Fighters From District 2

Chapter 8

I hide myself in Cato's body listening too the shot crackle round the whole district

"Cato! What's going on" I ask. My eyes fill with tears. I can't believe a little girl lived in these conditions. Or anyone. But I heard that Rue was sweet. How?

"It's okay. Clove we have too go" he says. He places his arms on my back making me feel safer. It works. We get a car too a very secure justice Building.

"District 2 victors. Right this way" says a peacekeeper

"What was that noise?" I ask.

"Nothing for you too be worried about Miss. Come along now" he says. I walk out onto a stage. Gabe hands Cato some cards.

"I don't want too read" I say too him

"We have too" he says. He smiles to the frowning audience. "Hello. We are Cato and Clove. Victors of the 74th games. Now onto the tributes. Thresh" he looks down to me. And I stand still looking up to him "thresh was a very good opponent. For both of us. He challenged us. If we was a career. He would be unbeatable. But he..he wasn't. So he was. Thresh attempted to kill both of us and failed. We are grateful for that. Now Rue. Rue was very small and the youngest in the games. He was sweet. So we heard" he says as I look over too the large pictures of the tributes and feel a gut ranching pain of the feeling of my back. Slamming into the wall. Then cato running up behind him. I snap out of it only to close my eyes to watch Katniss die. Horrible. Slit throat and beaten to death. I snap out of it once again and look to the audience "you two should have died! Not fair. Why two victors!" Shouts a distressed mother. Once again. I run off stage leaving Cato "die!" Shouts one woman I look out to the audience and see cato practically losing it on stage "what did you say?!" He shouts. The woman looks to him and peacekeepers grab him "Cato! Stop it. Come on" I say. Grabbing his wrist only to my surprise to be slapped round the face and land face down on the ground