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"Listen to the mustn'ts, child. Listen to the don'ts. Listen to the shouldn'ts, the impossibles, the won'ts. Listen to the never haves, then listen close to me... Anything can happen, child. Anything can be."

-Shel Silverstein

Training with weapons was impossible for Daniel. He just couldn't find something that he had natural talent in. Cato was getting impatient. He had vowed not to help a useless tribute, even though Daniel was his own. But he still couldn't stop himself from going to the training room and watching the small child fail over and over again. Daniel tried swords the first day, and twisted his wrist twice because he couldn't find a light one. The next day he tried knives and spears. They ended up scattered on the floor because Daniel's arms weren't long enough to throw very far. The third day was spent with survival skills, traps and identifying plants. Those three stations were the only ones Daniel was any good at. And the worst part was, whenever the other tributes called Daniel 'worthless' or 'a wimp', he would just brush it off and give them a small smile. That drove Cato crazy. If it were him who was being bullied, he would've pulled up his sleeves and beaten some sense into those idiots. But Daniel was nothing like his brutal mentor. They were physically alike and mentally very different.

Finally, the day for the tributes to show the Gamemakers their skill arrived. Alisa patted Daniel on the back and told him he would do just fine. When it was Daniel's turn to go in, Cato opened a bottle of vodka and poured himself a glass. Alice, another Victor of District 2, had inquired about the bottle of alcohol and Cato had answered, "In all my years of mentoring, none of my tributes have gotten lower than 9. I think today is the day when one of my tributes is going to break that record. I'd rather be drunk than sober when that happens." And he gulped down the first glass.

Daniel's personal session was over soon and Cato was already 6 glasses drunk. When they returned to their floor, Alisa plopped down on the sofa. "I think we should enjoy dinner here so that we can see the scores too."

The Avoxes served them dinner and Cato finished the remainder of his third bottle. Alica was in her room, not wanting to take part of the 'drunk fun'. Alisa was munching on a chicken leg and Daniel was nibbling on a dinner roll. Cato had laid down on one sofa, head resting on one arm and a hand rubbing his temple. He had tried to get drunk but instead developed a piercing headache. He finally let out an agonizing groan and sat up. "Someone get me a bucket." He moaned.

An Avox ran in with a bucket just as Cato threw up. Half an hour later, Cato lifted his head out of the bucket and grabbed the towel an Avox was holding. He wiped his face and pulled off his shirt, exposing his sweaty chest. "Turn on the TV." He mumbled and let his head rest back against the lush pillows of the sofa. Alisa turned it on and instantly the dark screen was taken over by Caesar Flickerman. He gave them all a wide grin and began his usual speech. Alisa turned down the volume, not wanting to hear what he had to say. After a while, she turned up the volume.

"Hey! He's about to start!" She exclaimed and Cato looked up. Daniel put down his half-nibbled dinner roll.

Caesar began with the District 1 male, Lionel Grafe. He got a score of 9 and his partner, Flamingo Strig, got an 8. Cato leaned in as soon as Caesar announced Daniel's name. "Daniel Jay Harrison with a score of... 7."

Cato let out a groan. "7? A bloody 7?" He demanded.

Daniel looked down and Alisa instantly put an arm around him. "Hey, hey, hey, Cato. Stop it. The poor kid hasn't been near a training center his entire life. At least he got a 7. You need to stop bullying him."

Cato glared at her and got up off the sofa before leaving the room. Alisa pulled Daniel closer and grinned. "Hey, kid, look. I got an 11."

Daniel smiled. "That's great. Congratulations." He said.

Alisa ruffled his hair. "Don't worry, Danny. I got your back."

Cato didn't visit his tributes the next day, after they got ready for their interviews. Alice and Brutus had helped them with their roles and what angle they would be playing at. Cato hadn't talked to either of them and had stayed locked up in his room the entire day. When the interviews were about to start, Alice knocked on his door. "When do you plan on coming out?" She asked. "Daniel's interview is about to start." Cato could hear the TV in the living room. Caesar had just announced Daniel's name.

"I don't know." He grumbled. He was sitting on the edge of his bed wearing a simple black shirt and jeans. His hair wasn't gelled like usual and his eyes were red.

"Didn't get any sleep last night?" Alice folded her arms across her chest.

"No. I was busy. Thinking about something." Cato answered.

"Well, that's dangerous." Alice mocked. "What were you 'thinking' about?"

"Daniel." Cato ran a hand through his limp hair. "I don't know... He just looks- I mean, acts, so much like someone I knew."

Alice raised an eyebrow. "Who?"

"A girl." Cato furrowed his eyebrows. "A girl I had a one-night stand with. And Daniel's mother, I met her a while ago, she looks so much like that girl. Like an elder version."

"So, you think that the girl you had a one-night stand with, was Daniel's mother?" Alice frowned. "What does that have to do with you?"

"That's the thing." Cato was getting frustrated. "This one-night stand happened twelve years ago, I haven't seen her since. And Alisa was saying something about Daniel looking like me..."

Alice tilted her head, putting the pieces together. But before she could say anything, she heard Caesar laugh and say, "My, my, my, Daniel. I just noticed the striking resemblance you have to one of your blonde mentors. Doesn't he look so much like our Cato?"

The audience cheered and this time, Cato heard Daniel's reply,

"That's because he's my father."

A/N: And the truth is out, folks! With only half a day left before the Games, what will Cato do? Oh great, I'm creating suspense for myself! I'm going to get started on the next chapter and get that as soon as possible too!