FIGHT TO WIN--CHAPTER 10

THE GIRL FROM DISTRICT 8

CLOVE'S POV

As we run through the woods night begins to set in and we hear the Capitol anthem. We all sit down for a rest and they begin to display the faces of the tributes that were killed in the artificial sky. First up is the girl from 3 that I started with and Cato finished off. Then Clauden. After that it's the boy from 5 that killed Clauden and tried to kill me. The one the Marvel rescued me from. I take Marvel's hand in mine and he leans in to rest his head on my shoulder. The next picture is the girl from 6 that Cato killed. The boy from 6 that Marvel killed. The girl from 7 that I killed. The boy from 7 that Eade killed that no else but me saw. The boy from 8. "Who got him?" I ask.

"Me." Cato says. The next picture is the girl from 9 that Glimmer hit foolishly with and arrow and that Marvel eventually killed. The boy from 9 that I got with a knife, the one that Katniss was wrestling with the backpack with, then the girl from 10 Cato took out.

We stay there for a few more minutes, and then continue on our journey, in search of more tributes. We then come across a girl I think is from district 8. 'What an idiot.' I think. She has a freaking fire lit in plain freaking sight. 'We're in the Games, you brainless idiot," I think 'If you don't want to be seen, don't light a huge fire.'

At the sight of us she starts screaming. "Oh my God! Oh my God! Please don't kill me!! I can do a favor for you if you keep me alive. Please! I'll do anything! Anything! Just please don't kill me!"

"Shut up!" Catp snaps, his voice strongly dominating her cowardly shrieks. The girls shuts up and it is completely silent again. "Why shouldn't we kill you?" Then he smirks. "Better yet, what could you do for us? What 'favor' would you do for us if we didn't kill you?" He points his sword at her chest. "Tell me. Now. Hurry up. Your time is ticking, and I don't have all night."

"I.....uhhh.....could.....uhhhhhhh...." she stutters.

"Hurry up." Cato demands.

"Maybe I could....possibly...uh...."

"Stop shaking." Cato says, "Stop stuttering. I don't like that."

"Maybe....."

"Tell me now ." I could tell Cato was getting impatient, and so can everybody else here, including the girl from 8.

"I....uhhh...could....maybe...." Her voice trails off in fear.

"You don't have much time left."

"I could....uhhhhhh..........."

"Time's up."

She starts freaking out again. "I could probably...uhh...please don't kill me! Please, i could really hep you guys out! Really! Please!"

"I really hate it when people beg," I say "And you'll be no use to us anyways. You can't hide yourself well at all, let alone do anything else helpful for us."

"And I'm not so fond of it either," Marvel adds on the begging part "Neither is Cato."

"That's right," Cato says "and your time is well-over up. It's too late. Now shut up. Don't make to much noise. No squealing or anything." Then he smiles, a big, toothy, evil grin. Then he turns to us. "Who would like to have the honors of getting rid of this lousy waste of human space?"

Glimmer answers first. "Me! Me!" She says, jumping up and down "I wanna help!"

"Alright then. Firstly-" He still has that scary, evil smile on his face "-I want you to hold her back by the chin." He tells Glimmer. "Hold her down like that."

"Okay. Anything else?" Glimmer asks?

He shakes his head. "No. Just that. Just stay still." Then he slashes his sword on the girl from 8 a few times then calls for us to leave. "Come on, guys. Let's go. She's dead. We should all clear out now."