Never again
6 months prior to the games...
"Right on the mark, Cato! Keep it up and you'll be hitting your mark every time." I sat down in exhaustion. I needed to take a break from throwing the spear. I wiped sweat from my face, and sipped on a water. I am ready for the games. I KNOW I'm ready. I cannot wait until I can take my vengeance on the capitol. "Cato...I know you want to volunteer for the games, but I think that wouldn't be the wisest decision you've made. People die, Cato. I don't want to see you die. You're the closest thing to a son I've ever had ever since Kol was killed in the games 15 years or so ago." I looked my instructor in the face. He didn't understand anything. He doesn't undertsand my pain, my angst, my vendetta. I HATE the capitol, and I will have my revenge. Never again will I be humiliated.
