We ran over to the trail of rocks that went across the river. She had an early start, but we were catching up. She looked back. I then grabbed my sword and sprinted ahead. I could tell she was injured and she would eventually have to stop. She was making this too easy for me.

"Where are you going, girl on fire?" I tease her.

"Get her, Cato!" Clove shouted. I ran faster right after her voice reached my ears.

She started to climb the tree. Once I got to the trunk I looked up. She was still moving up. I laughed at the sight. She really thought that climbing up would save her.

"We got her," Marvel smiled.

"I'm coming for you," I started climbing the tree too. I was going up pretty fast, but she was going faster. I picked up the pace.

"Kill her, Cato!" Clove said. Her words put more weight on my chest. It was more of a demand that a cheer. I didn't want to let her down.

I tightened my grip on the branch on my left, but then it went loose. I was going down. I could feel the gravity pulling me towards the ground.

My body flattened against the dirt. I was looking up to the branches. My whole back felt bruised.

I failed.

I got up, but I didn't dare look at the others.

"I'll do it myself," Glimmer mumbled. She took her bow, and her arrow brushed against Katniss.

"Give me that," I yanked the bow out of her hand and aimed for her head. She only tilted her head slightly making it miss again.

"Maybe you should throw the sword," she mocked us still holding onto the tree. She moved her leg and her pain showed in her face.

I wanted to climb up there and rip her into pieces, but I wasn't going to humiliate myself again. I wasn't going to climb again.

"If we stay down here, she'll have to come down some time," Peeta suggested.

"Okay," I responded. I knew he was just saving time for himself cause if we killed her, then he was next.

We put our stuff on the ground and sat near the tree.

"This better work, lover boy," Glimmer glared at him. She was mad about missing her, I could see the frustration blazing through her eyes.

"How many are left, Clo-?" Marvel asked.

"Eleven," she interrupts.

"Oh," he responds.

The sun was hitting the horizon. I was so tired from the lack of sleep I had gotten the night before. I rested my head and the rest of the night was unclear.

The next thing I knew, I heard buzzing in my ear. I opened my eyes to see bees flying all over me. I ran. I wasn't very sure where, but I just ran until I lost my train of thought.

Those weren't bees. Those were Tracker Jackers. I saw them in one of the games a few years back. They mess with your head. Hallucinations are most common. It can be lethal in some cases. They were never in a swarm like this though.

I tried to get back to the tree, but my vision was cloudy. The forest started caving in on me. I ran faster. Running from the trees that started falling behind me. It felt so real. My vision started to crystallize with tiny slivers of images swiveling around me. The sight reminded me of when I was little and I looked through those little toys called kaleidoscopes. The light was fragmented and changed its design as I moved my head. I tried to concentrate, but it was impossible.

"Go! What are you doing? Run! Go!" I could hear Peeta yelling from a distance.

I ran towards his voice. I was back to the tree. Glimmer's body, almost unrecognizable, laid on the ground immobilized and swollen. I didn't know if her mangled body was my imagination or the Tracker Jackers really did do this to her. The turning crystal images started to fade away. I saw Peeta standing by someone. I still couldn't recognize who it was. I squinted my eyes to focus, but I still could not see. I knew who it was though.

He was helping her. I realized it all. He was helping her escape. He was planning this all along. My feet started running at a faster pace. She was gone, but he was still there.

"You really think you can get away with that?" He was under me. Weaponless, he surrendered. I put my boot against his chest. I raised my sword. His eyes were already closed anticipating the excruciating pain I would bring upon him.

I jabbed my sword into his leg. I could feel the blade hit his bone. I slide it back out. The dark blood glimmered across the sword and was seeping down his leg making a puddle in the rocks.

"May the odds be ever in you favor," I mocked.

His eyes were squinted and he held onto his bleeding leg. I could have finished him off then and there, but he was going to die anyways. Why make it easy when you can make it hard?

I wanted to yell Clove's name, but it would have attracted other tributes to this spot. I walked over to the tree and saw Marvel staring blankly at Glimmer. He didn't cry, but he was definitely sad about her departure. For any tribute, it is a bit hard to see your own kind go. He lost the only thing that reminded him of home.

Clove was over by the packs going through her stuff.

"Ugh. That bitch stole her arrows," she groaned, "we should get out of here soon." She picked up both packs and started heading towards the camp.

I picked up mine and walked beside her. Marvel soon followed.

There were only three of us left. Our alliance was at the brink of extinction.