The story of tributes. Tributes who we're only concerned with the fact that they could lose their lives. But what about the others things they lost while they were in the Hunger Games? If you die, you lose everything. But even when you win, you truly lose.

A/N: This story is basically going to have chapters, all about different tributes who participated in the Hunger Games, whether they won or not. The perspective could be from someone in the District's, the Capitol, or some other place, but that will never be known. This is going to explain the thing each tribute TRULY lost while they fought to the death. If you have a suggestion, review with the character you'd like to see and what they truly lost, and I may or may not consider writing it. The title of each chapter is what the tribute lost while in the Games. These chapters aren't going to be that long. I honestly, and I apologize for this, don't know when I'm going to update this next. I have a lot of major projects and exams coming up, so I'll be pretty occupied.

Disclaimer: Sigh... I am not Suzanne Collins, and I NEVER will be. Therefore, you guessed it, I don't own the Hunger Games, the tributes, or anything remotely involved with the novels.

Cato Narcis - District 2

Cato Narcis of District 2 is crazy. That's all there is to it. That boy, no one ever thought that it would go this far. He was certainly dangerous, there was no doubt about that, but no one ever believed he would lose all control over his mind. District 2 tributes are supposed to be the strongest, the fiercest, the winners, but he isn't. Cato may be the type of tribute the Capitol audience gets consumed with watching, but is it necessarily a good thing? They love him because he adds the touch of unstableness the Games always seem to need.

We, everybody in Panem, knows why it happened. He went crazy after the Clove girl died, swearing to get vengeance on the girl on fire from District 12 and the boy from District 11. Her death ultimately consumed his thoughts, and he became obsessed with trying to kill the girl. Every thought, every movement, every breath was centered around that promise he made to his partner. He had truly gone over the edge, pushed by a force that was torn between two things. Staying sane, or keeping his promise.

I actually felt bad for the kid. He may have volunteered for this, knew what was coming, but no one, not even the craziest person in this world, deserved what he was going through. Cato didn't deserve to be sitting alone, his clothes ripped and bloodied, while his mind was filled with thoughts of his dead partner. His fingers always trembled, and he clutched a knife when he slept. Unknown to the other tributes, Cato was slowly slipping into the brink of insanity.

His mental condition was truly found out by the audience when he went after the District 11 boy. We all knew it would happen, and that Cato would not stop until the massive dark-skinned boy was dead. It was a fight that will be remembered for years to come, bloody and horrifying, and no one, not even the tiniest child in District 12, could tear their eyes off of the screen. Every person in existence watched as Cato tortured that boy, Thresh I think his name was, until he begged for mercy. That was what truly shocked us all. Even though he was a formidable competitor, Thresh was begging for Cato to stop and he wouldn't. It was then I looked away, when Cato refused to stop. He said something that will be burned into my mind forever.

"You think I'm going to let you die peacefully you filthy coward? You will not die an easy death. I will torture you until the ground runs red with your blood..."

Cato kept his promise when he said that. He ran his sword down the length of the boy, covering his arms, legs, torso, face, everything, with wounds so deep you could hardly look at him anymore. Dawn was only beginning to break when Cato's sword finally struck down on Thresh's heart, and the District 11 boy took his last breath and left the world forever.

I can guarantee that everyone, after that showing, sat rigid with shock. Not even the moments in the cave with the star-crossed lovers of District 12 would remove the images from our brains. None of us could believe the torture Thresh had been through, and how afterwards Cato had glanced towards the stars, whispering something about revenge to his long-gone partner.

Watching him through the games was torture, even for me. He watched Thresh's face appear in the sky, and smiled in triumph, like it was something to be proud of. When the girl from District 5 appeared in the sky, his smile grew feral and we all watched as he shined the blade of his sword on his shirt, getting ready for the lovers to appear. He disappeared into the woods for hours, and while the camera's were focused on the lovers, something menacing came out to play.

The final battle was terrible. Cato got chased into the clearing by mutts, running past Katniss and Peeta without even realizing. He was in a blind panic, but not because of death, because he was afraid his promise would be broken. He had Peeta, and was so close to only having Katniss as an opponent, when he was shot. Falling over the edge, I actually closed my eyes when the mutt's howls grew louder as they fell on their prey. I only glanced at the screen one more time, and that was to see the lead mutt, the one with shaggy dark brown fur and jade green eyes that represented Clove, grab Cato's throat in her jaws.

It lasted for hours, and I was almost relieved when the mutts disappeared and Cato was left alone when I seen his body. It was unrecognizable, torn and shredded so it didn't even look like he was human. When Katniss leaned over the edge of the cornucopia and shot an arrow into Cato's temple, effectively ending his life, I sent a silent prayer to the girl. She showed mercy when she didn't have to.

I hope that boy is in a better place. I hope that no matter where he is, he is in peace. Maybe now he's regained control of his mind, but I guess that no one will ever truly know what happened inside the head of the bloodthirsty boy from District 2.

His name was Cato Narcis,

and he had lost his sanity.

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