MarvelLonely and sad as the Reaping beginsKnowing he has his chanceA tall thin boy from the luxury districtDestined to be in the gamesForced to bring his District PrideAlong with his blonde companionBut fate has different plans.The alliance he thought would last foreverWas brokenBy the death of GlimmerHe poised the spearReady to throwUnknowing of the consequencesThat would follow.As he wishes for it all to endHe's somewhat gladWhen the arrow pierces his neck.A second of his wasted lifeFlashed byBefore it all goesB L A C K
The Hunger Gams- Clove's DeathI sit quietly, watching the Cornucopia, eyeing the four backpacks, marked with 2, 5, 11, and 12. I promised Cato I would keep my only eye for District 12 to come out. But she doesnt, inside the Cornucopia, darts the sly girl from District 5, snatches her bag and sprints towards the forest. Maybe she's the one Cato and I should be concerned about. Especially if she made it this far. Impressive. But I focus my attention back on the District 12 pack. I don't care if Thresh comes around and snatches his. Cato can handle him easily.Then I see my chance, Katniss leaps from the bushes, loading an arrow, and heading towards the mouth of the golden horn. I take off after her. As soon as she's just a few inches away from the table, I reach for my best throwing knife and threw it at her head, it only misses by a few inches, now she releases her arrow to me. It gets lodged only in my leg. My heart begins to race and I quickly remove the arrow, while she's loading another. As soon as it's out she
CloveThe brown haired girl from District 2Misjudged by her apperanceThe pin-sharp bladeShe sees as a friendThe only one she has left.As the new rule is projectedShe is dangerous as everOne glance at her partner's fierce blue eyesAnd she knows they can win.Then the feast is announcedA smirk grows on her lipsThis is her chanceTo eliminate the rest.District 12, stupid and an open targetThen she takes her chanceLunging at the girl, knives verses arrowShe knows she can do it - She has toBut then she's weightlessLifted from the groundA menace threatans her, fear flooding her bodyA rock his only weaponBut it's enough.The taunts to the girl on fire give her last words"Cato!"
Stay With Me"Cato!" A voice shrieked, making Cato jump. "Cato!""Clove!"Cato ran blindly towards the noise. It couldn't be Clove who was screaming. Clove never, ever shrieked like that. Never shrieked with such open terror in her voice. As he ran, he saw fire girl running away into the woods, and Thresh running back over to the grassy area. Clove, meanwhile, lay on the ground, crumpled like a broken doll.He dropped to his knees beside her, his breaths ragged. Clove reached out for his hand, panting. Blood ran down from her forehead."You stay with me," he ordered. "You have to stay with me, Clove, do you hear me? I can't lose you, Clove. I can't!""I don't want to die," she rasped, her breathing ragged. She blinked, tears running down her forehead."You won't," Cato said, feeling hopeless. Tears were running down his face now, too. "You'll be ok, Clove. I promise."She just shook her head, blood mixing with her tears. Her breathing was slowing now, and the girl Cato loved looked more scar