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Amy looked at the two tributes sitting in front of her. The girl looked scared and the boy looked confident. Cato's eyes skimmed over them and sat back. "Okay, so we're your mentors. I want both of you to train properly with all of the weapons." Cato began. The boy rolled his eyes. "No duh. God, you're supposed to be our mentor. Meaning telling us useful strategies, not stuff we learned when we were toddlers."

"You wanna know a strategy?" Cato sneered. "Lose the fucking attitude if you don't want to get your ass kicked in the bloodbath. Because that's the one thing that's gonna get you killed faster then a damn machine gun."

The boy paled and gaped at Cato. The girl looked down and Amy touched Cato's arm lightly. "Cato, let me handle this." She said and Cato got up from his chair and left the cabin. Amy sighed and then turned to the tributes. She held out her hand to the girl. "I'm Amy."

"I'm Susan." The girl answered with a shy smile. Amy turned to the boy and held out her hand again. "And you are?" She asked.

"Flame." The boy muttered and Amy smiled warmly at him. "The main thing you have to keep in mind during the games is that you should focus more on surviving rather then killing."

"What?" Flame asked in disbelief. He looked at Amy as if she was crazy.

"Yes, because if you don't have food or water, then you have more chances of dying then by a tribute. That's why when you get in the arena, grab some supplies and run. Don't focus too much on killing because other tributes will take care of that." Amy explained.

"Aren't we supposed to participate in the bloodbath? I mean, District 2 is known for its skill and strength, not for running like scared twits." Flame growled.

"Yes but you want to win, right? And when you're trying to win, it doesn't matter what you were taught or what you know. It's about surviving. Of course, you can attack a tribute who's trying to kill you as an act of self defence."

"Self defence? What the fuck?" Flame glared at Amy. She smiled at him. "The games aren't what you think they are Flame. When you're in the Arena, then you'll know why I'm telling you to go against killing." Amy tilted her head at Flame whose mouth had dropped open. He quickly closed his mouth and nodded slowly. Susan looked at Amy in wonder. "Wow. You actually shut him up." She said and Amy's smile widened. Flame glared at Susan. "Whatever." He muttered. "I'm going to sleep." Flame left the cabin and Susan followed. Cato re-entered the room. He was shaking his head. "How did you manage to do that?" He asked. Amy kissed his cheek. "I bet you could do it too." She answered and he smiled before pulling Amy into a hug. "Is it any wonder why I love you?"

Amy snuggled closer. "I love you too." She whispered.

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Flame and Susan ran into the TV room where Cato was watching the reapings. "Cato! Amy's lost it!" Flame yelled. Cato jumped up and turned the TV off. "What?" He demanded.

"She's crying and telling someone to stop hurting her." Susan cried. "What do we do?"

Cato pushed the two tributes aside. He ran into the other cabin and saw Amy crouched down in a corner with her knees to her chest and her face buried in her hands. She was trembling. Cato ran to her and lifted her face in his hands. He nearly gasped when he saw her red eyes. Her lips were quivering.

"Amy what's wrong?" Cato asked.

"He was here. He was trying to kill me, just like he killed Lucy." Amy whispered. Cato hugged Amy and smoothed her hair back. "It's okay. He's not here. He won't hurt you." He reassured. Cato rocked Amy until her breathing was even. He picked her up and walked to the bedroom and placed her on the bed. Cato pulled the blanket up to her chin and kissed her forehead before turning the lamp off and walking out of the room. He met Flame and Susan in the hallway. "Is she going to be alright?" Susan asked. Cato nodded slightly. "Great, here we are, stuck with a mental mentor." Flame muttered. Suddenly, Cato pinned Flame against the wall. "Don't ever call her that again or else I'll kill you."

Flame looked at Cato with wide eyes. Cato glared at him and walked away.