I lunged forward and towards the Cornucopia, the adrenaline pumping through my veins. My eyes were set on the spear straight ahead, so set that I didn't but notice a Tribute from 7 run by my side. My hands grip the spear but I'm knocked over by 7's male Tribute. The air was knocked out of me as he towered over my limp body. He was smiling, insanely. My heart was beating out of my chest as I struggled to push him off me, his hands wrapped around my neck and squeezed. I was going to die right then and there. I turn my head to find something to look at so that boy wouldn't be that last thing my eyes laid on. I find Rue; that little girl from 11. She was off in the woods probably going to find the perfect tree to sleep in. 

My thoughts were cut short when air entered my lungs again, I sucked in a breath just in time to see that boys head chopped off. I almost throw up as blood splatters on my face, I look up at my savior and see Cato. Of course it's him, he's always watching me. His scowling face turns into what looks like a half smile, he lifts me up And hands me the spear. 

"Come on," I turn around and catch a sight of the ground around me, bodies covered the grass. Blood was everywhere, the Careers stood around gripping their knifes like war was about to break out again. I rub my neck as I follow Cato to them, definitely going to leave a bruise.

 "That stupid fire girl got away." Clove muttered sliding her knife back into her pocket, and for the first time today i see Peeta; that boy from 12. I had no clue why he was here, he must have joined the Careers late.

I look around for Wyatt but he was no where to be found. I spin around and scan the ground for Wyatt, I frantically push over bodies trying to find him.

"Woah, Becca what's wrong?" I give up looking for his body and answer Cato. 

"Wyatt, he's gone. We need to find him." Glimmer decides to pipe in. 

"He's not to worry about, we'll find him." A wave of relief hits me, he was like a brother.

"Let's make our way towards the north side of the Arena, I saw a few Tributes going that way." They start to walk and I follow, everything was happening too fast. A hand touches mine then intertwines with my fingers, Cato didn't even hesitate as I looked up at him. He still looked confident as ever, even with my hand in his. My heart spend up as we continued to walk, I felt as if what we were doing was wrong. Maybe it wasn't, we are just holding hands..

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There was a soft orange glow of a fire in the distance, Marvel smirked as we got closer. A girl from 8 I think, sat on them ground warming up by the fire she made. Stupid mistake, it would easily show ever single Tribute in the Arena where you are. Glimmer smiled as we walked up behind her, she turns to me with a knife.

"Would you like to try?" I shake my head no and step back but she scowls. "Why not, are you scared?" 

"No, I'm not. I'm just not in the mood to kill someone right now." I lie, pulling my jacket closer to my body.

"Oh come on," Cato steps between me and Glimmer.

"She said no, so I'll do it." He snaps at her and pulls his sword from his belt, he walks over to the shaking girl and slits her throat. Laughs echo the dismal woods, my eyes squeeze shut. 

Was winning really worth killing for?