*taking after his father being the best blacksmith in district 2, President Snow put stiles in charge of making/fixing weapons for the peacekeepers. President Snow showed him a blueprint for a FN P90 sub-machine gun that could locate its target So even the peacekeeper with the worst aim could take down the law breaker.*
Stiles: I am grateful that you would even consider me to work on this president Snow.
Pre. Snow: I trust you will finish this project before The reaping in three days.
Stiles: *nodding his head* of course sir, I will be finished midday tomorrow, I promise. *quickly regretting what just slipped out of his mouth*
Pre. Snow: dear boy, don't make promises you can't keep. I hate being disappointed, and you wouldn't like to see the things I do when I'm disappointed.
Stiles: *looking at his own hands. the index finger on his left hand and his thumb on his right hand were a bit dirty underneath. he looked back up at Snow* I'm sorry I wasn't thinking.
Pre. Snow: it's fine, how's your mother and father? Oh I'm sorry she died, didn't she? I should have thought before I spoke shouldn't I? Being thoughtless can hurt people Stiles.
Stiles: *clears his throat* yes you're right, please excuse my thoughtlessness sir, please forgive me.
Pre. Snow: of course stiles you're forgiven. Now I should go to let you start working on that project, you have 3days.
*two days later around 8pm stiles is in his work shop finishing the last part of the gun when stiles boyfriend of three years Derek Hale walked in with a picnic basket and a grin on his face. Stiles looked at him suspiciously and Rising an eyebrow.*
Derek: hey Stiles how's working on that gun for president Snow going?
Stiles: Um fine I'm almost finished...what are you doing here?
Derek: well, you've been so busy with that thing *pointing to some of the gun parts in stiles hands* we barely spend anytime together. So I wanted to take you on a picnic today, erm a late night picnic now I guess. At least before The reaping tomorrow.
Stiles: *thinking to himself* "well this is only the prototype, I can finish it later. The only thing I really have to make are bullets." okay Derek I can go with you now just let me put my things away okay? *cleaning his hands with a handkerchief while walking around his big work table and put a hand on Derek's shoulder* wait for me outside okay and I'll be right out.
*15minutes later stiles finally comes out of his work shop and kisses Derek's lips quickly, taking his hand and pulled them through the busy streets of the district preparing for the reaping tomorrow.*
*Stiles took Derek to one of the caves in district 2 and they climbed up to the top. It looked over the whole district, you could see all the people busy and rushing around and is the perfect place for them to possibly be spending their last day together.*
Derek: *sigh* this is amazing Stiles. I wish we didn't have the damned reaping tomorrow. We could spend our days or nights like this all the time.*laying out the picnic blanket and setting the food down on plates*.
Stiles: I'm happy you like it up here. My dad told me he use to bring my mom up here, before, she died. And well, he said you'd like it here.
Derek: he was right as always.*settling down next to Stiles and grabbing a sandwich from the Little lay out of food* so are you worried about tomorrow?
Stiles: of course not, if I'm chosen they would stand no chance against me. I've trained my whole life, it would be suicide for them to even try me. I will destroy them.
Derek: wow, you seem so sure.
Stiles: I am. *putting a hand on Derek's cheek and in a comforting voice* I have to be if I want to come back to you. I have to be sure that I'd survive.
Derek: well, you or I won't be called and I have to be sure of that. *putting his sandwich down, scooting closer to Stiles and kissing him fully on the lips. Kissing him as if he would never kiss him again.*
Stiles: *breaking the kiss and Derek protesting* I have something for you. *taking a small black box out of his black leather jacket pocket. Derek looked at him anxiously.*
Derek: Um, what's that?
Stiles: *smiled and handed Derek the box. Derek opens the box and there's a necklace with the district 2 masonry seal in a bronze plate. (kinda like the mockingjay pendant) and engraved with "I will protect you with my life, forever and always."
Derek: Aw stiles, this is amazing.
Stiles: an early 18th birthday present.
Derek: a 6 month early 18th birthday present.
Stiles: just in Case.
*under the moon and the stars Derek and Stiles spent the night in each others arms,one with each other and the stars and the moon.* ..
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Hey Linda here, I know this part isn't much of anything, but isn't that how the hunger games start? don't worry it'll get better. But comment what you think so far. Vote that let me know you really liked it and would like me to carry on writing this. Follow me for more and lastly please please please share with your friends. That is of course if they like Sterek and the hunger games... Thanks a bunch kisses
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the hunger games: the forgotten year (Sterek)
FanfictionIt's again time for the annual hunger games, with a twist. All first sons will compete in the only all male hunger games. Stiles, the son of a once incredible blacksmith now weakened by the guilt of his wife's death, and his boyfriend Derek hale now...
