It felt like I had only closed my eyes for a minute, but by the time I woke up the sun was already rising, signaling a new day. Clove was already up. "Good morning," she said sarcastically, smiling. "How long was I out?" I asked groggily. "About two days." She smiled and laughed. Tracker Jackers take a lot out of you. "Well why weren't you messed up then?" She shrugged. "Guess I wasn't stung as much as you. You did take a while getting up."

"Whatever, how many people are dead?" Clove paused for a moment to think. "I think about fifteen." I did the math in my head. Only nine more tributes. Just nine, and I can go home. I smiled to myself. "Hey Clove, where's Marvel?"

"I think he's out getting supplies. There's stuff lying around everywhere. When The Capitol comes to take the bodies, they don't take their stuff. I think he's just scavenging." Suddenly her eyes lit up. "I almost forgot! We've been putting all of our stuff by the cornucopia, in a big pile."

"WHAT? Clove, that's dangero-"

"AND ALSO!" She shouted over me, "We got the boy from District Three's help. You know all the bombs in the beginning, where if we leave our platform early they blow us up?" I nodded wearily. "Well, he rewired them. If anyone goes near our stuff, they're getting blown sky high." She was jumping up and down, as if she was excited by the concept. I have to admit, that was a great idea.

"And any sign of District Twelve?" She frowned, furrowing her brow. "Umm, no. I don't think so. We haven't seen them at least." I felt the anger boiling up inside of me. "Well, haven't you been looking for them?"

"No, Cato! We've been working on trying to get you better! Now that you're fine we'll look for them now!"

"Fine," I muttered. "I'm just going to go and look for supplies."

"But Marvel's alre-"

"I DON'T CARE!" I stormed off, leaving her behind. I chose not to look back, because I can only imagine what her face looks like.

After I was a few miles away I began to pick up some firewood. I don't know why I was so angry at Clove, but I was. And it wasn't just her. I was angry at everyone. Mostly I was angry at The Capitol. How dare they do this to me? How dare they throw all of these people in here? How dare they keep me from my family, from my little sister. I thought of Cora, and how her face must look when she watches me on here. How devastated and scared she must be. The familiar tears became to work their way back to my eyes, but I quickly shook them off and began looking for more wood.

As I got closer to the river I heard a twig crack. I dropped all the wood, pulled out my sword, and turned around, all in a swift motion. I looked all around me, squinting to try and see past the trees. I saw a motion out of the corner of my eye. I quickly flipped. Peeta.

"HEY LOVER BOY!" I shouted, stealth being the last thing on my mind now. Before he had a chance to turn around, I began to charge after him. When he saw me his eyes grew wide, like a deer in the headlights. He began to run away, but I was moving too quick for him. I tackled him to the ground and put my sword right up to his neck.

"You fucked us all up pretty bad, lover boy." I never broke eye contact. "You broke my trust. You put us out of commission for days. I'm going to kill you, and then I'm going to kill your stupid little girlfriend." His eyes grew wide.

And then I thought of something better. Something the normal Cato would never have thought of.

"No. Here's what I'll do." I said, moving the sword away from his neck. "I'm gonna cut you up really bad, understand? You're not gonna be able to move. I'm gonna leave you here. And then I'm going to find your little girlfriend, bring her here, and kill her in front of you. How's that sound?" Tears began to form in the corner of his eyes. "Please, no," he whispered. "Just kill me now, and get it over with."

I laughed, as if he just told the funniest joke in the world. "No, I like my plan better," I said. With that I took my sword and slashed his abs. He cried out in pain, and I laughed again. I began to slash at his face and arms until he was a bloody mess. I had to stop though, otherwise he'd bleed out before I could get to Katniss. "Just one more," I soothed, before digging the sword straight through his leg. About half of the blade went in before I dragged it down. He screamed, but was unable to do anything. "See you later, lover boy." I said with a charming smile, before running away to go find Katniss.

As I was walking away though, I stopped dead in my tracks. What did I just do? Normal Cato wouldn't have done that. Normal Cato, if put in that situation, would've killed him quickly and been over with it. This Cato made him suffer. It was torture. I tortured him.

I stopped breathing for a second, I had to lean against a tree. I tortured him. What has this place done to me? What has the Capitol done to me? What have my parents done to me? I'm a monster. A true monster.

I heard a strange beeping noise. A parachute. Other than the medicine, this is the only thing Brutus sent me. I opened up the silver box. In it was a box of matches and two small loaves of bread. One for me and one for Clove. On the bottom was a note.

That's my boy. – Brutus