A/N: Non-Canon, just my version of the 21st hunger Games.
When I started this, I saw a map with District 7 in my home state, so lets assume District 7 is in NM.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Hunger Games, and any relation to persons living or dead may be coincidental.
Introduction:
Katniss won the 74th and 75th Hunger Games. So who won all the others?
This is the story of the 21st Hunger Games
Jacob awoke from his small bed. His 6ft 4in frame had a hard time in District 7. But, it was all he had. One did not simply choose where they lived. If he could, oh man, he would be living in the Capitol, where all the rich important people lived, those who didn't have to send their children like him off to fight in the Hunger Games. Even so, he lived in a bad district. In the days before the Great War, the pre-residents of District 7 were the ones who invented the bombs that fell. The one that fell and obliterated 13.
"Enough of those somber thoughts," he said aloud to himself. "I have enough to worry about today. Stupid Reaping." The Reaping was the worst day of the year. It's the day that took his best friend, Matt. Last Reaping, Jacob's name had been selected, but Matt, knowing that Jacob had to support his family, volunteered as tribute. Matt later died in the arena, killed by some person from 4.
In order to get away from the sad thoughts in his shack of a house, Jacob went out to Matt and his secret spot, hidden in mountians that surrounded the district. This cave was appearently someone's secret bunker, and it was filled with a bunch of pre-rebellion stuff, such as a weird box that had a picture of an apple with marks that looked like there used to be writing. There also was a black hinged case, with one hinge broken. Like the box, it had a glassy part that was pure black. There were also some holes in the side of this case, and a silver word on top that read len-. (A/N: Give you 3 guesses as to what the box with the apple is and the first 2 don't count). Jacob kept this items his secret, not wanting his only link to the past to be destroyed.
After spending a few hours in the secret spot, Jacob went back home to get ready for his last Reaping. When he got home, he got dressed and joined his sister and brother at the Reaping Ceremony. He knew he wouldn't be selected, after all, who gets picked 2 years in a row. He saw his brother, who was only 12 years old standing a few rows behind him and hoped that he wouldn't get picked. Finally, their escort, Elijah Maestas, arrived onto the stage. "Well, then" Elijah announced, "Let's get this Reaping over with so we can see who the lucky people who get to go to the Capitol are. The rules say, ladies first, so." Elijah stuck his hand into the giant glass ball and selected a white slip. "Mariam Mora." She walked forward onto the stage to accept her fate. Fate, being the cruel mistress she is decieded to pick one of District 7's best people. Everyone knew her, and she was the nicest person one could ever meet. Fate was cruel this year.
Then Elijah walked over to the boys bin. After running his hand through the jar for a bit, he selected another white slip. "Jacob Carpenter." The fates were REALLY cruel this year. Whispers filled the plaza, such as "Wasn't he picked last year as well?" and "That's the guy who Matt volunteered for, I guess he got picked again. Poor guy." Jacob sighed, and walked up to the stage, shook hands with Mariam, and sat down.
Satisfied that both tributes were picked, Elijah went to the center of the stage and said, "District 7, here are your tributes for this year. May the odds be ever in your favor."