land I was in. Huh, I guess I'm not allowed to live in the peaceful oblivion.

"Am I dead?' I say groggily.

My eyes flicker open and I struggle for breath for a moment.

"I don't know but you were supposed to win!" her voice is almost pitiful as she hugs me.

"Well I didn't….who did?"

"We're actually waiting to know, they're just realizing the rule of two victors has been repealed." Clove says as I shove her off me and sit up.

"I feel like a chew toy….how is I okay?" I look down to see my skin free of any harm or any scars for that matter… How is that possible? I'm supposed to be bloody pulp…I'm not complaining though.

"Cato." I look up to see the monstrous, lumbering Thresh sanding over me, scanning me over with a cold glare.

"Didn't I um…kill you?"

Thresh doesn't say anything and I want to cling protectively to Clove, not because I love her but because she is like a sister to me, and Thresh is her murderer. Wait, I'm his murderer.

I drop my hold on Clove and nod towards Thresh.

"I'm sorry I killed you."

His gaze stays like a stone for a moment more before it melts. This stuns me a little bit.

"All of us are; it is all because of the Capitol that we have hurt each other."

Thresh turns and leaves, after that no one visits me.

"So…why aren't we dead?" I ask Clove.

"Why are you acting different?" Clove crosses her arms and stares at me coldly.

"I'm confused…and I've learned things." She scoffs at my answer and turns to the TV.

"Just kill him already!" she shouts as the two lovers talk. Ha, Lover boy hasn't given up the act. He should know that Katniss doesn't love him, it's obvious.

We see them try and kill themselves with nightlock berries. Stupid girl, just kill him!

Fortunately Katniss doesn't and they are stopped from swallowing them. Hurray, they're the victors.

"That was an interesting Hunger Games…" I say out loud.

"Yeah, 'interesting', start talking mister." Clove turns back to me and tries to search her jacket for a knife, old habits die hard.

Why is she demanding me for something I don't know about?

"Why didn't you win?" she says, hands shaking.

"Excuse me? Oh yeah, because I was thrown to the dogs, devoured…that type of stuff." I say, but I can see her getting really mad, struggling to control herself.

"You promised you would win! You promised!" Clove starts to do weird strangling motions and a tear actually slips down her cheek.

"Crying? Are you serious?" Back home in the academy, they told us never to cry, its weakness and weakness is frowned upon.

Two men come into the room and take Clove away, who is kicking and screaming.

"No! It's okay! She's disoriented! Don't hurt her!" I pound on the metal door and shout, anger building up in me. What was that all about?

Defeated, I turn around and sit on the bed hard, metal bed.

Soon the door opens and I hurry out, looking for Clove…or just someone to beat up to tell me where she is. I arrive at a large room, much like the training center in the Capitol but more advanced and detailed. A boy, looks like the one from 3 that I killed passes by and I grab his shoulder.

"Hey, where's Clove?" He just stares at me, very scared and shocked by the fact that I'm being civil with him.

"I-I- I don't know." The boy mumbles.

"Please." I say.

"Check the mental ward." I let go of his shoulder and he runs away.

They put her where? How dare they!

I speed off down the halls, following the signs until I can hear a doctor say 'the girl from 2'.

"Where's Clove?" I demand. They look at me and then laugh.

"She's in here, we're keeping her confined for her own safety." The first one replies, not even looking up. I grab his arm, twisting it until he answers me.

"Open it!" I yell. He lets out a wail of agony as I start to hear cracking noises.

"Okay! Okay!" he opens the door and I throw him to the ground and run in. Clove is sitting in the middle of the room, cutting the floor with a knife.

"Come on Clove, let's go." I hold out my hand but she just shakes her head sadly and goes back to cutting the floor.

"Clove?" she doesn't answer me and the look on her eyes is clear that she hates me now. Frustrated I storm out and back to the training room I found.

I pick up a deadly sword and quickly slash apart a dummy. Again and again I do this until I would've been unable to stand when a small girl comes over, a little frightened.

She has dark brown skin and eyes and stood leaning forward, on her toes, with both arms slightly extended. This stance made her look like a bird, ready to take flight.

I recognize her as the girl from district 11 and don't feel like talking to her.

"Hello?" she says.

I only grunt to show that I've heard her and keep on practicing with my sword.

"Why are you training? It's all over?" she asks, tentatively like she would bolt any second.

"Kid, it's all I've ever known." I tell her without pausing, expecting her to leave.

Instead she stands there and watches me, assessing my every move. Finally I don't see her but when I turn to strike the next dummy she's right in front and I barely have time to stop my blade from hitting her, yet I do.

"WHAT WERE YOU THINKING? I COULD"VE KILLED YOU!" I shout. Instead of being scared, she's right there smiling.

"I knew it." The girl says.

"Knew what?" I grin coldly at her, not in a friendly but in a way more like, you dare?

"That you aren't a cold-blooded killer, I'm Rue."

Rue holds out her hand for me to shake, and I do, chuckling darkly at her guts.

"Thank you…I think. Name's Cato."
Rue frowns when I bend to pick my sword and kicks it across the room.

"That was dangerous." I say as she makes me sit down and hands me a cup of water. Rue makes me drink it all and I chuckle and shake my head.

"I don't get it," I say.

"Why are you being nice to me…and why aren't we dead?"

Rue sits down next to me and loses her smile.

"We never went into the games, those were virtual versions of ourselves, and our minds were transferred. So I figured if all of that was fake, why hold it against you?"

I take a swig of water and turn to her.

"That just might be the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me." She laughs and points to my arm, which has a small cut on it.

"Howja get that?" she asks and pours some water on it to clean it out.

"How do you think I was supposed to stop the blade?" Isn't she supposed to be smart?

Rue nodded thoughtfully before squeaking a small "Sorry.".

Looking down at her I laughed, she was so tiny next to me.

"Rue?" Thresh poked his head into the room and then walked in.

"Why are you with him?" he pointed to me with a hint of disgust.

"That's what I'm still trying to figure out." I mumble but Thresh shoots me a glare.

"To give him a second chance," Rue says, puffing her chest up slightly.

"I'm trying to keep you safe and I don't want you around him." Thresh gently grabbed Rue's arm and pulled her out of the room. I don't blame him, I'm a horrible person.

I sit there on the ground for a while, remembering every tribute I killed, all for what? For honor! Stupid honor and pride that my district has enough of! In other words; who to avoid.

Ouch…that's a lot. And Clove hates me…Why? Because I didn't win? Because I killed a lot of people? If so that's pretty unfair because SHE tortured people to death; I ended their lived quickly!

"Cato, it's time for lunch, you have to come." A staff member poked his head into the room to summon me. I groaned and followed him into a large room. The Mess hall was just a plain room with several tables for seating and tons of food. Immediately I know it's all healthy and good for you. Hooray…

I only take a small loaf of bread and sit at the very end of the table where no one comes to sit by me. That's a relief…except for when I see Clove glaring at me. Why? Rue tries to come over but I'm finish with my food and storm back to the sword room.

When I get back there's a bed in the corner with light grey sheeting and a single white pillow. I sit down and bury my face in my hands, thinking I'd rather be dead. Really, all my confidence is gone and I don't know where I am. This has a bigger effect on me than anyone may think.

Who am I?

Before long some doctors come into my room with a bunch of machines and wires. They tell me to take off my shirt and then they stick a bunch of the wires on my chest and arms, and one on my face.

"You're too stressed…try and relax…" He says as he turns some dials on the machine.

"Um, no, can you get these off me?" I snap.

"Cato, please cooperate with me!" the doctor stresses as he writes down some notes.

"'I'll do this later." I rip some of the wires off me and storm out of the room, t=several people yelling at me. As I pass by one room I see some doctors doing something to Rue's face, she's obviously not a fan because tears are streaming down her cheeks.

"Leave her alone!" I push them back and take Rue's hand, but she jumps on me and gives me a hug. Okay…

"I don't want to listen to them…" she whimpers.

We walk back to the Mess Hall and hide in a closet while chewing on some flaky white bread with a dose of honey, both of us are smiling. Once we're sure that we're okay we walk out.

"Do you want to watch a movie with me and Thresh?" Rue offers.

"I thought he didn't like me…" I say.

"Tough luck for him." She smirks and I want to burst out laughing.

"Alright…"

"You should…Er…go get ready."

By get ready she probably means go get a shirt on, but hey, I can't help it if I like to show off my abs, these are 18 years in the making. We walk past my room to grab my shirt and then I follow her, putting it on as we go.

Why am I hanging out with her?

"Rue! I told you…Never mind." When we walk in Thresh barely acknowledges me as me and Rue sit down on the leather couch. The TV is an impressive flat screen, about as big as me.

The movie is some weird Melancholy movie that Makes Rue cry but I and Thresh don't bat an eye. How silly this is.

Rue falls asleep, clinging tightly to my arm, when Thresh finally talks to me.

"Why does she like you so much?"

"I don't know… I'm a cold-blooded killer." I say and sigh.

"She told me how you got upset when you almost hit her with the sword." Thresh says absentmindedly, he sounds like he doesn't want to give me credit. That's okay, I don't blame him.

"Rue just got in the way of my strike…" I mumble. Humble? No, I just know I'm a bad person and I shouldn't take any credit.

"I hate you so much, you know that?" he says.

"Really? Thanks for informing I totally didn't know that…" I roll my eyes and stare at the screen where this stupid girl is singing some stupid sob song.

"But you're not next to me mentally,

Your body heat is ice as you stare into the distance;

You're not entirely there…"

How more stupid can the Capitol get? Who gives a thing about dim-witted things and movies?

"You're not entirely there, give yourself some slack…" Thresh says, obviously noticing my gears turning fast in my brain and my interested expression.

"I thought you hated me." I say absentmindedly.

"I do, but you're being unfair to yourself." He says casually.

"Maybe I'll do that when I can figure out why Clove is mad…"

Thresh sighs deeply and turns to me.

"Why do you care what she thinks?" he asks.

"Because she matters to me…when I first met her she tried to stab me…" the last part I didn't mean to say but clearly it amuses Thresh.

"She's a nice one…" He says.

"Maybe I don't hate you….if it weren't for all this….stuff…from the games we might've been friends…" Thresh said absentmindedly. I let out a dark chuckle, amused by his statement. Friends? Does he hate me or not?

"You're confusing," I say.

"You're a lost puppy." Is all he says to my comment.

I cock my head in confusion.

"Ok, I hate you a little but we can be friends." Thresh grudgingly concludes.

"I prefer the term acquaintances." My reply is sincere when I answer. Thresh sighs and nods his head.

"So why don't you hate me? I killed you, faster than I wanted to…stupid falling rocks…" I mumble and Thresh groans.

"Ok, never mind, I still hate you." Thresh says and I feel Rue stirring next to me and we both shut up.

Her large brown eyes flicker open and she glances at me sleepily as if nothing had happen but I can feel her trembling slightly and her eyes give away stress. She reminds me of my little sister, Hasta, except for the fact that Rue admits weakness.

Hasta was much different in looks with her tow-head hair and tall and bony frame. She had icy blue eyes like me and we looked much alike.

Rue is very different from Hasta in looks and it makes me almost want to cry that I can't ever see my little sister. And if I have to see Katniss's little sister Primrose, I might just kill something, they look so much alike. So much.

"Did you have a nightmare?" I ask her, sweetness in my voice I only used for Hasta.

Rue nods her head and sits up, embarrassed to be caught.

"Transparent, that's what you are,

A wisp of you left to haunt me

Because I know you're not entirely there…" The stupid singer, though good and pretty, walks along the beach as shadows in the shape of her and her dude dance and stuff like that. Again, I can't stress this enough, stuuuuupid.

"Just watch the movie," I say, trying to shake off the brotherly approach I had a minute before.

"Alright well I'm gonna go."I stand up and quickly leave the room and head down the hall, anywhere would be welcomed.

I'm around the hospital when a hand on my shoulder stops me. I turn around to see a nurse staring kindly at me. She's a blonde with her hair tied back in a bun and a lot of eye shadow and mascara on, though not ridiculously. Her grin is scaringly, dazzling white and freaks me out.

"Cato is it? You're overdue for your examination, if you would please come here by tonight to receive it we could do it gently." O grunt and push her aside, continuing my wandering until I find a giant pool.

It's marked with black lines and a few numbers so I guess it's for laps. Works for me.

I take off my shirt and go to the part of the pool where it's so shallow you can lay down without getting a mouthful of water and this is what I do. The water is freezing but I don't care. It numbs me, and I really need numbness right now.

I stare up at the ceiling and count the little specks, trying to keep myself busy. The song in the movie haunts me because I know ever since I glared at the Fire Girl at the chariots, it layed out my destiny and I haven't been entirely there.

Ok…Sorry if I don't write Cato good but he is confused and shaken. Let me know what you want to happen in the story and what tributes you want him to meet!