Authors note: This is a crossover of season five of Doctor Who and ideas from The Hunger Games Trilogy. I wrote this with a challenge in mind. To incorporate Doctor who into the story plot of The hunger Games without changing both the outcome of the books and important moments in the trilogy. The start of the story takes place in the 42nd Hunger Games. This is my first Fan Fiction and Matt Smith shall forever be known as the Doctor to me. I don't own The Hunger Games or Doctor Who. - Moriarty
Chapter 1
As the Doctor opened the door of the TARDIS he causally remarked, "Would you look at that!" "What are you talking about?" said Amy, her red hair swing behind her as she appeared behind him. "Why aren't we in Paris?" Asked Rory. "Maybe we are, did you consider that Rory?" Replied the Doctor, turning around. It was then that the spear imbedded it's self into the TARDIS. "Right, back inside!" Yelled the Doctor. As he closed the door another spear was imbedded in the TARDIS. "So, definitely not Paris?" "No Amy, this is definitely not Paris." Said the Doctor as he walked past her. BOOM! "What the hell was that?" "That Rory was a canon." Said the Doctor. "Cannon? Why on earth is there a cannon? " "Well Rory, I can imagine a number of reasons that there is a cannon outside, most probably it's shooting at us!" As the Doctor fiddled around with the controls Rory asked, "What are you doing Doctor?" "I'm going to transport us around two hundred meters to the west, there's a small clearing on a cliff." "Why?" Asked Amy. "Ever heard of the phrase, 'Knowledge was found by the curious'?" The Doctor replied. "Yeah, but what about the phrase, 'Curiosity killed the cat'?" Rory asked. "To be honest Rory, I'm not much of a cat person."
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"Right you two, stay here, don't leave the TARDIS and don't touch anything." "Where are you going Doctor?" Amy asked. "I'm going to find out what's going on." He replied. After Walking through the forest for ten minutes the Doctor stopped. "You know, it's not polite to follow people." He called. "Come on, let's not play this game!" After hearing nothing but silence he continued. "Right then if that's how you want it. You there, little girl behind the rocks show yourself!" It was then she clambered out from behind the rocks. She looked around fourteen and had long brown hair with green eyes. She also had a small knife in her hand. "How do I know you're not a mutt?" She asked. "What's a mutt?" The Doctor asked. "What's a- what District are you from?" She asked. "I'm not from a District. And you didn't answer my question." Said the Doctor. "Mutt's are creatures bred by the capitol to-" She began "Genetics! When will people learn nothing good happens when you mess with genetics!" The Doctor said each word with a hit against a tree. As the Doctor turned to face her, he saw her on the ground. As he rushed over to her he saw that she was having trouble focusing on him. The Doctor pulled out his sonic screwdriver and began to examine her. "You're severely dehydrated, when was the last time you had a drink?" She only mumbled something in response before she passed out. "Come on then, let's get you to the TARDIS." And with that the Doctor slung her over his shoulder and began jogging to the TARDIS.
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Vern helms was a rarity. In a city where the most outrageous alterations were seen as an improvement, the fact that all he did was dye his hair powder blue would be looked down upon if it wasn't for his position. He already believed he was perfect and the subtle signs of aging were a testament to his experience; after all he had been the one to design some of the most entertaining arenas yet. "Where did she go?" He asked. As head game maker, it was his responsibility to make the games enjoyable for the capital. And losing a tribute was not part of that. "I don't know sir". Said a capital attendant. "That man was carrying her, and then they both disappeared, but her tracker's still working." "Well find her!" Vern yelled. Snow would have his head for this. He had executed his predecessor because he found the games 'Dull'. This would be intolerable.