My Last Moments

by Isabella Katniss

A series of drabbles about the tributes of the 74th annual hunger games. Some are cute, some heart-wrenching, and some may scare you a little. Rated T for stories about death.

4. Cato

Guess what? FF blocked me until June 1st because of my SYOT! Man, I am really mad at them right now. But with nothing better to do, I can write and write and write to my heart's content. Expect at least 2 new chapters up on all my stories come June 1st. Well, for those select few of you who have been awaiting it, here is the CATO chapter! (and the crowd exhales loudly through their mouths)

District 2-Cato

They are horrible. I can do nothing but scream in agony as a black one, obviously meant to be Thresh, rips into my arm. Body armor is no help to me. Another one runs at me, and in its angry eyes I see Clove. I could appeal to their humanity were these the real tributes. But these beasts have no humanity. The girl and the boy, the ones from 12, are up there. With one final pleading look at the girl, I mouth what I hope is my last word. Please. She notches her bow, and blackness, finally, blackness, descends.