Chapter 1:

Cato

I'm standing off to the side of the training room, drinking water, when the blade shoots into the wall, barely an inch from my face. I jump, the slightest motion. Ugh. I'm off my game today. I turn around and spot the thrower, standing in a cocky stance that infuriates me so.

Clove tilts her chin at me and grins. "Lucky you were standing so far back. I misjudged."

"What the hell, Clove?" I snap. We both know perfectly well that had she really wanted to, she could have pinned me to the wall by my hair. "Fuck off."

"Mhm, you just won't admit that I had you scared for a minute there," she says with a smug smile. I growl and pull myself up to my full height, 6'3. Clove is a measly 5'2, despite all her deadliness.

"Oh you wanna settle this, here, now, kitten?" I barely manage to control my voice.

"Sure. I know you're scared," she smirks again. Truth be told, I'm confident in my abilities, but that little girl is FAST.

I adopt a cocky grin and tilt my chin. "Try me."

"My knives versus your…ah…gargantuan piece of crap," she says, nodding toward the sword strapped across my back.

NOBODY INSULTS MY BABY AND GETS AWAY WITH IT. "Oh, its on," I growl. "It's on."

A/N: Sooooooo this is how that fight in the prologue began, just FYI. It probably doesn't even make sense, but I kinda wrote this after I wrote that one...so...yeah. =P I'll get working on a new chapter today, so keep an eye out. PLEASE READ AND REVIEW SOME SUGGESTIONS AS TO WHAT YOU WANT TO HAPPEN BEFORE THE GAMES. Thanks!