So… I will not write this. Probably.
Hunger Games/Once Mix
Basically a series of one-shots, blending the two ‘verses.
1.) Rumplestiltskin being from District 8. (Which is the textile industry.) He won his own games, but in a way that was considered “cheating”- running and hiding when he noticed something before the others, leaving him as the victor to a ridiculously short Game. Or poison. Something said to him by a Peacekeeper leaves him certain that his son is about to be reaped, leaving him to make a difficult choice. (Why this? Well, he’s a saner version of Annie Cresta- winning more on luck than anything else. And I think the reaping was occasionally “fixed”.)
He looked at Hodor. No, no, no, he repeats like a mantra, like a prayer. (No, not a prayer. God is not real, not in Panem. What he needs to do is find a way out, to save Bae, because his boy cannot go in the arena.)
He protected Bae, even after his wife left, claiming his nightmares and moments when he couldn’t breathe because that branch snapping was a Career, coming after him with a wicked knife. He’d never let him see footage of his own Games, never let him realize just how awful his father had been, and he hadn’t even given them a good show.
He’d known that he’d be punished somehow. He’d just hoped that Bae wouldn’t be dragged into his failures.
2.) Regina’s father is the Head Peacekeeper of District Twelve. Snow White spills the secret of her relationship with Daniel to Cora. Cora arranges for him to be reaped.
Regina forces herself to stop and think. She wants so very badly to just sit and fall apart, but she has to plan.
Every part of her is screaming to help Daniel somehow, but she cannot volunteer for him. So she needs to help him live. She can get to the Capitol, can steal every one of her mother’s spells so he doesn’t die in front of the entire country. she can bewitch all of the possible sponsors, make sure he gets food and weapons.
But would it be worth it? She’s seen the Victors, and if they aren’t heartless and grinning wickedly, they are so, so… lost. But Daniel, she tells herself, is stronger than that. The connection they have is real and strong and even if he’s damaged, she’ll stay, make sure he can put himself back together.
She fixes a smile on her face and goes to find Daddy.
3.) In District Three, a wild pack of muttations threatens the lives of everyone in the district. The Mayor makes a deal with the mysterious Dark One for help.
Belle just pours him another cup of tea. “Well, thank you anyway. I know you didn’t have to answer our summons.”
He looks at her like he has no idea what she means. “And why wouldn’t I?”
“Well,” Belle treads carefully, because she’s pieced enough together to realize she’s venturing into dangerous territory, “you never stopped the Games, did you?”
He blinked at her for a minute, like he’s not sure how to react. “All magic has a price, dearie. The bigger the spell, the bigger the price. And that…” He made a spinning motion with one finger. “Would be a very large price, indeed.”
“Yes,” Belle thinks. “It would. And it wouldn’t stop the cause, either. You would need something big, to change that. And I don’t think magic can change that many hearts.”
He smiles a bit, and it would be nice if it didn’t remind her quite so much of a razor. “Are we talking about a revolution, dearie? Now, now, that’s quite… dangerous.”
4.) Red and Peter of District Nine are in the arena, where Red’s family secrets can prove a major game-changer.
She listens to Granny’s advice and runs, stopping barely long enough to swipe a bag and flee into the snowy mountains, which are as good as home to her and Peter. She runs until it is dark and feels as if she can run farther. The moon is nearing full and she has the advantage.
She climbs the tree and waits, something like anticipation twitching between her shoulders. She probably won’t have to kill anyone, part of her thinks in relief. Most of them won’t last the night.
The cannons boom, and another part counts calmly, wanting to know the enemy.