Mutated dogs. Yup. That's what they are.

Cato keeps running, and he's running to the cornucopia. I follow him. He must have his reasons.

I run and run, then I turn around and see that Katniss and Peeta are both behind. Katniss could have easily ran and caught up with me, but she is helping Peeta. Of course.

I reach the cornucopia and scale to the top. And oh, it is hot! The sun's been burning down on the metal for hours and it burns me.

It hurts, it hurts so bad but I still climb to the top. I feel like my hands are going to fall off. At the top, Cato's lying down and panting. I could just kill him right now and he'd be done. I have the one spear in my hand and I'm itching to just throw it at him just right now. And I decide to do so, these Games have been long, and now they are going to end.

I lift the spear and aim it at Cato's chest. But just then Katniss screams.

"Prim! Help me!" is what she says. I turn around and she is hoisting Peeta up to the cornucopia. I take Peeta's hands and pull him up with all my might. He get's up, and he pulls Katniss up. One of the dogs jump and try to bite Katniss, but it just misses her, ripping off part a of her pants and the hem of the cuffs.

I watch Cato, who isn't trying to kill us, but watching the mutts, horrified. I watch them too, and they send some sort of signal to each other. Then they all back up, except for one. It has long blonde fur. It runs and tries to jump onto the cornucopia, and misses by a mere foot. The dog has pink lips and green eyes. The collar is decorated with jewels, and it has the number 1 etched into it. Then suddenly it clicks into me. The blonde fur, green eyes, pink lips. The number 1. It's Glimmer.

"Ah!" I shriek when I suddenly notice that it is her. Is it her? Yes it is. And there's a mutt for each tribute.

I look and see that two mutts are together, with the same red coat, number 5 on their collars. One's big and the other is smaller. It's Jacqueline and her sister. Then most horrifying, there is a small mutt with dark fur, golden eyes, the number 11 weaved into the collar made of hay. Rue. I start looking at all the other mutts and they assemble the tributes. I'm watching the mutts. I'm watching the mutts when I feel myself fall down, and I slide off the cornucopia. I'm falling.

"Katniss!" I panic. It's going to end soon. I'm gonna fall to the bottom and the mutts are gonna eat me. I'm gonna die. I close my eyes. I feel something bite into my leg and the pain throbs and I scream in pain.

"Prim!"

I hear something being stabbed, and them I feel myself being pulled back up.

"Prim, a-are you okay?" I hear Peeta. His hands are covered in blood. What just happened? I don't understand.

"I'm...fine," I manage to say but we all know that I am not. I look down at my leg and it is in a bad, very bad state. It's bleeding from where the dog bit me, and blood is pouring out. No, gushing out. I will die soon from the blood I lose.

"Prim, give me the spear," Katniss says with her hand extended towards me. I hand over the spear. I'm not gonna be much use with it anyways.

I look around to see the mutts again, then I notice the medium sized one with pale skin, dark eyes. The number 3. I almost instantly recognize him. Noah. What did the Gamemakers do? Have they taken the dead bodies of the tributes and mutated them into these horrible mutts? No. I refuse to believe. I am watching the mutts when I'm suddenly pulled away, and held in a headlock.

I gasp for air. Cato's trying to suffocate me. I try fighting back but it is useless.

"Cato! Let go of my sister right now!" Katniss shrieks as she aims the spear at Cato's head.

"You hit me, and she goes down with me!"

Katniss panics and she is so worried. Then I have an idea.

I carefully reach towards my bleeding leg. I touch the cut with my finger and bring it to Cato's hand and I draw an x mark. I really hope Katniss get's the message.

Almost immediately, Katniss throws the spear with scary accuracy, at the x mark that I have drawn. Cato takes off his arm from me and yelps in pain. I grab the spear, turn around, and push him off the cornucopia. The mutts come and attack him.

The fight is long and the sound is painful. The three of us wait at the top of the horn. We wait for a long time. But there is no cannon. I'm bleeding real bad, and so Katniss uses her shirt to tie up my leg. We wait again but there is no cannon. We all decide to sleep, in peace. No shifts whatsoever, now that there is no one that is trying to kill us. The night is cold, and we share our body heat.

When we wake up, there is still no cannon. we can still hear Cato and I realise that a reflective quality on his entire body. How his sponsors even thought of it, I have no idea. It isn't failing him. He's alive. But he is still going through the misery.

"What should we do?" Peeta finally asks.

"Kill him," Katniss says with a shrug. "End the pain for him."

"But...how?" I ask.

"The spear. Prim, this is your task." Katniss tells me.

I do not understand what she means but I will kill Cato, like Katniss has told me.

I watch him in pity, thinking of how he has been being attacked by mutts the whole night.

I stand up and look at the piece of meat left from what was his body. I find a gap, his mouth. I can hear a faint "please" from him. He wants the pain to stop. I aim the spear at his mouth, shut my eyes and I throw the spear at him. Not because of vengeance, but out of pity. I hear a scream and then it goes quiet.

"So it's over?" Peeta asks.

The cannon replies for him.

"It's over," Katniss breathes out.

"Finally," I contributes.

The ground opens, and the mutts disappear into the hole.

I can't look at Cato, or what used to be Cato. The state he is in is horrible.

Katniss, Peeta, and I sit at the top of the cornucopia, and wait for the horns to announce our victory. We wait but it doesn't happens.

"W-what? I don't understand. The games are over," I say.

"Maybe we have to move away, so the hovercraft will take Cato's body and then it will be over," Peeta suggests.

"Why not, let's go to the lake," Katniss shrugs.

We come down from the cornucopia and walk over to the lake. I take in gulps of water, and that's when I realize how thirsty I had been.

The hovercraft comes and takes the body away. But there are still no horns.

I'm about to say something to Katniss and Peeta when I hear the trumpets.

"Congratulations to the final tributes of the 74th Hunger Hames! We have carefully examined our rule book and there can only be one victor. The previous rule change will be revoked. Also Ms. Katniss Everdeen will now be able to kill others as well as we approach our grande finale of the games! Good luck, and may the odds be ever in your favor."

I just stand there and gape in disbelief. Evil gamemakers.

"W-we have no weapons," Peeta says once all of us have regained the ability to speak.

"That's a lame excuse, we killed Jacqueline and her sister with the berries," Katniss says.

"Well at least one of us are going to make it out of the arena," He says with a shrug.

"Katniss, you deserve to leave the arena," I say.

"No Prim. Prim, you have to live. You are still young," Katniss tells me.

"Well we aren't really going to kill each other at this point," Peeta states the obvious.

Katniss and I shake our heads, to say no.

"We all know they have to have a victor," Peeta says.

The three of us just sit there dumbly, with the occasional stare at each other.

"They don't have to have a victor," I say and break the silence.

Katniss and Peeta stare at me.

I reach into my pocket and take out the nightlock.

Katniss and Peeta understand, and take a handful each.

"They don't have to have a victor," Katniss repeats.

"We would rather be together than leave the arena, alone."

"On the count of three?" I ask. They nod. I take in a deep breath.

"One," that was me.

"Two," that was Peeta.

"Three," that was Katniss.

"I love you Mother," I whisper as I put the berries into my mouth.

But just then, the trumpets sound again. Those stupid trumpets. And there's Claudius Templesmith's desperate voice.

"Stop! Stop!" He says.

I frantically spit out the berries.

But my eyes close, and everything turns dark. It's too late.

~A/N~ Ah!! What will happen to Prim?!?! Don't assume that she will somehow miraculously live, because she is the "main character". I can always tell the story in Katniss's POV.

Well with that said, I hope you guys are all excited for the next chapter! There will be only two more chapters, and I really need to thank you guys for all the support.

I'm sorry for the late update, but if you've read my previous Author's Note, you'll know where I've been.

Well I'll see you guys next week, bye~! Tysm for everything, love yall!!

-Monica