I opened my eyes. There was my old bedroom, metallic decor and all. I sat up and squinted, looking around. Nothing seemed different. But something didn't seem right. My father barged in, just like every morning, with a smack on the head. "Cato! Get up, you have to train!"

"Dad, I just woke up, I don't wa-"

"DAMMIT CATO! You get up and train right now!" He punched me, multiple times in the chest. I attempted to push him away to no avail.

I woke up. There was Clove, elbowing me in the chest. "Dammit Cato! Wake up!" She sounded frantic. I opened my eyes and sat up. Right in front of me, being tied to a tree by Glimmer and Marvel, was Peeta, the District Twelve boy. I immediately grabbed my sword and stood up. "NO! No please don't kill me! I'm here to help you guys!" He panicked, trying to trash against the rope holding him back.

"He's been saying that since he got here, I think he's bullshitting us." Marvel said. "Hold on!" I said, making the District One tributes immediately stop. I walked right up to Peeta, getting as close as possible. Looking down on him, and in my most threatening voice, I said, "What do you mean help?"

"I know that Katniss is your biggest threat! I can find her for you! I can help you kill her!"

This took all of us aback. "How the hell do you know where she is?"

"Didn't you see my interview?" We all shook our heads no. We never even thought of watching the interviews. We figured they didn't matter.

"I… love her. I always have. We kind of have a… thing going. I know how her mind works! I can help you!" He was running short on breath, the anxiety taking a toll on him.

I stepped back and thought long and hard about it. If he knows where Katniss is, I can kill her, eliminating my biggest threat. And I always kill Peeta right after. I'd most definitely kill Peeta right after. But, would Brutus still get me sponsors if I allied with a lower district, fake or not? It was a chance I was willing to take.

"Fine, you're in. But you better know what you're doing lover boy." He smiled, nodded, and freed himself from the ropes. "Where do we start?" I asked menacingly.

"This way! I saw she set up an animal trap over here. It's definitely hers." He began walking away from our campsite. I looked at my other allies. They all looked very weary of the whole idea. "Come on. Let's follow him." They quickly obeyed. As we were walking though, Clove pulled me down to face level again. "Are you sure about this Cato? I don't trust him. And remember Brutus sa-"

"I know what Brutus said Clove." I said through gritted teeth. "But I have a feeling he can lead us to Katniss. She's our biggest threat. Once we find her we can kill him anyway." I stood up tall and jogged up to Marvel.

"Did you stay up last night? Did you see how many died last night?" I asked. "Yeah," he grumbled. "Twelve in total." I spoke up for everyone to hear. "See guys? We're already half way done!" Glimmer cheered, Clove smiled, and even Marvel smirked. Peeta didn't do anything. Just stared straight ahead and kept walking.

As night fell, we all grew tired. "Hey lover boy!" Glimmer shouted, making Peeta turn around. "You said you knew where she was? Why haven't we found her yet?"

"I promise, I'll find her!" He said, refusing to make eye contact. "Alright, you know what? Everyone stop!" I shouted. "We're all exhausted. Let's just set up camp here for the night an-"

"CATO! Cato look!" Marvel shouted, pointing up in the sky. Smoke. Everyone turned to me. I put my finger to my lips and lightly stepped around, trying to make as little noise as possible.

When we finally reached the fire, we saw the District Eight girl. She was trying to warm herself up. I stuck my hand out and put one finger up. Then two. On the third finger, we all jumped out of the bushes and stood behind her.

When she turned around and saw us, she screamed bloody murder. It was cut short though as my sword went through her throat, blood spurting out in all directions, silencing her forever. The cannon fired shortly after. "Lover boy, get her out of here. We'll use her fire as ours." I stated.

Peeta obliged, unwillingly. Picking her up and running about twenty feet down before disposing of her. When he came back he looked horrified and disgusted.

"You better find her tomorrow lover boy, understand?" I asked. "If not, we'll just kill you instead."

He gulped, but nodded. The sleeping arrangement was the same as yesterday, but this time I decided to stay awake until I heard the familiar Capitol anthem.

'The Fallen' was flashed across the sky and right after the picture of the District Eight girl was flashed, before the anthem ended and the sky went black again.

So she was the only one. Thirteen down. Eleven more to go. I smiled as I closed my eyes.

This should be easy.