"You just don't know when the hell to give up, do you?" He takes a few steps closer, his long strides diminishing the distance between the two tributes "Cato." The name unknowingly slips from her parted lips and she scrambles to a standing position. A false sense of protection overcomes her when she grabs a hold a broken arrow. A false hope for survival. Focus, think, hunt. Escape.

"It's a forbidden jutsu that gives you immense strength in exchange of something precious to you-" "…like what?" Her emerald eyes stared at his own cold onyx ones. "Who are you?" And it felt like something broke inside him all over again."-your memories."

"Mine, you're mine" he hissed. She was a sweet, delightful temptation daring him to claim for more. While he was a sick, hollow monster so deep and lost in his own dark hatred he'd forgotten how to feel. But she'd make him feel. For him. Only him.-Darkfic-