Hello my little lovelys. I have been working on other stories. Check out the last thoughts one-shot. LOVE YOU! I hope you enjoy but this is not going to be the best chapter ever. It will get better. I'm sorry. I will update shortly after this.

~The gong is about to sound. HAPPY HUNGER GAMES! MWHAHAH!~

Clove's Point Of View

39, 38, 37, 36, 35,

Every second gets closer to the bloodbath. Even though I know Cato will easily win, I still worry about him. What if the careers turn their backs on him so they can get him out early? No, they couldn't do that. They need him.

24, 23, 22, 21, 20, 19,

Cato is ready. He is staring at a long shiny sword. The smirk on his face grows. The sword is the weapon of his choice. If he gets this then nobody else stands a chance. I feel a smirk crawl onto my face. In one year I will be standing on that platform, ready to win. I am going to be a victor. And so is Cato.

5, 4, 3, 2, 1.

"Let the games begin," I say laughing.

Cato's Point Of View

5,

I am ready.

4,

I have trained for this.

3,

I am going to win.

2,

I am the next victor.

1,

Let the games begin.

I sprint to the sword laying in the middle of the tall grass. A weak kid from district 7 gets in my way and I snap his neck and continue. When I reach the swords I chase people down and slice them in half. I believe I end up killing 4 including the one who's neck I snapped. I walk over to the other careers.

"How many did you kill?" I ask them as they grab some supplies.

"Two," say the boy from Four.

"One," says the boy from One ( I believe his name was Alpha).

"Two," the girls from 4 and 1 say at the same time.

I turn to Avery. "No one. I was busy looking for supplies," Avery says looking down.

Avery is a weak leak.

"Four," I say proudly.

"Eleven down," Neon says smiling. We gather the supplies and make a base beside the river.

By night we killed one more. Idiot, lighting a fire. Stupidness is a hazard. Twelve are dead. Eleven people to die and I win. When we kill a couple more people more people I will take the night watch and kill the other careers in their sleep.

~One week later~

Cato's Point Of View

The feast was yesterday and Alpha, Neon, Avery and I are the only ones left of the career pack. Including myself, six people are still alive. Everyone is asleep. I take my sword and wake up Neon. If I'm going to take anyone, it's gonna be Neon. He is the next best but I can take him if it comes to it.

"Kill them," I say. He nods, understanding my plan in the blink of an eye.

Neon kills Alpha and I behind Avery with my sword. I bet Clove is throwing a party back at home. I bet she is grinning from ear to ear. "But it would be interesting to see you get beheaded in the games." That is for you Clover. I miss her smile, and her laugh.

~A Few days later~

As I bring my sword towards him I know this will be the end of him. Neon falls to the ground and I know there is no chance of him living. I know where I cut him.

"It's been an honor being your ally," Neon says, his eyes fluttering, fighting to stay open, fighting to stay alive. But it's no use.

BOOM. There is the cannon. I win. I'm coming back as a victor. I am coming back to see Clove.

Clove's Point Of View

He did it. Cato won. He is a victor. He is coming home.

~A week and a half later~

Clove's Point Of View

Cato walks onto the stage in the square of our district. The same one he was reaped on only a few weeks ago. Everyone starts to clap. Cato brought pride to District Two. When Cato sees me he jumps into the crowd and runs towards me. The cameras follow him as he makes his way towards me. When he gets close enough I jump into his arms and he spins me around. A smile is on my face as Cato releases me from the embrace. Cato's lips meet mine and the whole crowd goes crazy. When we finally pull apart I stare into his icy blue eyes.

"Don't you ever leave me again," I say wrapping my arms around his neck.

"Don't worry," He whispers in my ear.

Hey y'all. This chapter sucks. I'm sorry I am just trying to get throught this because my main focus is Clato. Sorry for my horrible writing. The next chapter will be better. I promise, I will write out Clove's games better. When the rebels well, rebel, Katniss WILL be the mockingjay. That is going to be fully wrote out. Review. I know this is bad, no need to be rude about it though, my beautiful little clovers. Did I tell you I love you! Yes, okay good.

~Clover