No room for Marvellous.

Here is the next chapter. This is my real longest chapter not the last chapter I wrote. I kind of though I wrote 4 pages last time instead of 3 so yea fail right but I made sure this time it was 4. Thank you for reading reviewing and PMing me about my fanfic.

Cloves POV

I sigh as Marvel`s name appears in the sky. We knew it was him he didn't come back to camp all afternoon, but I refused to accept it. I know I was going to have to kill him sometime but the kid king of grew on me in a friendly way like a pet dog. I don't really feel sad now though I didn't want to have to kill him myself. I watch as Rue the 12 year old girls face appeared in the sky. I am surprised she lasted this long I mean she`s tiny and probably can't even hold a weapon. Marvel says he saw her once jumping from tree to tree but I didn't believe him then. I come to wonder now if it is true, it could be why she lasted so long in the first place. I find myself thinking of Marvel again. He must have been the one to kill the Rue girl but who killed him. "I wonder who killed Marvel" I say to Cato voicing my thoughts out loud. He lowers his head; he must have been looking at the sky the whole time. "I`m not sure maybe Fire Girl or Thresh. Peeta is too injured to kill, the orange haired girl too smart, and the district 10 boy is probably hiding out somewhere". I think for a minute "It was probably not Thresh because he is in that weird field I saw him run into". "That makes sense" Cato replies "Yea so maybe Marvel killed Rue and Fire Girl killed Marvel" I say, it is all coming together. "Yea and Rue must have been the one to start the fire that lured us away from camp. Fire girl must have been the one aligning with her she did volunteer for her 12 year old sister maybe she had a soft spot for her" he says with a grin. We have finally figured it out, who started those fires and who killed Marvel. "We should probably go hunt down that district 10 boy now he has no place in the games he should not have survived the blood bath, he has a god dam limp" Cato says while standing up. I nod and grab my knives filling my jacket to the brim time to add 1 more kill to today.

Cato and I sprint for the woods. We decide to look for hiding spots like caves or hollow trees. We run for the river there were lots of stray caves around there. We run for a bit when we finally find him, he was not in a cave like we expected but hiding in the bush. He was probably on the move to a new hiding place or looking for food. I smile and lean towards Cato who has also noticed the boy. "This was too easy" I whisper to him, trying to sound upset. "I know" he replies "So who gets him?" "I don't know" I say back "How about both of us". He nods then silently pulls out his sword. I follow his lead pulling out my favorite knife. It has a long curved blade with a dark black handle; I have not gotten to use it yet so I am really excited. We sneak up to the boy so the we are behind him. Cato quickly grabs his bath as I cry out in laughter. The boy looks frightened as Cato hold him. I smile and walk up to the boy, Cato puts him in a head lock as I get to work. Cato holds him so that he does not choke him but making it sure that he is there. The boy claws at Cato's arm but it is no use, he is not going anywhere. I walk up to him and look at him contemplating what to do. I decide to start with his bad leg. I kneel right in front of it and grab him leg harshly making him flinch. I smile as I cut a huge gash on his leg. The blood goes all over me spraying out but I ignore it. I smile and cut up his other leg. I stand up as Cato throws him to the ground. He hits the ground hard, he screams in agony and I laugh a cruel laugh. I sit on top of him holding his shoulders down with my knees. I cut up his face and arms and Cato works on his legs and stomach. I cut smiles faces on his face. I write the mean words all over him; swear word, and ugly words. Once he doesn't look like a boy and more like a hunk of meat do I stop? I stand up looking at Cato, he is also covered in blood though it is not his own. "Want to finish him off?" I say he shakes his head "Together" he says. I take aim as Cato holds up his sword. "1, 2, 3" I drop my knife as Cato plunges his sword into his body. He stabs his heart as I stab him head. I hear the satisfying cannon marking the end of our business.

I grab my knife and lead Cato to the lake. He is elsewhere not in the present but in some other place. He is usually like this after a fight or kill. One time there was a competition between the 16 year old trainees. It was only 2 years ago and Cato was participating. Cato and a boy named Daren were fighting; Cato had won pinning him to the ground. Cenap told him to stop but Cato kept going beating the heck out of the kid. Peace keepers had to literally drag Cato off him. I had led Cato home that afternoon but there was something weird about him. His eyes were glazed over to reveal a dark black color instead of its usual icy blue. He did not talk but stared into the distance, it was like he was not even there. I had sat with him at home when he had finally come around. He had no idea what happened or how he got home. This is what Cato is like now, or really Cato`s gone it's as if all that is left is his body.

I wash myself off in the lake getting rid of the unwanted blood. I look at Cato but he is still not himself. He is just staring off into the distance, standing in the lake. I walk over to him and slap him. He jolts up knocking me of my feet. I go underwater for a second before I feel strong arms pull me back up. Cato carries me to shore, grinning at me. "Think you can just slap me across the face?" he asks with a smile looking at me. He puts me down on the sand so that I am sitting up. I wait for him to do something to me but instead he walks back over to the lake stepping into the shallow. He dives into the water, I watch as he swims into the lake, swimming farther and farther away. I smile and dive in after him, even though I am not the best swimmer. I swim until I find him treading water in the deepest part of the lake. His body is clean of blood. I swim up to him and tread water beside him. Cenap taught us how to swim in the rivers around the mountains, I was never really good at it but I could swim and tread water without drowning.

He laughs as I come up beside him. "I thought you didn't like swimming" he says turning to look at me. "I don't" I reply with a grin while turning for the shore. I swim to the shore. I scowl as I see Cato already there "How did you get there so fast?" I ask him awed, even though I won't show it. He smiles the laughs "You're just not a very good swimmer or fast swimmer. I bet a pregnant monkey could swim faster than you" I frown at him as I pull myself onto the shore. I sigh as I look at our cloths soaked the brim. Cato follows my gaze then smiles; I know what he is thinking. "No Cato we are not going skinny dipping" I say frowning at him. He frowns then runs to stand beside me picking me up and throwing me over his shoulder. "Fine we can go, in our soaking wet cloths, and hunt again". I know what he is trying to do but I don't fall for it there is no time for that in the arena "Cato we will have plenty of that when we win" I say hitting his back with my fists "Oh and put me down" I add. He laughs then starts running; my hair blows in my face as he takes off with me over him shoulder. He runs for a bit before collapsing with me on top of him.

I smile and laugh while hitting him in the shoulder. He laughs along with me, and then all of a sudden turns serious. I frown and climb off him so that I am standing. I find myself face to face with Thresh. I stumble back as Cato gets off of the ground. I realize where we are, but it's too late now, we are in the field of grass. I gulp as I walk away quickly so that I am standing beside Cato. Thresh eyes us suspiciously with a huge rock in his hand. He throws the rock but we jump out of the way. Instead it hits a squirrel that was behind us. I watch the squirrels head snap, I shiver that could have been me or Cato. I start to reach into my jacket but by the time I have grabbed my knife he has already taken of running away farther into the field.

I frown and turn to Cato. He stands there with his sword drawn; he has a shocked look on his face. "Should we go after him?" I ask hoping the answer is no, this field has a weird vibe and I really don't want to go searching through it. 'Nah this place is creepy let him come to us" I let out a breath that I did not even know I was holding. Cato grins at me "Scared were you?" he asks eyeing me. "No" I reply just didn't like this place". He nods then starts walking back towards the edge of the field. It takes us about 5 minutes wow didn't know Cato was running that long. When we step onto the field we run to camp. We are tired and hungry.

Cato`s POV

I take a bite of the bread Clove had found in her back pack. It was not very much but it was better than nothing. Even since that district 12 bitch blew up our supplies we have been losing food fast. I know this is the last of our food but I just don't want to admit it, I mean who wants to spend their time in the Hunger Games hunting animals we should be hunting tributes. We both agree we should be hunting tributes but we need food so we have decided to go hunting for food tomorrow instead.

I look over at Clove tearing into her food. We are both very hungry; my parents have always had money so we were never short of food. We have never really felt hunger before; I do not really like it. I can see it already taking a part in my appearance, you can see my ribs and my belly is hollow. I try to ignore the side effects of hunger, aching belly, les energy and less fat to keep me warm at night, but it's hard to ignore the things that are already there. I wonder how most of the killing today was, I mean I was there and all but I don't seem to remember most of it, or remember getting to the lake. It is a side effect that most careers have from training. Our trainers drill this into us it makes us okay with killing, but it can make us do horrible things. I guess this is what they want. Clove is one of the lucky careers to not have this problem; she was always okay with killing so she did not need to zone out to be able to do it. I do not know if this is a bad thing or not but I envy her none the less. I could even kill my own parents when I zone out, which is bad because I love them dearly they were always good parents, except the fact that they were away a lot.

I throw another stick into the fire. I watch the fire burn and the smoke swirl into the night sky. I know we should be more careful about the smoke but I do not feel afraid. Clove and I are the strongest tributes out here but together we are unstoppable. I think back to our encounter with Thresh, we should have gone after him but I could see that Clove did not feel comfortable in that field so I decided we should just wait for him to come to us, maybe in a feast. "Cato Cato CATO" Clove screams glaring at me. "What" I ask. "First off stop zoning out and pay attention and second of the tribute are appearing in the sky now". To confirm Clove the capitol anthem plays. I gag at the sound it's horrible with loud squeaky drums. I watch district 10`s face appear then everything goes silent.

I stand up board with just sitting around the fire. I decide to just go to bed, the faster I go to sleep the faster the morning will come. Clove nods to me then starts walking for the forest with some knives in her hands. "WHAT YOU DOING?" I yell to her worried for her safety. "Berry picking she replies while walking deeper into the forest. I frown but I don't follow her, she is strong she will be safe. I climb into our tent and snuggle into our sleeping bag, pulling all our blankets over top of myself.

Cloves POV

I walk a while searching for berry bushes or fruit trees. It's getting really dark out but I can see with my night vision goggle. I sigh in relief as I find myself standing under a fruit tree. I can see the fruit on the top they look like pears but I can't see colors through these glasses so I can't be sure. I find myself in a sticky predicament one thing I have more than swimming is tree climbing and that's saying a lot. I have always secretly been afraid of highs. Only Cato knows though because he caught me looking scared when we were rock climbing. He had confronted me but I had made him promise not to tell anyone, we cannot show weaknesses so I would have definitely been beaten for sure.

I swallow and start climbing. Hand, foot, hand, foot I repeat this to myself over and over hoping it will take my mind away from the growing drop below. It takes me what feels like 30 minutes to get to the top, I wouldn't even be surprised if it was. I sit on one of the thicker branches hoping it will hold my wait. I keep seeing the branch breaking under Cato when he had been climbing the tree to get to Fire Bitch. I know these branches won't brake like that one did though. One I wait way less then Cato and two these branches are much stronger and thicker. I reach over my head and grab a couple of the fruits. I feel the fruit all over and inspect it and conclude it is a pear. I grab a couple then stuff then in my bag. I take as many as I can fit then drop my back pack to the ground. I open Cato`s back pack and fill it all up, then Peeta's old one, then Glimmers and Shimmers. Let's just say I came prepared. I would have also had Marvels but sadly we weren't there when he died so we could not have grabbed his back pack. Once I had finished filling the bag I started to climb down.

After a while I finally reach the ground, I am so glad to be on solid ground again. I manage to pick up all the bags and I make my way slowly back to camp. After what felt like hours I reach the clearing relived to finally get to put these bags away and go to sleep, I am really tired. I drop the back packs, they are really heavy and I don't think I can make it the short distance back to camp. I decide to make two trips one trip carrying two bags and one trip carrying three. I start with three, I want to get the worst over with, and I run with them. By the time I get to camp my muscles are burning, where Cato when you need him. I run back to where I left the other two bags to find one of the bags open. Someone must have gone and taken some pears while I was brining the bags back to camp.

I look into the bag to find it half empty. Great now we don't have as much, I bet it was the district 5 girl who took it she is really fast and sneaky so it would not surprise me. She even reminds me of a fox, scary right. I pick up the last two backs and make my way back to camp I am too tired to run so I just walk. Once I get back to camp I decide to put the bags in the tent with me and Cato. I don't want to have all my work wasted for some fox faced girl. I quietly put all the bags in the tent where I usually sleep. I shake Cato a wake. I think we should have a guard tonight, especially now that there is only the 2 of us. He rubs his eyes then stares up at me. "Can you take first watch please?" I say tiredly already imagining sleep. He must notice how tired I am because he nods. His gaze finds the back packs. "Why would we keep these in hear if there is someone keeping watch?" he asks with a grin. I frown just noticing my mistake. Cato doesn't wait for an answer as he gets up he picks up all the bags and throws them outside. I grimace at his strength he would have been a lot of help. I don't think about this ling because my tiredness takes over. I climb into my sleeping bag using some blankets as a pillow. Right when I lie down I am asleep.

Thank you for reading I really hope you like this chapter. I plan on writing more tomorrow so keep your eyes out for another chapter. I thank Paty4Hale, SilverNight92, The Screen Bean, crazydreamerforever, Yas, Alos the Fire Prince, Kat8100 and for reading and reviewing my story. This chapter is all for you guys.

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