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It's late afternoon when I start to prepare for the feast. I arrange my knives on the inside of my jacket and wake Cato. "It's time to go." I tell him. Wordlessly, he collects his sword and joins me. We've decided that I'll be the one to go to the Cornucopia and retrieve our bag, whilst Cato keeps watch from the bushes.

"Ready?" Cato asks. He looks a lot better this morning, so I'm less worried about letting him go. "Ready" I confirm. We leave the tent and take cover behind a clump of trees to wait.

I look out at the Cornucopia, glittering gold in the heat. Before I can even blink, a flash of flame red darts across the open field, snatches her backpack and disappears back into the trees. Foxface. She was inside the Cornucopia.

I look up at Cato, who's glowering. "She would've been an easy kill. He curses.

"That girl is far too clever." I mutter. We decide to go looking for her later, once the feast is over. It's likely we'll be the last three. I haven't seen her since the Games began. "I'm going to kill Katniss." I tell Cato. I know he wanted her, but for once he doesn't have a choice.

"OK. Entertain me." He replies sarcastically. With that, I see Katniss making her way slowly out of the forest a few hundred metres away. This is it. "You're going down, Girl on Fire." I growl.

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I shoot out of the trees at lightning speed. She doesn't see me coming until I'm a few yards away from her. I stop in front of her. "How nice to see you Katniss." My voice dripping with sarcasm. She lifts her bow and shoots. She was unprepared for confrontation and I dodge her arrow easily. I put my hands on my hips and laugh, drawing my knife.

I throw it with acute precision and it catches her above the eye, opening a wound and knocking her backwards. Not enough to kill her, just disorientate her. I'm going to have some fun first.

She regains her footing quickly though and shoots again. For the first time, I'm caught off guard and the arrow pierces my upper right arm. I curse and rip it out, barely feeling the pain through the adreneline.

I run at Katniss and crash against her, causing us both to fall to the ground. She's taller than I am, but I'm stronger. We roll over and over, fighting for the superier position. Eventually I get on top of her. I dig my knees into her chest and push my feet behind me, crushing her wrists into the ground. I press my elbow into her windpipe.

I lift my knife and hold it over her face, tracing her lips, tormenting her until the last moment. "All on your own?" I smirk dangerously. "Well there's no one here to save you now. I'm going to finish you, Girl on Fire. And believe me, it won't be pretty."

"Didn't anyone ever tell you not to play with your food?" Katniss spits at me. She's got guts, I'll give her that. "Clove listen to me." She gasps. I laugh.

"And why on earth would I do that?" I enquire maliciously. The blood from the cut on her head is running into her eyes, blurring her vision.

"Peeta's dead." Katniss chokes. " Why would I want to win? I don't want to go back to 12 without him. I loved him, don't you get that? So please just end it now, and for God's sake, make it quick." My grip on her falters and I move my knife slightly. I understand. I do. For the first time in my life, I feel something close to compassion. I don't know what to do now. I can't not kill her, that would make me seem weak. I can feel Cato's eyes watching me from the bushes.

I hold my breath, raise my knife and plunge it into Katniss' heart.

I stare at my hand, still on the hilt of my knife. She looks up at me and whispers, "Thank you Clove." And she's gone.

I push myself into a sitting position beside her. It's the first kill I've ever truly felt guilty about. Her cannon goes off and i sigh. I didnt hate Katniss Everdeen. I didn't even know her. I press three fingers of my left hand to my lips and hold it out to her, like I saw her do to the crowd at her reaping. I stand up and look down at her once more. "Good bye Katniss Everdeen. May Panem forever remember your bravery."

I go to turn and walk back to where Cato is waiting, but I'm suddenly jerked off my feet. The next thing I feel is the solid Cornucopia burning my back and I stare down into Thresh's eyes.

"You killed her? And Rue?" He snarls, centimetres away from my face.

"It wasn't me! I-I-She asked me to!" I say, suddenly terrified.

"Lies." Thresh barks, smashing my body against the Cornucopia. I whimper. "I'll kill you! Just like you killed them. That Katniss? She was special." He raises his hand, which I now see holds a huge rock. About the size of a large sledge hammer, like the ones I've seen at home.

I suddenly realise what he's about to do and I lose it.

"Cato! Cato!" I scream as hard as I can with Thresh's hand on my throat.

"CLove!" I hear him yell back. He's not too far away. Maybe he can make it in time?

"Cato, help me!" I shriek again.

A look of panic crosses his face and Thresh brings the rock down on my temple- if it looks like a slidge hammer, it feels like one too- but the full force of the blow is diverted. I slump to the floor. Cato has slammed into Thresh, and they're fighting savagely on the floor in front of me. I fight the desire to pass out. I can see stars and everything's spinning.

"Cato!" I shout once more. I want to help him fight. But the effort of shouting causes me so much pain that I'm dragged into blackness and drop to the ground. All the fight has gone out of me. I'm too tired to struggle anymore.

A/N There you go guys! The feast scene! What do you think? As always your feedback would really mean a lot. Please review if you've read this chapter!xxx