Bonjour, mes amis! I wanted to write something for the 75th anniversary of D-Day, but I couldn't think of anything on the fly, and since I had a WWII AU hiding in my documents, I figured, "shoot, why not?"
While this is my first published Hetalia fanfic, I've been working on several behind-the-scenes, and I've been writing here for a pretty long time, so I hope this little teaser chapter piques your interest.
Please drop a review if you enjoyed it, I'd really appreciate it 😊
And without further ado, allons-y!
"Gwen, get out of here!"
"I'm not leaving you and Will behind, Artie!"
Another explosion caused the building to shudder dangerously. The warehouse was on its last legs―another bomb would collapse it entirely.
"Gwen, please. . ." Will's voice was raspy. A slow trickle of blood oozed from his mouth and down his chin before dripping steadily on the collar of his torn uniform. "At least one of us should live―one of us needs to warn the others. . ." He coughed harshly, causing more blood to spill from between his cracked lips.
Arthur cradled his older brother's head in his hands, propping his body on his lap as best he could. "They need to know from one of us, Gwen."
"Then why does it have to be me?!" Gwen's green eyes stung with tears. "Blast it, Artie, why me?! I don't want to leave you here to die!"
"I'm not leaving my brother!" Arthur answered stubbornly.
"And I'm not leaving half of me behind!" Gwen retorted. "Artie, we can't survive without each other―and you can't survive without Will. Either we all die or we all survive. And I'm willing to take the chance of staying here with you even if it means we fall."
Despite the urgency of the situation, Will and Arthur exchanged rueful smiles. "St-Georges are stubborn lots, are they?" Arthur commented dryly.
"As stubborn as any Kirkland on a given day." Gwen knelt down next to him, gently placing her hand on Will's forehead.
Will's smile gentled as his green eyes looked up at Arthur and Gwen from behind his cracked glasses. "If there was anywhere I'd want to die, it'd be with you two stupid knights."
Arthur grinned. "What did you expect? We're the bloody United Kingdom, you prat. We don't leave each other behind."
As another tremor brought the building down around the three, they remained huddled around each other. Just before they were buried in rubble, they shouted their defiance into the noses of the planes dropping bombs on their beloved city.
"RULE BRITANNIA!"
No promises as to when I'll update this tbh 😅 Hopefully it'll be sooner rather than later, but I'm not sure. So, a bientot!
Characters (in order of named appearances):
Guinevere "Gwen" St. George - Nyotalia England
William "Will" Windsor-Kirkland - London
Arthur "Artie" Kirkland - England
Oh, one quick note - I refer to the countries by their human names when a country and his/her Nyo are in the same scene.
(posted June 6th, 2019)