District Sleeps Alone


"But I was the one worth leaving."

Felix and Toby are young lovers who have moved to New York to start a new life. All is well until the day of September 11, 2002 when Osama Bin Laden succeeds in his attacks on the capital. Therefore taking over the president's office. Soon, Osama divides the countries into districts of twelve and to make things worse, he separates loved ones and forces them to battle to the death in arenas. Toby and Felix are soon captured and thrown into different districts. Felix in district 3, Toby in district 12. Their love is tested to the max. Will they fight for love, or will the two turn away from love to fight for something more precious. Freedom.



I'm taking a break from False Light to write a pewbuscus story. I've been hooked on this ship for quite awhile and decided to write. I promise this story will have quicker updates because I'm actually hooked on them. The story you're about to read is a crossover of the hunger games, Osama Bin Laden's attack on 9/11 and government issues. If you find yourself offended by any of this then I suggest you not read this story, as it will have a lot of racial tension.

*Many other youtubers will be mentioned.


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2. The Unexpected Dateline

In the basement of a military base in Afaganistan sat Osama Bin Laden himself. The Muslim had been impatiently waiting for this day. The day he could finally have his revenge on Americans for their disgusting belief in God.

Osama never had anything against Christians when he was younger. That was, until he found a religion which taught him that all Christians must die because they didn't believe in the same god as the Muslims did.

Which brings us here, the day of September 11, 2001. A horrific day where the world will suddenly turn and worship Osama as their own god.

"Mr. Bin Laden sir!" A squeaky voiced male with dirty black hair rushed into the cramped office, knocking over boxes as he did so.

Osama slammed his fists against the desk and turned to face the male. "What have I told you Malcolm," he hissed, "Never run into my office without knocking. Look at what you've done!" Osama pointed to shattered glass peeking out from a box on the floor.

"I-I'm sorry sir! It won't happen again, I promise." Malcolm stuttered, slowly moving back into the doorway.

"What is it you need?" The Muslim spat.

"It's not what I need, I've been sent to deliver a message."

"From?"

"Americans Airline Flight 11." Malcolm squeaked.

Osama jumped from his chair, hitting it against the wall because of the force of his jump. "They've already taken over? What news of United Airlines Flight 175?"

Malcolm gulped. "That flight has been taken over also."

Osama smirked, clapping his hands together in an eerie fashion. "What are they waiting for then?"

"Your word sir."

"Tell them I said to attack. It's now or never! Quickly Malcolm, once the towers have been attacked I would like to go on air to give a special word to the civilians of New York."

Malcolm nodded and jets off to finish off the tasks his boss had given him, while Osama cackles when he heard Malcolm giving the orders.

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"Toby I'm ready!" Felix screeched, strolling into the living room with his stripped blue shirt on, some khaki shorts and blue toms.

Toby laid on the couch and snores loudly.

"TOBY GET YOUR ASS UP!"

By the sound of Felix's raised voice, Toby jumped up and fell off the couch.

"Ouch, why the hell did you scream?" Toby whimpered and stood to his feet.

"I'm hungry and you said for me to go get ready so we can go. I come back to discover you're asleep!" Felix pouts.

"You're lazy ass took forever."

"That's it!" Felix yelled, tackling Toby back onto the couch and straddled his waist. "You deserve to be punished."

Toby raises an eyebrow. "Oh really? What do you plan on doing to me, oh Felix the great?"

"Oh you'll see." The blonde murmured, leaning in to catch the brunette in a soft kiss. But before their lips met something hit.

Literally.

A gut wrenching scream startled the two as they fell onto the floor by the force of something strong.

"It's an earthquake!" Felix cries as he stood to his feet, bringing Toby up as he did so.

Toby walks over to the window and pulls back the blinds. "That's no earthquake, Felix."

"Then what is it?"

"The World Trade Center has been hit."

Felix seemed about to respond, but Toby would never know. For another scream echoed through their small home and Toby grabbed his lover's hand, throwing the front door open to dart into the smokey and overcrowded city of New York.

// Gah, cliffhanger! cx Anyway, thanks for all who have taken time to read this so far. I really appreciate it, but if you have any problems with something just let me know because the mistakes improved could really help my story improve.

See ya in chapter three! (^.^)

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