Cato's POV: As I put a knife in Clove's hand, I don't feel guilty. The apology I made was fake. All of this is the perfect trick.

I don't see Glimmer anywhere around, but I really have to go to the bathroom. As I run out, I hear Glimmer say, "And I'd just kill those children if they got into my drawer again."

I smirked. "Glimmer! The drawer is open and they're holding knives!" Glimmer turned to me. "Oh no! I'll be right up," she says in panic.

I laugh evily in my mind. Imagine what she'll do to those kids. But suddenly, everything changed. I look to the door and see peace keepers coming in.

"Glimmer! What's going on?" I ask in panic. "Well, if you wanted to kill these kids, they're going to kill you."

I gasped. "No! I'm really sorry this time!" I say. Peace keepers are dragging me out the door.

Glimmer's POV: Ha. Payback time.

Peace keepers drag him out the door. "Wait! I don't want to die! I lo-" but the peace keepers slammed the door shut. "Wait!" I call, opening the door widely.

"Don't kill him! Please, we have children!" I run over to him and hug him. "Just build a jail or something. It's better to teach bad people than to kill them," I say.

The peace keepers whisper together and nod. "We can't build a jail," one of them said. "But we can move him to another district. The closest one is five."

I nod. "Wait! No, Glimmer! How could yo do this to me?" Cato yells. "I love you!" He's trying to get me back, but he can't. "Just tell me that in five years," I say.

The peace keepers drag him away. He's calling for me, but I ignore him.

Cato's so evil. It's weird that they brought him to another district instead of killing him. To be honest, I'd like him dead after what he's done.

I walk back inside, not feeling a touch of guilt. Cato deserved. That evil man shouldn't be mad. When he gets back, should I divorce him? Never mind that.

I go upstairs to check on the kids. Sound asleep. I sigh in relief. "Now that Cato's gone," I say evily, "I can buy myself a car." I smirk and count my money.

Suddenly, I pause. I look down the hall. Now that he's gone, maybe I can "borrow" some of his money, I think.

Cato's POV: "Stop! Wait! Take me back!" I yell, fidgeting in the carseat. The peace keepers ignore me completely. "Let's just kill him," one of them says. The others nod and stop the car. "No! I have a wife! I have children!" I scream, trying to get free from their grasp. "Yeah, that's why you're being taken in the first place. Get the guns, guys!" one says. I scream. The peace keepers still ignore me. One holds up a gun. "No! Stop this inst-" but before I finish, I'm dead.

Glimmer's POV: 100, 101, 102... this is perfect! I think while counting Cato's money. I look out the window; I can see District 5 from here. But when I look down, I see something horrible.

"Cato!" I scream. I see peace keepers dragging him around. His face is pale and his chest isn't moving. They killed him.

A tear runs down my cheek. Suddenly, I start to madly sob. I wanted him to be gone, but not forever. I jumped down on his bed and sobbed into a pillow. I couldn't even think about anything else, not even the kids.

Now I guess I'm just a single mother...a lonely, single mother.

I get up and look at my hand. I still have his money. I get up and carefully put it back in his wallet. I start crying even more, thinking of how my children will never have a dad.

I look out the window. I pull the curtain halfway down, blocking the scene of a dead Cato. It's raining. Why does it have to rain?

When going back to my room, I do something in memory of Cato: I take my money and put it in his wallet. He needs it more than I do.

I tak a glance over at my bed the kids are still asleep, as cute as ever. But even that won't help the fact that Cato's dead.

"This must be a mistake, sir! This went all wrong!" a man says, scratching is dirty blond hair. "Well, you can't do anything about it. She thinks your gone," another man says with an evil smirk. The blond-haired man looked in his pocket. This knife should do me some good, he thinks. He takes out a knife and holds it up against the man's neck. "You say one more thing and you get it," the blond says. The other man shivers, the chill of a knife positioned on his neck. "She hates you now, doesn't she?" the man says. The blond gets so furious, he quickly slashes his knife to the right decapitating the man. The blond smirks. "I haven't done that in a while," he says, blowing on the knife before putting it back in his pocket.

The blond walks out the door and sees a mansion. "Home, here I come!" says a happy, alive, breathing Cato.