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The Final Battle (5)
Lovino was sitting in a tree, his soldiers were camped out underneath him. He was currently over in China fighting against Yao and his army. He had been waiting for Feliciano on the ground, but with the chance of the Chinese army striking at any minute, he decided that sitting in a tree would be safer than anything.
"Fratello!"
Lovino looked over "I'm in the tree, Fratello" he said softly before watching his brothers caramel eyes turn towards him.
"Ve~! How did you get up there?"
"I climbed, dumb-ass" Lovino snapped before sighing "Where have you been?"
"I was with Luddy!"
"Bastardo!" Lovino yelled, causing their army to look over at him "He's the enemy, you're not supposed to be talking to him!"
"But Lovi"
"Don't call me that!" Lovino snapped "Only Antonio can call me that!" he stopped and clenched his fists as he realized what he had just said, a small blush spread across his cheeks as he looked down at his lap. "I know you want to be with the Potato-Bastard right now, Feli" he said
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The Final Battle (4)
“Bruder!”
Gilbert winced slightly as he heard his brothers voice echoing through the house, he had just gotten back from his boyfriends house. His mind was still on how America was being bombed, who had done it and was it a declaration of war. He sighed and stood up, his ruby eyes slipping closed as he ran his pale fingers through his even paler hair. “Ich komme, Bruder!” he yelled as he heard Ludwig call for him once again “ein Moment, Bitte!”
“Du kommst jetzt, wir sind unter Beschuss!“
Gilbert froze at his brothers words ‘They’re under attack?’ he thought as he ran out of the basement and to the living room where his brother sat with Feliciano “By whom?” he asked he watched the younger German’s face. He raised an eyebrow when Ludwig looked at the teary eyed Italian “Italia?” he asked
“N-Norway”
Gilbert blinked before laughing “Norway can’t defeat us” he said p
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The Final Battle (3)
Elizaveta swallowed back her tears and her apologies as she looked up at Alfred; the American was covered in blood from his head to his toes. His once bright and happy blue eyes were now a darker blue from grief, pain and exhaustion. “America” she said softly she slowly rose to her feet, even with bombing he had won. She had even made sure to strike the White House because that was where Alfred’s heart was. The Hungarian nation was wearing a new outfit; it was a sleeveless white on the top with a brown stripe down the middle. She also wore a very loose dark brown skirt but it had black shorts underneath it. A small sleeve of fabric rested just below her left shoulder and on it was a shield. Her right arm had a glove like cloth on it. Her hair was left down but the flower was an off white instead of the normal pinkish-red. She was holding duel pistols since she didn’t like using the giant guns like the rest of her army.
“You’re stronger than we gave y
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The Final Battle (2)
Matthew didn't have to wait very long, maybe an hour before Alfred suddenly clutched his chest with a yelp. He didn't have to ask what had happened, he already knew. A bomb had landed in the United States, probably near Washington since that was where Alfred's heart was. The Canadian looked up at Gilbert, the Prussian didn't look like he was in pain, but he was looking at Matthew with a look that said 'what's happening?' The blond let out a sign as he lay down against Gilbert, his eyes closing as he waited for the Prussian to get bombed as well.
"Alfred? What's happening?" Gilbert asked as he looked at the American who had gone extremely pale
"I-I don't know" Alfred said softly as a small amount of blood slipped from between his lips before he coughed into his hand, splattering his palm with the dark red liquid.
"Mattie?" Gilbert asked looking down at the Canadian that was once again crying "What's happening to your brother?"
Matthew just buried his face into Gilbert's chest, trying to
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The Final Battle (1)
The entire room went quiet as the nations looked around at each other; each of them had no clue what to say to what Harper had just announced. Eventually a small voice poked up from the left side of the room. “It’s just us?” The Finish blond said hesitantly as his own soft purple eyes looking at Harper.
Stephan nodded “Yes, just you guys” he said “we have brought this meeting together now so that we can attack without the other nations knowing about our plan. A surprise attack as I like to call it”
Matthew’s entire body was numb ‘Harper’s making me fight not just my brother and father’ he thought as he stared at the table ‘but also my boyfriend?’
“Do you have something to say, Canada?”
Matthew jumped slightly as the hand touched his shoulder “Why?” he said, his voice barely above a whisper as he looked up at Harper “Why now?”
“Because I believe that all the nations he
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The Final Battle (Introduction)
Matthew looked down the hall, he and a few other nations such as the Italy twins, Roderich, Elizaveta and Arthur, were called to a meeting room. They had each received a simple letter in the mail the week before giving them a time, date and location for a secret meeting, but that was it. The Canadian took a breath before knocking on the door, it was a few seconds later before it opened, showing a man dressed completely in black “M-Mr. Harper?” he said as he recognized his prime minister “What are you doing here?”
“Ah, good of you to join us, Canada” Harper said as he pulled the second largest nation into the room “We were just waiting on you”
Matthew looked around the room; aside from the nations listed earlier there was also Tino, Kiku, and Lukas. He bowed his head slightly towards the others nations in recognition before going to a seat that had his flag in front of it. Aside from the nations, their leaders were also present; except for
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Fall of Captain America
Fury looked at the screen, it was covered in little red dot showing where the enemy was. It was also a giant map of downtown Manhattan, and several multicolored dots showing where the avengers were seeing how they were scattered throughout the city. Blue was Steve, Yellow was Natasha, Green was Bruce, White was Clint, Gray was Thor and Orange was Tony. At the moment, all five colored dots were completely surrounded by red dots and Loki, the giant red dot in the center, was currently facing off the smaller Gray dot of Thor. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eyes, he saw the blue dot flicker and disappear….
"Rogers is down" Fury said into the headset he had on "I repeat, Rogers is down"
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Steve whipped his shield around; the enemy was too many and was gaining ground quickly. "H-Hawkeye!" he said desperately as they surrounded him "I need backup!"
Sorry, Captain. I'm a bit pre-occupied
St
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Newborn -P1-
Matthew watched his prey, his red eyes narrowing slightly, his tongue gently licking his right fang as he darted forward, his unnaturally enhanced speed making it easy to catch the human. Pulling the man's head back by the long black hair, he sank his fangs into the pale flesh, releasing the delicious red liquid called blood. His eyes closed happily as he drank, making sure he wasn't drinking when the humans heart stopped, after all, that would kill him, drinking blood from a dead man. Several minutes later he released the man, letting the soon to be dead body drop into a heap at his feet, licking his lips to get the blood off his face before he went to look for new prey. He was a newborn; he had been changed three days prior by someone by the name of Francis Bonnefoy, once of the most wanted vampires. Matthew continued walking, his eyes once again scanning the streets for someone he could eat.
"Mathieu"
Matthew stopped and smiled "Francis" he said turning to face the elder vampire tha
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Queens of Wonderland P1
Madaline walked down the street, her white shoes clicking on the ground. She was meeting up with her cousin, Amy, at the park. They did this every saturday since they both lived alone. She let out a sigh as she looked down at her feet 'I wish I could find someone that loves me' she thought biting her soft pink lip 'anyone would be fine, just as long as I'm not alone anymore'
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Francis sat in his throne "I don't care" he said looking at Raoul, his servent and friend "Just find me a maiden, one you think would be perfect for me"
"Yes, sir"
Francis looked up at the ceiling, it was no fun being the White King of Wonderland if he didn't have a Queen to rule with him.
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Madaline stopped as a snow white cat walked up to her "Hello" she said smiling before it grabbed her dress in it's teeth and started pulling her down
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Queens of Wonderland (Intro)
Madaline brushed out her white dress, it wasn't a special occasion but she was planning on talking a walk around town. Her long blond hair was pulled back into two pigtails that curled down to her lower back. Her bright violet eyes scanned herself in the mirror, she was small, around 5'2". She was short for being 21.
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Amy popped a sucker into her mouth, her blue dress was blowing in the wind with her short blond hair. Her sky blue eyes sparkled behind thin wire glasses. She was 5'7" and 23, her cousin, Madaline, was meeting her at the park for their evening pick-nick.
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Alice glared at herself in the mirror, her green dress set out her eyes way too much. Her blond hair was laying flat down her back as she looked away from her appearance. She was 5'4" and the age of 19.
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Living hell -3-
Matthew gasped as his eyes flew open, he was alone again. This time the room was the size of a small closet. A cry escaped his lips as he started shaking "Let me out!!" he begged, tears rolling down his face "Please!" he buried his face as he started hyperventilating.
"Calm him down!!"
Matthew felt hands gently touch his shoulders but his mind was still freaking out.
"Calm down"
Matthew stiffened as arms wrapped around him, holding him to someone's chest. Slowly he started relaxing "Get me out" he whispered, almost instantly he was picked up and carried into a larger room. He buried his face in the man's chest as his breathed slowly returned to normal.
He wants to hurt you
'He's protecting me' Matthew thought as he was set on a bed
That's what he wants you to think
Matthew was too tired to reply, he slowly looked up at the man "who-?" he started
"Alfred"
Matthew smiled "Matthew" he whispered before falling asleep
Get up before your father realizes you're still asleep
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Guardian Angel -1-
SIXTEEN YEARS LATER
Matthew looked at Arthur, the single feather from his childhood hanging around his neck. Ever since he turned sixteen, Arthur, his savior, had been helping him to start flying. No progress was being made. He sighed for the third time and put his head on the table "Maybe I'm not meant to go home, Arthur" he said softly
"Of course you are, Lad" Arthur said putting a hot cup of tea next to the angel "Now drink your tea"
Matthew smiled and straightened up "Can we try again?" he asked hopefully
"maybe tonight, Matthew" Arthur said sitting down at the table and sipping his own cup of earl grey tea
Matthew nodded and picked up the cup "why haven't the people who killed Mother come after me yet?" he asked before taking a small sip
"You're full of questions aren't you, lad" Arthur said putting his tea down and looking at the angel "I'm sure the lord is protecting you as he does for everyone"
"Then why didn't he protect mother?"
"You said those demons took you two by s
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Matthew watched as the inmates walking past him, he heard them asking why he, a small twelve year old boy, was there.
you're as messed up as they are, kid
"thank you, Voi" Matthew muttered with a frown as he was led to the cafeteria by his personal doctor. The room was huge, and had at least thirty or so people with five round tables, and about seven chairs per table. Matthew was led to a des k in the corner, it was his personal table. He sat down and hugged his stuffed bear to his chest as a tray of food was placed in front of him. He muttered a quick thanks before he started eating
Why do you still have that bear your dead brother gave you?
"Shut the Voi" Matthew said as his fork paused a few inches from his mouth "Why I do and don't do doesn't concern you"
You look down right pathetic, kid. Seriously, get rid of it. Rip it's head off just like your dear brother
"Shut up!" Matthew yelled, making everyone in the room jump and look at him. He looked back at his foo
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"Birdie!" He screeched, and fell to his knees in front of the lad.
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Hello, my name is Brittany

I like writing stories when I'm bored.

I'm a total Hetalia fangirl and an absolute Yaoi(guyXguy) fangirl.

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