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This chapter is from Thresh/Cato POV. Next chapter will also be from Thresh/Cato POV, and then we go back to Katniss and Peeta.

NOTE: This isn't taking place where we left off with Katniss and Peeta, this is before that. Back when Foxface was alive, and she saved Katniss at the cornucopia. Oh, and the POVs are separated by the grey lines in between.

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Chapter Seven: Hunted

After his district partner died, I ran to the cornucopia, picked up both of the remaining bags and swung them over my right shoulder. I didn't have to look back to know that he'd follow me. I've been running ever since.

It seems like I've been running for hours when I realise he isn't behind me. Whether he stopped, fell behind, or was never following me in the first place, I don't know. I decide that now would be a good time to open the bags. I've almost reached the grass, and I don't think I can go any further without a rest anyway.

After making sure I'm alone, I duck behind a tall bush, putting the bags on the ground. There's only one thing I need, and I hope that's what they've given me. I'm thrilled to find not only a sleeping bag, but also a pair of night vision goggles. I pull the sleeping bag out, unfold it and put my arm inside. Immediately, a sensation of warmth comes over me. Yes, this is exactly what I need. The goggles are a bonus.

Replacing the contents of my bag, I look over to my second bonus: a larger bag marked with the number two. I can't help but feel a rush of excitement. Quickly, I open it, revealing various bits of extremely hard material. I take out all the pieces, setting them on the ground. There are two full sets of body armour. Obviously, one was meant for the boy and the other for the girl. I grin. Whatever they needed this for, it's mine now.

I pack all of my new belongings and continue towards the grass field.

I watch silently as the redhead kills Clove. Clove, the only tribute that I've been hesitant to finish off, is dead. Despite the anger boiling up inside me, I manage to keep myself from getting in there and finishing her off. As much as I hate her, I need this girl now that Clove is gone.

I stay hidden behind the tree as she runs off with District Twelve. Just as I'm about to go and get my bag, Thresh, the only tribute whose name I've bothered to remember, runs in. I'm surprised. I didn't expect him to show up. Should I attack him now, or let him take his bag? I decide to stay, leaving the confrontation until after I've got my protection.

Impatiently, I watch him take his bag. I can't wait until he's gone, and I can get mine. But instead of leaving, he grabs my bag too, leaving me stunned. Before I can do anything, he's disappeared into the trees again.

Did he just take my bag? My bag? No one steals from me.

"No one," I growl. I suddenly lash out the tree next to me. I do this again and again, until I'm finally able to calm down.

Until now, I've been slightly scared of Thresh. I haven't been eager to confront him, and neither has the rest of my pack. But he made a fool of me, and all traces of fear have disappeared, replaced by blood thirst. I'm about to run after him, but I decide against it. There's only one place that Thresh would go, and that's the grass field. He's been there for almost all of the games, so I won't lose him. Yes, I'll deal with Thresh later.

Before that, I have a certain redhead to take care of. I hope she's remembered our meeting spot. Once I've dealt with her and the lovers, I'll go after Thresh. When I find him, I'll give the viewers a whole new level of entertainment. I smile to myself.

Then I start laughing, since there's nobody around to hear me.

I've arrived at the grass field, where I know he wouldn't dare to come. I don't blame him, either. There's a sinister feeling around this area. It can definitely be seen as a threat. But to me, it's also a place of comfort. When I first chose to come here, it was because it reminded me of home.

I enter the blue patch of grass first. I've only ever been in the blue, black, red and pink patches, and I know what lies in each. Every patch contains food, but they each present a different danger.

The blue patch contains freezing cold temperatures. Too cold for a human to live in.

The black patch is full of mutts. Snakes with fangs about 6 inches long, which are deadly poisonous. Small insects that could kill a human in a matter of seconds.

The red patch is boiling hot. The first time I'd been there, I was sweating just three seconds in.

But the pink patch is the worst. Full of flesh eating animals. I barely survived that one.

As I walk into the depths of the blue patch, I start shivering. The rain is making it worse, with the water droplets freezing on my arm.

But this time, I have a solution. I roll out my sleeping bag and jump in. Instantly, the feeling of warmth comes over my whole body, and I soon fall into a slumber. Maybe I'll finally get some rest.

After sending Redhead back after the lovers, I took off towards the grass field. I've been walking slowly for a few of hours now, and I'm almost there.

BOOM!

The sound of a canon echoes through the arena. When I don't hear a second one, I know that the lovers aren't dead. Redhead must have failed, and paid for that mistake with her life.

So I'll have to go after the lovers once I've killed Thresh. No problem.

I've finally reached my destination. I take a moment to survey the area. I feel that same sense of danger that I always have around here, but this time, my anger takes over. The grass seems to be sectioned off into different colours. I wonder what this means, but there's no time to try and figure it out.

I push my wet hair out of my eyes before entering the closet patch - a purple one. Once I step in, a sort of fog starts moving towards me. I run out of the way and move deeper and deeper into the purple patch. There's fog everywhere, and it's closing in on me. Experimentally, I put my arm into the fog, to see its effects. Big mistake. My arm becomes instantly sore, itchy and starts to burn all at the same time. I pull it out, and notice that it has become red. I'm not going down without a fight, so I speed up, running through the fog. My whole body is burning, but I keep running. I'm going to get Thresh. I'm going to win.

Looking ahead, I see bits of blue grass. It's a new patch. I run just that extra distance and the fog disappears. Before I can recover, however, I feel the cold. I've already started shivering, and I've only been here for about two seconds. At least I can no longer feel the effects of the fog.

I jump up and down, trying to get warm. I need to concentrate. Looking around, I see huge footprints embedded onto the ground, frozen over. A grin creeps onto my face. I follow the prints, searching for Thresh.

The next chapter will also be Cato/Thresh POV, guys. I hope you don't hate that. If you do, don't worry, we'll get back to Katniss and Peeta soon!

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