"Just do it fast," she pleads.
I can't do it… I can't kill the girl who stood by Rue as she died… Who buried her in flowers as her cannon went off. The rock in my hand falls with a thud to the ground. "Just this once, no more owed! You better run now fire girl!" I throw her the bag with the number 12 and grab the other two numbered 11 and 2. She thanks me with a small nod and runs back into the woods, I sprint for the hill and away, from the moaning dying girl with the smashed skull, and Cato with his spear.
As I crawl into the badger hole that has been my haven for the last two weeks, it starts to rain. Good I think, it will make it harder for Cato to find my den. I decide to have a meal of grain and water before opening the bags. It sticks in my mouth like glue, and I'm so excited to find out what's in the two medium sized back packs, that I force myself to finish before ripping them open in eagerness. District two's contains two packets of beef strips a packet of crackers and assorted nuts, dried fruit and some lamb stew. This makes me chuckle remembering Katniss commenting on how she and Rue blew up their supply of food at the cornucopia . That means that Cato can't feed himself and will eventually die of starvation, so I don't have to battle him, just avoid him until he is weak with hunger; then the job will be easier...
The second bag with the number 11 on it belonging to me contains a full suit of thin body armour, and a sickle, this is a real treat, but before I can try it on The sound of Cato's vengeful voice calling me out of my hiding place stops me in my tracks. He's ten metres away and looking right at me with an evil grin, before his spear pierces my left arm, blood already starting to seep out of the wound and staining my shirt . fear flows through my body and I yank the spear out as I back away crawl away pathetically, like the wounded animal I am, clutching the gaping hole in my arm. I reach the other entrance to the den (badgers always have two entrances to their dens in case one tunnel gets blocked) and I pull out my sickle ready to defend myself, but I don't get the chance., Waiting for me outside the second entrance is Cato, his spear held tight in his hand. Cato is smarter than he looks and has discovered the second entrance, he is waiting for me with spear in hand
Pain explodes through my body, starting in from my chest and finishing at to the tips of my fingers., my vision blurs and Ii hear Cato laughing in satisfaction and revenge, followed by cackling in revenge.I hear the cannon signalling the end of my life…