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Meeting You, With A View To A Kill

Title: Meeting You, With A View To A Kill
Fandom: The Hunger Games
Characters: Clove, Cato.
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: AU. Mentions of character deaths.
Summary: Written for the songfic challenge at 1_million_words, the song is A View To A Kill by Duran Duran. Cato and Clove are the last two standing when it is announced that the rule change allowing two tributes from the same distric to win has been revoked.

Clove had known there was a good chance it was going to come down to the two of them. It usually came down to some combination of the Career tributes, apart from that freak year a few years back when the girl from 7 pretended to be a weakling and then took them all out.

And she’d been confident. At the time they made the announcement, it had only been them and District 12 who would have benefited from the new rule, since they were the only ones where there were two from the same district still alive. Well, she’d personally taken care of Girl on Fire back when they were all invited to the feast (and hoped she’d given the audience as good a show as she thought she had), and lover boy hadn’t lasted long after that, since Cato cut him good. But Clove had never seriously thought those two would win. Twelve hadn’t had a winner since the last Quarter Quell, and besides, she and Cato were trained. Fire girl had more dumb luck than anything else.

And the other districts were no threat to them either. Cato had finished Thresh, and what’s her face from Five had thought she was smart, but what good did that do her against the mutts?

So that was it. The two of them had won. Any minute now, the fanfare would sound announcing their victory, and they could prepare for their triumphant return to District 2.

Then came the announcement. The change to the rules had been revoked. It had to be one or the other, Cato or Clove.

“Cato?” Clove whispered, not sure what she expected, or wanted, him to say or do.

What was that expression in his eyes as he turned to face her? Was it guilt, pity, sadness, or was it something else entirely?

“I’m sorry,” Cato says as he reaches for his spear. “This is all I know how to do.”


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May. 6th, 2014 11:24 pm (UTC)
Nice story!!
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