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Cato POV:
I wait until I hear Clove's light snoring. I gently get up and sit next to Finnick who's lounging on a branch.
"How's Clove?"
"She's okay I think, just tired," I say, looking at my sleeping beauty. Finnick just nods and continues to look forward. All of a sudden the sky lights up and the anthem plays. I see Clove start to wake up and I rush to her side, ready to watch the broadcast. The District 5 Male, Seeder, Cecelia, Woof, District 6 Male, District 10 Female, and both tributes from District 9 show in the sky tonight. I hold Clove closer, happy that one of us weren't up there. She's sweating a lot and I'm not sure that it's healthy. I get up to get some water, but she pulls at my uniform to stay with her.
"Shhhh, I'm getting some water," at the mention of water her face lights up and she releases me. I quickly retrieve the water and rush back to my fiance's side. I hold the leaf while she drinks.
"Thank you," she says, pulling me in for a kiss. We're interrupted by booms. I count in my head.
BOOM
BOOM
BOOM
BOOM
BOOM
BOOM
BOOM
BOOM
BOOM
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BOOM
"I counted 12," she announced.
"Like 12 o'clock?" Finnick suggested.
"Or maybe like the districts," I say.
"Look!" I look to where Clove's pointing to and I see lightning. It's hitting a big tree, bigger and taller than all the rest. Finally it stops.
"Go to sleep," I sooth Clove.
"Sleep with me?" she asks. She puts on the most adorable puppy eyes that I can't refuse. I look over to Finnick for permission.
"Go sleep with your fiance, I'll take watch," he smiled reassuringly. I still don't trust him, but if I don't I'll be tired. I slowly lower myself and lay down, Clove rests her head on my chest. I tightly grip my sword, in case Finnick isn't the most trustworthy ally.
"Good night princess," I murmur. I fall into a dreamless sleep, comforted that Clove is okay besides me. I'm waken up my Finnick's scream. I quickly open my eyes and Clove gets off me. I arm myself looking around for the enemy.
"RUN! THE FOG'S POISON!" Finnick yells in agony. I exchange a quick glance with Clove and we wordlessly quickly grab our little belongings and run. I look behind me to see Haymitch in back of us and Finnick carrying Mags. I look beside me to see my angel. She's running quickly with a determined look on her face, she's hot. I look in back of us to see an ominous looking white cloud approaching us.
"Follow us!" I yell, taking Clove's hand to make sure she's next to me. All I care about is her.
We zig-zag around the jungle, wherever we turn, fog's there. But we're slowing down, the fig is slowly advancing on us. We're running and I hear Finnick scream. I look over my shoulder to see him tumbled on the ground. He screams, but gets up and picks up Mags and runs. I look to Haymitch, he's struggling, but not imensley hurt. All of a sudden I fell Clove's hand being ripped from my grasp. I quickly run over to her, she tripped over a vine. I try to run as fast as I can, but it's not fast enough. The fog starts advancing on her and covers her legs. She's screaming bloody murder, trying to get up, but it's as if the fog paralyzed her. I run over and take her hands. Her face is contorted in pain. I lift her up, but the fog gets my hands and the pain is unbearable. I scream, but still pull Clove out. I get her out, and offer her my back. She understands, and gets on my back. I'm running, but the fog's pain can't let me grip Clove. I run as fast as I can until I'm a little far. Finnick runs up next to us.
"Why aren't you running?" he pants.
"I can't carry her," I show him my arms and he nods. Mags gets off his back and kisses him. Then she quickly runs into the fog.
"Mags!"Finnick yells, as she disappears in the deathly fog.
"Finnick, she's dead," the cannon sounds.
"Mags!" tears are streaming down his face.
"We have to go," Haymitch says, limping over to us.
"Finnick, we need to," I say. He steals a small glance at where Mags disappeared and looks back. He helps he support Clove while Haymitch is cutting the vines in the front. We're running, but with the fog's pain, our backs hit the fog. We scream, but we keep going. I hear Haymitch grunt and I look up, but I can't see him. Then I loose my balance and fall. I'm tumbling down the hill until I hit the ground hard. I look up, we fell off a mini cliff. I look to see that Clove's next to me. I can't get up and Finnick is just laying there. I grip Clove as the fog is advancing ever so slowly. Death is close.
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