I am back! And I'm also tired! But a reviewer sent in an awesome idea that beats my sleep need, and I want to write another story too…so sleeping is out of the question.
Cato's POV
I must get that backpack, I must get that backpack, I mentally scream at myself. Me and Clove were doing great before the feast, so whatever's in that bag Thresh will have until I get it. Clove. I never thought of her since the feast yesterday, I forced her out of my mind. I didn't even look at the sky last night, I knew what would happen if I saw her for the last time…Back to Thresh. I think I hear him now, somewhere ahead of me.
I keep running until I come to a clearing, then stop. Soaking wet from the rain, a sword in one hand, a boulder the size that hit—a big boulder in his other, his eyes serious but his mouth slightly curved upward, was Thresh.
Thresh's POV
I hear him come, but I'm ready. I grab my rock and sword and smirk at him. He glares at me. It's all I can do to keep from laughing. Cruel, but he calls District 12 Lover Boy, and it probably never crosses his cocky mind that if someone else called him that, they wouldn't be wrong either. Of course, Knife Girl is like Fire Girl was at the interviews, so oblivious to her district partner it's stupid.
Cato immediately loses it and slashes out at me. I jump back, preparing to throw the rock. But he tried again, and cut me on my throwing arm. It takes me by surprise and I drop my rock; which lands on his foot, giving me time to get my sword out. Cato throws the rock to his right, it not going too far. Oh, well, once he's dead I'll get it again. That is, if he dies.
Clove's POV
The best part of this games so far and all they do is stare at each other. Oh, wait Cato cut 11's arm and he dropped the boulder on Cato's foot. That's gotta hurt. But Cato picked it up and tossed it my way like it was a plastic ball. But rocks actually hurt when they hit your knee. Watch it Cato, trying to spy over here! Thresh took a swing at him, but Cato blocked he sword with his hand, which is now overflowing with blood. Then he flipped Thresh over his head behind him, getting a long cut on his back from Thresh's sword. 11 landed hard, but got up in time to clash swords with Cato. Neither pulled away, so they ended up trying to overpower each other while trying to push the others sword to the ground.
"Too bad about your girlfriend, District 2. Where were you when I smashed her skull, following 5?" Says Thresh.
"Probably," I mutter. Wait, girlfriend?
"What about you? When Clove killed your district partner, you were on the other side of the arena!" shouts Cato as the swords break apart. He cut Thresh in the knee, so deep you could see the bone. I cringed and silently cheered at the same time. Thresh dropped his sword and fell to the ground.
Cato smiled and put one foot on Thresh and looked up at the sky. I roll my eyes. What a show off.
"Was that for Clove, Lover Boy?" Cato clenched his fists and stepped down hard on Thresh's neck. I didn't hear the cannon in the rain, but I knew Thresh that was dead. I also knew that Cato loved me.
Finally! But it's weird how it takes such a long time to type, but when I read it, it's so much shorter…Anyway thanks for the reviews and that awesome story idea one reviewer sent me. I loved it! If you liked this chapter…there's a little button…right…down…there.
-Monkey-