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Cato's POV
Lately I've either had dreams from the games or no dreams at all. Whenever I spilled water it seemed to flash red before me. It was better than before. When I thought of the games lately, I thought about the good parts such as going hunting staying up and guarding and of course winning. Clove and I still had daily picnics together. Sometimes we walked around town together.
I still was keeping my thoughts on rebellion. Was it really the right thing to do? Rebel? I couldn't decide. My thoughts turned to the other tributes from the other districts, turning to alchohol or morphling just to ease the pain. Before I always told myself it was no big deal, but now I know how hard it is to get rid of all the memories.
I was outside right now, sitting on a bluff of one of the distant cliffs in District Two. If you sat up here at night you could just barely see the lights from the capitol. The sun was starting to disappear from the sky. The capitol was brightly lit from what I could see. Now in my stomach, I felt hate towards the capitol. It was the place that inflicted all the memories. That place scarred me for almost my life. I now thought about some of the victors who commited suicide after the games.
At least I didn't go that far. I reached for a pebble with my right hand.
"Can you take this?" I shouted to the capitol and chucked the rock in their direction. When I was about to head back to my house I heard footsteps.
"Clove!" I was shocked, "How'd you find me?"
"Let's see. I know you just love to look at your enemies, so I knew you'd be looking at the capitol." This girl never failed to surprise me.
"Just so you know, Clove, I'm actually thinking about rebelling with you." I whispered in case people were listening.
"Oh, Is that so?"
"Yeah, I mean I really am thinking about it."
"Hhhhmmm." While she said this she pressed her lips together. "Well Cato, we'll talk tomorrow at the same time and the same time."
When I reached home I got a glass of water then brushed my teeth and went to sleep. It was the first night I had a different dream. This time I dreamed of rebelling against the capitol. If the districts won the rebellion we would be free of the games, but if we lost than we would be punished worse than we ever had. But the rebellion would be just one of the games I won. I wouldn't win it myself, but with the power of people. The sparkling capitol would lose its glow. Personally, I'd like to see that.
Clove's POV
I never would have thought that Cato would actually agree to rebelling against the capitol. In my mind I thought he would totally back out on me. But now I was the one who had to make a plan now. All of the rebellion was up to me. First I had to make a plan in secret with Cato. If you thought about it closely, the rebellion was like a game of chess. You have to plan ahead and go inside your opponent's mind. Also, you could lose all your allies but if you made the right moves you could still win you just couldn't let your leader or leaders fall.
That night I started to make plans on how this whole rebellion would play out. I started to get tired therefore, I went to sleep. In my mind I thought about winning the rebellion and the moves it would take to do so. The whole master plan was now engraved in my brain. I knew what to do now. My plan was unfallable. I would not fail.
(A/N) Well, well, how'd you like it? I'm getting used to using more than one character into my fics, so, I hope you liked it!