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"Go on! Shoot, and we both go down and you win. Go on. I'm dead anyway. I always was, right? I couldn't tell that until now. How's that, is that what they want? I can still do this... I can still do this. One more kill. It's the only thing I know how to do, bringing pride to my district. Not that it matters." Cato said to me. He was frightening. Blood ran down his face and he had three gashes on his cheek from the claws of the mutts. Peeta was being choked, but I couldn't shoot Cato because they would both go down, just like he said. And I couldn't shoot Cato. Not now. It is exactly what they want me to do. But how could I leave Peeta to die? That would be heartless. But I didn't love Peeta, never did and never will. But could I be so heartless that I let him be slaughtered by a monster from District 2? No. I couldn't do that.

"Cato, let him go." I growl, my voice low and icy.

"Are you that stupid?" he snorts and tightens his hold on Peeta, who had started to turn blue.

"I am not stupid. And you won't kill him anyway. You're a coward." I blurted out the word before even thinking about them. I made a huge mistake.

Cato snorts again. "Coward?" he said, and then he had snapped Peeta's neck. He let the dead boy drop to the ground. I gasped, my hands trembling. Without thinking again, I shot the arrow at Cato, but it bounced off his body. And before I knew it, he was on top of me, his hands reaching for my neck. I began kicking back and eventually landed a good solid kick in his stomach. But that didn't stop him. He continued choking me, and soon I was out of air. But then I started feeling around for my arrows and I reached one, pulled it out and stabbed him close to the neck. He whipped around to smack my hand away, and I was able to kick him again and wriggle out of his grasp. I reached for my bow, but then I stopped and pulled my hand back. I am not fighting anymore.

"I am not fighting you anymore. If you are going to kill me, make it quick please." I said. I turned around to see Cato standing still, his fists clenched at his side.

"Are you going to kill me?" I asked him.


His response surprised me. I stood up and hesitantly walked forward, stopping only a few feet away from him. He stared at me with his icy blue eyes, but I didn't feel scared. His eyes were stormy, but I was locked in his gaze.

"Attention tributes, the previous rule change that two tributes from the same district can win is still required. Only from the same district. Good luck, and may the odds be ever in your favor."

I still stared at Cato, and he stared at me. I was wondering if he was going to pounce on me at any minute and snap my neck, but after five minutes, he still didn't move.

"They won't let us both come out." he said.

"I know."

"You can go… you have more of a life than I do. And they need a tribute." he said. He didn't look scared or sad, just calm. Even his eyes were softer.

"No. Don't you see? We are nothing more than a piece in a game. They want us to kill each other. I won't do it!" I said and reached into my pocket and pulled out Nightlock. Cato's eyes widened momentarily and then he looked back at me.

"Poisonous?" he asked me, nodding at the berries.


"Alright." he said. He did not even hesitate.

He extended his hand and I shook a few berries into it. I tried to control my breathing, which had become quick because I was scared now. Cato saw that. He reached out and put a hand on my shoulder.

"You'll be ok, fire girl." he said, and I swear I saw the slightest smile form on his lips. I smiled and raised the berry to my lips.

"One." I said.

"Two." he continued.

"Stop! Stop! Two tributes from different districts can leave! Don't eat them!" Claudius Templesmith's loud voice filled the air. Cato looked at me, but I still held the berry to my lips. We are not pieces of a game to the Capitol. He understood. He reached out and clutched my hand. I knew then we would forever be united.

"Three." he said and we put the berries in our mouths. They tasted sickly sweet. I looked at Cato and he smiled and then his eyes began to close. And then everything went black. What we did started a flame that would soon consume the Capitol.