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Yay!!! No school for me tomorrow!!! In order to celebrate, I present to you: The Death of Cato!!!

Of course, this was requested by two people, so that's why I post it. Therefore, the Dedication goes to Your Royal Highness Sir Edgar and LunaPadma!!!


Cato Elixar (Age 18) male – District 2

I hold the boy in a headlock on the head of the Cornucopia. He is injured and can't fight back. I, on the other hand, am strong enough to snap his neck in an instant. I hear the barks of the mutant wolves bellow me and try to forget that just minutes before I had looked into the eyes of Thresh once again. They are all there; all of the dead tributes. Not one had been left out, not even Clove… I snap back to attention.

The girl raises her arrow to shoot, but I call out a warning. "You shoot; He dies." My eyes shift to the hounds for a second, and I think of the boy tumbling with me to their jaws. I dart back to the girl. She is drawing back her bow. I look puzzled, and she releases. No remorse on her face, and a look of deadly accuracy. The same look that Clove had when she through knives. And that was a look that I knew better than to doubt. I look down to my arm, and see the X that the boy has made on my hand. Shit. Things keep getting worse.

I can't think before the arrow enters my hand, making me release the boy and sending me tumbling backwards off of the Cornucopia. For a second, I wish that the fall will kill me. But it doesn't. The impact barely knocks my breath out. Almost instantly the hounds are upon me. I bite my lip and close my eyes, preparing for the pain. All I feel is an immense pressure. It is the same pressure that I felt when I was training, we wore chainmail, and each time I was incapable of deflecting my trainer's sword, I would feel pressure, but no blood would be drawn.

I let out a moan, remembering my armor, the impenetrable garment that I had found in my backpack after I found Thresh's dying body. I knew it would help me win, but now it prevents me from dying a death that is sure to come. I can't help but wonder if the suit is completely invincible, I know every part of me is covered except my eyes, hands, feet and mouth. I feel more pressure points, and open my eyes. I see her eyes over my head. She growls, and her head viciously darts down to my mouth. I scream, which feels weird when the skin is gone, revealing my teeth.

I close my eyes again, hoping that they will not receive the same pain that my mouth has just suffered. I succumb to the pressure around my body until I feel a pain as sharp as daggers fall to my leg.

"Why do you train with knives, Clove?" I had asked when I was nine years old while waiting to be collected by my parents after my training session had ended. The girl beside me was my age, and her mouth was pursed in concentration.

"Because they can be sharper than a sword, you can have more than one, and you can fight close as well as long range." She replied without looking at me.

"Nothing is sharper than a sword." I said, wanting to defend my weapon. She turned to me with a raised eyebrow, and fast as lightning, she stuck one of her knives in my leg.

I feel the same pain that I felt then. And much like then, I knew that the culprit wouldn't be punished. I now know the feel the dozens of knives carving along my body, shredding me to pieces. My screams are muffled to moans as I realize that it is a waste of energy.

I'm ripped apart for what seems and eternity. My eyes are closed, unable to look into hers. The pain is both mental and physical. Maybe I deserve this. I think of all the children that fell to my sword, and the sense of accomplishment I had felt each time that I heard a cannon fire. I feel one of them bite my eye, forcing my other eye open. Then, suddenly, they go away. The pain is unbearable. I moan an unintelligible sound, maybe it is a curse, or maybe it is a plea. A minute later I feel an arrow enter my skull. I lost the Games, but I can't help but think: thank you, Girl on Fire, for stopping the pain.


I'm going to post a few more deaths today, because I have a lot of suggestions building up.^^ I made that decision about five seconds ago. So, with that said, I'd like to thank the following for reviewing since my last chapter: WritingIsLife8, snowhiskers, Realityshowfan, Clara, Logical Guesses, LunaPadma, and Fishpony!!! Thanks to all who have read, and those who review!!! I do appreciate the criticism and compliments!!!