CATO POV

"You ready for this?" I asked Miles and Johanna as I picked up my gun. I made sure it was loaded and checked my belt for my machete. Inwardly, I worried about Leo, Katri, Glimmer and Thalia. I knew that Glimmer was safe, but I couldn't say the same about my friends. They were assigned to the Capitol and I had no idea what was going on there. We were miles away and it seemed pointless to give it a thought because there was nothing I could do, even if they were in trouble.

Miles nodded, snapping me out of my gloomy thoughts. "Let's end this here."

Johanna sighed, cocking her own gun. "Let's just get this over with," she said. "I wonder just who exactly is on that train. How many people do you think he'd bring?"

"Probably not many," I answered. "And if he brought a lot of people . . . who cares? We can take 'em."

Johanna smiled brightly at me, securing the axe that hung from her belt. "Confidence is key. Get ready, we're going to drop down onto the train. Brace yourselves."

GLEAM POV

I knew I made the right choice when I decided to become allies with Snow. He was powerful. He could give me what I wanted. He could make sure that Cato died. I wanted him dead so that I could be with Glimmer.

Sure, she'd be heartbroken and she'd cry for a while, but I could give her a shoulder to cry on. I needed her back. When I found out that she'd left District 1, I was angry because I knew that it had to do with him. I started to hear rumors about District 13. Apparently, it existed. When I heard that they needed volunteers to fight against Snow, I decided that I'd join the forces since I had a feeling that Glimmer and Cato would be there.

And sure enough, they were. Glimmer rejected me then, but I was sure that once Cato was out of the picture, she'd come crawling back. I knew that she was pregnant, but that didn't bother me. It was Glimmer and I loved her. I'd do anything for her. Even if the baby wasn't mine, I'd help her raise it as if it were my own.

I still couldn't get over the fact that they were married. Before, they'd just been together. Now, they were linked to each other in a bond like no other. When she'd told me, the shock couldn't go unnoticed on my face. I never thought they'd tie the knot. I supposed that I'd never thought about all of the "what ifs."

I just had to make sure that Cato was eliminated. Once he was, everything would be perfect. My first task would be complete. My second task, however, was to make Glimmer fall in love with me again. I just knew that somewhere in her heart, she still cared about me. Maybe not as much as I cared for her, but at least a little.

I had my bags ready. Snow had promised me protection and I was helping him get out of Panem. He was planning on going overseas somewhere, but he wouldn't tell me. He'd simply said not to worry about it and that I'd be taken care of. I trusted him, even though most didn't.

I heard a very loud thump right above my head. The train came to a screeching halt. Two other loud thumps followed.

"What's going on?" demanded Snow.

"I . . . don't know, Sir," replied one of the guards.

"Well go outside and find out!" he barked.

The guard muttered something inaudible under his breath and headed toward the door. When he opened it, I saw him get snatched and pulled up to the roof of the train. Another loud thump was made and a gunshot fired.

My eyes widened in alarm. There had to be people on the roof. What else could it be? An animal certainly couldn't fire a gun on its own. A monkey, perhaps. No, I thought. Monkeys don't just roam around this part of the country. This isn't some wildlife reserve.

Snow eyed the open door suspiciously. There was silence. I could hear no movement but that didn't mean that the intruders weren't moving. They could be plotting, scheming. I didn't know why they were doing what they were doing. And I didn't know what their next move would be. They probably wanted to kill Snow, which meant that I wasn't a threat to them. I was pretty confident that they wouldn't kill me.

I didn't care whether or not Snow got killed. But if he got killed, how would I be taken care of? Would Cato still be killed? How could I even be sure that Glim would let me back into her life? I wasn't sure about anything.

Suddenly, I regretted siding with Snow. It was him against thousands of people. Those thousands of people wanted him eliminated once and for all. Surely, they could kill him. He was powerful and had a few people on his side, but how far could that stretch?

I took a breath and took a rather large knife from my bag. I knew that I might have to fight. Fighting wouldn't be a problem for me. I was skilled. I lived in the District that Careers were born in, for God's sake! But that didn't mean anything. I tended to avoid fights when I could. Some would call it being a coward, but I called it being safe. To me, winning a fight was all about luck. The best fighter in the world could have their life ended just because they almost dodged the knife. It was about speed, agility. And luck played a huge role.

When I looked to my left, Snow was gone. That bastard! He'd left without even telling me. I would think that he'd keep me by his side since we were supposed to be allies and all. Above, I heard footsteps again. I swore under my breath and hid in one of the nearby bathroom. I locked the door and hoped for the best.

"Snow," a cool, male voice cooed, "come out, come out wherever you are." The voice sounded familiar. Maybe it was. If they were rebels, I might have met them before.

"Check all the rooms," suggested a female voice. "He has to be here somewhere. Hell, maybe the little traitor is here, too. I'll check the front."

"I'm gonna look outside," said a different male voice.

My heartbeat quickened and I gulped. I heard footsteps walking past, heading toward the back of the train. I took deep breaths. There was no way that I wouldn't be found. I could possibly be killed if they found me. I looked around the bathroom, trying to formulate a plan. A huge smile formed on my face as I noticed a window that was big enough for me to get through.

CATO POV

If Snow wasn't on the train, then he had to be outside somewhere. There was nowhere for him to run or hide. I'd notice if he got on a boat. Just in case, I got in touch with Peeta and the others through my headset.

"Peeta," I called.

"Need backup?" he asked from the other side.

"Send Finnick down," I told him. "This might just require some swimming."

"Gotcha," said Peeta.

"And one more thing," I said.

"What's that?"

I smirked. "Get the bombs ready. If he tries to escape, we'll blow him right out of the water." At this point, I didn't care how he died. Sure, I wanted him to suffer. But most of me just wanted him gone right now. I didn't want to take my time. I wanted him to die . . . right here and right now.

I walked across the top of the train. Being higher up gave me a better view. The helicopter hovered above before Finnick dropped down onto the roof of the train. Peeta and Katniss saluted me.

Finnick put his rifle behind his head, holding it at each end. He fashioned a smirk similar to mine. "Needed me?"