A/N: This Story will be a little different from the ones I've written. For one, it'll be in different parts, each part deals with a few characters. There will also be characters I have never written or role played before so I apologize for any future OOC-ness of the characters. I will give you a warning here for abusiveness and such here since I tend to accidently go overboard with that. That is why the rating for this is 'M'. I'll try to give a warning at the beginning of the chapters that have that, but I may forget. I'm also putting accents in for everyone I can and using different languages. I will translate for some harder stuff, but for the simple things, I won't unless someone needs me to. I will also be using Google for translations so if you know a correct translation for the English I said the translation was, a nice correction in the reviews or through a pm would be great and I'll change it as soon as I can. On the topic of reviews: please do not put anything rude or nasty or about such a horrible story you think it is. I didn't make you read it and you can stop any time you want. Criticism is alright as long as it is in a nicer manner, like constructive. I will delete any comments I find that are hateful in nature towards me or my story. I'm trying my best here, honest. I will try to update every Friday, but as I am still writing it I can't guarantee that. To put some credit here, this is loosely based off of a role play. It was a mix of both our ideas. This story also has multiple pairings. What I can remember is PruCan, UsUk, AusHun, GerIta, and Spamano. There's more though. And as the disclaimers that I have never put before because I forgot it goes, I do not own Hetalia or the characters. Sorry for the long Arthur's Note, but I needed to clear some things up. I think that's it, so now I'll let you get to reading my new story.

Prologue:

There were some scientists that had been trying to make living for humans easier and more efficient by changing them. These scientists used animal parts to try to accomplish this. They would use things like wings, webbed feet, gills, eagle eyes, and other things like that.

The first few tests, though, had gone terribly wrong and the experiments were stopped forever. Except for a few select scientists, that is. These scientists who continued would come to be known as the mad scientists. They took anyone they could get to use in their experiments. The people ended up being half human and half animal, and not only physically. The mad scientists and found a way to rearrange their brains so they would be only half human mentally as well. That didn't always work out how they wanted it to though.

The mad scientists worked in a secret facility. They conducted most of their experiments there and that was where they kept all their test subjects. After the experiments had been completed, the scientists sent out the new half-human, half-animal hybrids out into the world to live a normal life. But nothing was normal ever again for these hybrids. The people who had never been experimented on, which were a huge majority, did not understand the hybrids, or even try to. They were mean to the hybrids and nearly all the humans were cruel to them, ignored them, or used them as servants or slaves. And the hybrids were always treated cruelly.

Some of the normal people, however, were nice to the hybrids. They tried their best to understand them and did all they could to help them. Only a small handful of people would do that, and only a two people made a place for these hybrids to stay. It was a place where they would feel and be accepted by everyone there. It was a safe haven for all the hybrids out there.

The only two people who would dare do this were the Beilschmidt brothers. Under the elder's supervision of the whole thing, of course. And this is how the idea entered his head in the first place and how he was able to keep going with the whole project, letting the hybrids be equal once again.

End prologue

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Part One: Gil

Gilbert Beilschmidt was walking down the street to Antonio's house. His best friend hadn't contacted him in a few days in anyway. Though this normally wouldn't normally have bothered Gilbert, he had a bad feeling about this. He got to Antonio's house soon enough and looked up at it.

"He better be here." Gilbert murmured to himself, going up to the door. He knocked first before just going inside, glad the door was unlocked. It gave him an uneasy feeling that he chose to ignore. "Toni! Hey, Toni, you in here!?"

There was no answer to Gilbert's yelling. He sighed softly and continued looking through the house, calling for his Spanish friend. He didn't get any response and didn't even see him. Gilbert checked everywhere in the house and he even went into the tomato garden out back, just to find everywhere was empty of humans.

He sighed again and leaned against the fence in the back yard, pulling out his phone. He looked through the contacts until he found his other best friends' name; Francis Bonnefoy. He selected the name and hit the call button. Gilbert listened to the other phone ring a few times before it was picked up.

"Bounjour." Francis greeted on the other side of the line. " Oo is zhis?"

"Zhe awesome Gilbert. Und I have somzhing to ask."

"Ask away, mon ami."

"Have you seen Toni around lately? I haven't seen him anyvhere, und I even checked his house."

There was a sigh from Francis before he spoke again. "Gilbert, 'ow many times do we 'ave to tell you, you can't just go barging into ozher people's 'ouses? But, non, I 'ave not zeen 'im. Why would eet bozher you? Zhis isn't zhe first time zomezhing like zhis 'as 'appened."

"Vell, don't you zhink it's a little strange zhaat neizher of us know vhat he's doing, or at least vhere he is?"

"Well, I suppose eet is a little strange 'e 'asn't told us by now. …Oh, wait. I remember now. Zhere was a van at 'is 'ouse zhe ozher day. Well, eet 'ad been at 'is 'ouse anyway. Eet was driving away."

"A van?"

"Oui, a black van. Eet was 'eading for zhe souzhern part of town."

"Southern part? But from Toni's house, zhere's nozhing down zhere really… Nozhing but zhat old hospital."

"I know. But maybe zhey where going out of town?"

"I don't know, Francis. But I have a really bad feeling about zhis."

"A bad feeling? 'Ow come?"

"Remember zhat incident last veek. Zhe kidnapping?"

"Zhe one with the little girl and little boy and zhe mad scientist?"

"Ja. Und I have a feeling zhat it isn't just kids zhey're taking anymore. I mean, it's been mainly kids, but maybe zhey're trying to do zhat wizh adults."

"You mean you zhink zhat zhey took Toni for… for zhat?"

There was a pause as Gilbert looked up at the sky for a moment, starting to think. He spoke again after a few moments.

"Francis, I'm going to go down zhere."

"What? But, Gil. If zhey're doing zomezhing to 'im, zhey won't 'esitate to do zomezhing to you as well."

"…I know. But I'm not scared. He's our friend, Francis. I'm going to go get our friend back."

"We bozh know you don't want 'im to be like zhat because you 'ate zhem. Not because you want to 'elp."

"…Vhatever. I'm still going to get him back here. If I'm not back by zhe time your shift is over, meet me at zhe old hospital."

"Alright. Just remember zhis one zhing: zhey may 'ave already got 'im if zhis is what you zhink eet is."

"Don't talk like zhat!"

"I'll meet you zhere or at 'ome."

"Danke." Gilbert ended the call and put his phone back in his pocket. "Zhat stupid Spaniard better be OK." He grumbled to himself before walking back through Antonio's house. Once he was out of it, he ran back to his own house, a block or so over, and got to his car.

"Zhis damn old zhing better start zhis time…" he mumbled to himself, starting up the engine of his old Volkswagen. It took a few times before it roared to life. When it did, Gilbert went flying down the road.

He ignored every stop sign and the two stop lights that stood between him and the hospital. It was a pretty much straight road that Gilbert sped down, only a few small turns. After about fifteen minutes, with Gilbert's increased speed, he was there.

The hospital had been abandoned for a few decades, ever since a fire burned through half of it. Many of the patients and doctors had been lost. Only a few survived and all were sent to the new hospital farther into town. The old hospital was off-limits to everyone ever since then due to safety issues. No one had set foot in it until a few mad scientists decided it would be their place to do the experiments.

Gilbert parked right up at the front doors and got out of his car, but he left it running. He slammed the door and went into the old hospital. He was hit first by the smell of the old place. It still held the smell of that smoke and water. And if you concentrated hard enough and used a little of your imagination, you would faintly be able to smell the burning bodies and equipment.

"Vhere vould zhey take him?" Gilbert quietly asked himself as he walked into the lobby. "Zhey can't go to zhe burned part… So zhe left…" He walked down the hall to his left, trying to ignore the sudden chill up his spine.

He shook his head in attempt to clear his mind. "Get a hold of yourself, Gilbert. Ghosts don't exist and zhere is nozhing to be afraid of. Acting like zhere is vould be so unawesome."

Gilbert continued walking for a while until he heard a low humming that was a generator. He followed the noise, slow at first but he picked up his pace when he heard the humming grow louder.

He looked through all the rooms with windows just to find they were all empty. When he got to the middle of the third hallway, Gilbert finally heard human voices. He stopped running and stood by the partially open door and out of view.

"Should it look like that?" someone asked from inside the room.

"Of course it is." Another voice replied. "And if we just inject this here, we should see some scales in a few days on the other side."

"But I was sure his arm shouldn't be like that right now." The first voice said, sounding uncertain.

Gilbert didn't want to hear anymore, not sure of what would be said next. He pushed the door open and came into the room, not even sure if Antonio was in there or not. Luckily for Gilbert, he was.

Antonio was lying on a hospital bed with three of the mad scientists around him. He didn't have a shirt on and it showered his upper right side was a snake's red, white, and black pattern. It went from the middle of his chest to partway down his upper right arm, with a few scales starting to show. And he had fangs like a snake poking out of his mouth.

Gilbert's hands clenched into fists when he saw his best friend like that and three scientists that were responsible for it.

"Vhat zhe hell did you do to him!?" was all Gilbert could get out before his fists started flying. He hit every scientist he could as hard as he could, yelling out curses and all kinds of profanities in German as he did.

It took seven minutes for Gilbert to get all of the scientists down. He was a little beat up himself, but the scientists hadn't been willing to hit Gilbert with anything they had been holding, fearing it would break or that something would get into his system that they needed.

Gilbert went over to Antonio and gently shook his shoulder.

"Toni? Toni, wake up, come on." He shook the unconscious Spaniard a little harder. "Come on, wake up!"

Antonio still wouldn't wake up, so Gilbert just hauled him up over his back and carried him out of the room.

"Verdammen, vhich vay did I come from?" Gilbert looked down both ways of the hall. It looked exactly the same to him. He thought for a minute before he heard the scientists behind him start to stir. He took off running down to the right, hoping it was the right way.

After running down several hallways, Gilbert stopped to catch his breath. He set the still unconscious Antonio down and leaned against the wall. He looked around some, just to find he was lost.

"Damn mad scientists. If zhey had given zhe awesome me another minute…" he looked over at Antonio and sighed softly. "Und zhere's nozhing I can do for Toni."

Gilbert heard a little girl's screaming and looked up. It had sounded close too. He slowly stood up and peered into the window.

In the room was a little girl being held down on an operating table. She had cat ears and a little tail. She was alone in there with a few other scientists. Gilbert looked a little closer and saw the scientists where cutting her open for one of their experiments. At least, Gilbert was sure that was it. And he found something stranger. The little girl wasn't anesthetized.

"…Vhat zhe hell are zhey doing?" Gilbert quietly asked no one. The scientists continued making the cut and the girl let out another scream.

Gilbert sat back down and realized he could hear more screams coming from down the hallway. All he could do for a few minutes was sit there and listen to the screams, his legs refusing to work at the moment.

When he was able to stand again, Gilbert checked to see if Antonio was still unconscious. He was, so Gilbert picked him up again and started walking back the way he had come. Luckily, he managed to avoid any mad scientists in the halls.

After a half hour or so, Gilbert managed to find the exit. His car was still there and still running. He opened the passenger door and got Antonio in. Once he was buckled in, Gilbert went around to the driver's side and got in. He took another look at Antonio before driving off again.

He drove at the speed limit this time, adding a few miles or so like everyone else, but Gilbert kept thinking about the screaming he had heard and the little girl with the cat ears.

"Something needs to be about zhis." He told himself as he stopped at a red light this time. "But no one is going to do anyzhing."

Gilbert glanced over at Antonio to see he was still out. "Looks like zhey got him anesthetized. He had zhe better end of the deal I guess." Then he shook his head, having second thoughts. "Zhere's no good side to zhis."

He looked back to the front just as the light turned green. He drove off again and continued to think about everyone that must be at that old hospital and Antonio, how he was now.