Cato's POV:

About halfway through the night, two sponser gifts arrive. One after the other. The loud beeping sound they make wakes up both of the girls. Brooke catches on first and slowly crawls the seven or eight to where I am. May walks solely on her knees to me once she is more awake. We all read the letters that come with the givts. The first one says:

Cato,

I have no Idea, absolutely no idea why you have kept her alive. But, now that she's still alive, you'll have to save her till the end. It's all on you to bring our district pride. Use your common sense.

- Enobaria

May and Brooke both look really mad. "Well, on that lovely note, I'm gonna go... hunt." Brooke says.

"You can't handle hunting." I say.

"Watch me." she shoots back. She grabs her bow and arrows, and walks away.

May, on the other hand, looks at me. She doesn't think I'll make it. She grabs her sword and her knives, and storms away. Although, I could have sworn I heard hermutter, "I'll show her." before she left. Meanwhile, I open the other note.

Career Kid,

Ha. I knew this would happen. Boy, am I good. Give her the medicine. If she comes back, that is.

-Haymitch

Wonderful. Just wonderful.

Brooke's POV:

Ugh. I knew this would happen. I knew it.

How could I have been so naive? I know how to survive. I just fell into the career's trap. If Haymitch is out there watching, he's probably either cussing me out, or saying,"Ha, I told ya so."

In my anger, I manage to shoot down seven birds. Then I hear a scream. It sounded like it was nearby. I look around. Then I hear it again, and a cannon. Then I hear running, and before I know it, the pair from nine are right next to me.

The boy laughs. He pulls out a knife, and throws it. I duck, just in time so it doesn't hit my neck, but it manages to hit the bridge of my nose. The girl starts to swing with a sword. She obviously isn't a swordsman, so I manage to shoot her pretty easy. She crumples to the ground, and the cannon goes off. The boy gets really mad, and he starts to throw the knives again. One hits me in the shoulder. I shoot, but the shots aren't fatal. I get him in the shoulder, kneecap, and wrist.

He throws another knife, and it hits me in the thigh. I get really mad, and shoot. It hits him in the neck. He crumples, screams, and dies. The cannon blasts. That's it. I run all the way back to our camp. When I get there, I see Cato, but not May.

"Where's May?" I ask.

"You didn't see the dead tribute slideshow?"

"No, I was too busy trying not to join them." I shoot back.

"She's dead."

"Oh."

He looks bad. He probably needs to sleep. "I'll take watch. You can go to sleep or whatever."

He turns to look at me. He sees all the blood. "That can wait. Here, your mentor sent you some medicine." He gives me a giant shot. It stings, but only temporarily. "You can go to sleep now." I say. He does, and I'm all alone, watching for other tributes.

I take time to think. There were ten tributes this morning, Gleam, Sparkle,May, and the two from nine died. Not counting myself, there are only four left.


Cato's POV:

Three days. Three days go by with no action. The gamemakers are gonna get restless. We wake up.

Brooke looks at me. "We're gonna need to hunt. The birds I got the other day are gone. Do you want to go, or do you want me to go?"

"I'll go." I answer.

I grab a spear, and walk to the forest area. I needed time to think. Truthfully, we don't need food. We have about three packs loaded with it. I really came out here for alone time only. That's when I see the tribute. He comes out from nowhere, but, this is what I trained for. He comes by and tries to attack me. As if. And before he can even scream, I have him speared. The cannon fires. I go back, to find Brooke drinking water. "What? You don't even care? That could hace been me." I say angrily.

"Cato, counting you, besides myself, there's only one person left. Was it that bad that I want to win?" she says back. She actually has a point.

"Whatever." I say back.

"Did you get any food?"

"We don't need it. We have packs galore of food." I shoot back.

"Dang, sorry." she says.

Brooke's POV:

Dang, Cato is really could be May's death, but I dunno. We are both just... I don't even know anymore. I thought everything would fall into place. I thought that if I'd procrastinate long enoug, the problems would solve themselves. Boy, was I wrong. It took me to long to realize, nobody's coming to save me now. That's how it's been all my life, why would it be any different now.

It's time to start solving my own problems. It's time to watch out myself. It's time to grow up. After all, you can't win if you're afraid to lose.

"Look, I know how it is to lose somebody close to you. So cut the crap and get over it. Did you expect to come in the games and everything would be perfect. You trained for this." I say.

"You don't know what you're talking about!" he yells.

I laugh, probably like a maniac. "I do know what I'm talking about!"

Then, we hear growling. We turn, and come face to face with the ugliest mutt ever. It is jet black. Its mouth has blood dripping from it, then we hear a cannon go off. It's just us two. The mutt starts chasing me. I grab my bow and run, or climb. I climb up to the top. Cato climbs right behind me. The mutts start jumping. I shoot them down, when I run out of arrows, Cato spears them. Then more and more keep coming.

"What do we do?" Cato yells over all the noise that they are making.

"We have to kill eachother. Thet's what they want. The games are taking too long they want them to end!" I say.

Almost immediatly, the mutts are sucked into the ground.

"I guess that is what they want." Cato says. Then, he lunges for me and pushes me off the cornucopia.I hit the ground with a thud. I see the sun come up really fast. They want to see the action perfectly.

I pop up fast, the hot metal ground is burning me. Cato hops off and jumps on me. He pins me to the ground. I fight, I kick and try to turn him, but I can't. The ground is searing my skin. He pulls a knife out of his pockrt. Gee, where was that when the mutts were here? He attempts to stab me. That's when the adrenaline kicks in. I flip him over. I'm on top of him.

Out of nowhere, a fireball comes and hits my side. I fall to the ground and curl up. He takes the chance to get on top of me again.

Y'know how they say you can't feel two kinds of pains at the same time? They lied. Because right now, I couldn't decide which hurt most, my side or my back. But, once again, adrenaline kicks in. And I'm on top of him.

But, once again, a fireball hits me. This time, I don't think I'll make it. Cato is on top of me, and my whole body is burning! I'm hoping, no praying that adrenaline will kick in again. But it doesn't. I'm on my own.

Cato raises his knife. I can just see the gamemakers smiling. I think that's what makes me do it. I flip him over, one last time, and rip his knife out of his hand.

I'm on top of him now, and I raise the knife and right as I'm bringing it down, ready to stab him, Cladius Templesmith's voice rings out," NO STOP! Don't kill him, you both win, May I present you with your victors of the seventy third hunger games, Cato Hall and Brooke Hays!"

That's it. We won.

The hovercraft comes to get us. I climb up, and instantly, I am frozen again.

The second we get into the hovercraft, I pass out. I'm utterly exhausted.

Cato's POV:

She passes out. I catch her. When I look at her, I can't help but feel terrible. She's so burned, she is unrecognizable. She looks so weak and innocent. I wish I could help her.

A capitol doctor rushes over and takes her from my arms. They rush her to a compartment. I try to follow, but some other capitol doctors restrain me.

"She's hurt!"

"She'll be fine, they know what they're doing." A doctor says calmly, leading me to a compartment.

"SHE NEEDS HELP!" I yell, then I am drugged until I pass out.