Black PenAnne I don't own it
The Districts gathered around the recuperating District was being rebuilt, slowly but surely. Her hair was dark black, her eyes a steel gray.12 had a scowl on her scarred, yet lovely, faces. "So, the capitol's personification is actually a spoiled brat?" she sneered. "Yes, the capitol is a mere child" District 11 confirmed. As District 12 lay in her hospital bed, the other districts were in full-out military dress. Baggy brown fatigues, a regulation brown tee-shirt, and a kimono-like bullet proof vest overtop. Each was armed to the teeth, but this was regulation armament. All military personnel in their districts were required to have weaponry on them, but the districts were so friendly to their citizens, it made them impossible to be feared. Most in districts had no problem with the new, non-corrupt policy. However, the capitol itself seemed to have a problem.
"Bring the tyrannical brat in here, would you?" District 12 said, smirking. Immediately, the young district ran in and shouted, "I want it back to the way it was!" District twelve narrowed her eyes. Deaf to the request to lie back down, she got up and grabbed the kiddie king by the collar. "Shut up, you short bastard. You nearly killed me, and had us all enslaved! You're a spoiled brat!" Te Capitol started to cry. District 12 calmed down, minimally. "I'm sorry. Mister Snow said it would be fun." He sobbed uncontrollably.
District 12 stood back, shocked. She stared at the boy, trying to sense dishonesty in his lavender colored eyes. She pulled off her black scarf, thinking of a plan to cheer the child up. "Here, capitol. You can have my scarf" she said nervously. Suddenly, the Russia-look-alike smiled and said, "Please kind lady, become one with the capitol?" The Districts stared at The Capitol for a good five minutes, and then started to laugh. District 6, the resident doctor, pushed over a wheelchair for 12. District 12, named Katniss Everdeen by her adopted family, and held the young capitol in her lap.
The Districts of Panem were so, so grossly unprepared for the chaos that the cryogenically comatose countries would cause. They didn't even know that the countries existed.
District 1: Luxury Goods
District 2: Stone Mining
District 3: Electronics/Technology
District 4: Fishing
District 5: DNA Splicing/breeding
District 6: Medicine and other scientific research (aka morphlings)
District 7: Lumber
District 8: Fabric
District 9: Food Processing
District 10: Livestock
District 11: Agriculture
District 12: Coal mining (Now terminated)
District 13: (Was thought to be terminated, but secretly it wasn't) Graphite Mining (unofficially they manufactured nuclear weapons and among that housed and produced other weaponry)