[DISCLAIMER]: Hetalia characters (altered or not) belong to Himaruya Hidekaz.
Story is based on a children's book by Paul van Loon.
OCs (Eric Jones, Rose Kirkland, Lawrence Tennant, and others) belong to me.
Warnings: OVERLY CLICHÉ!, to some extent language, blood and homosexual relationships (Duh)
Initial couples: Germany/Fem!Italy
Human names used. Fem!Italy is Vanessa.
The Netherlands is Abel
Belgium is Judithe
Luxembourg is León
Hello, my dear reader. This story was originally written for an English assignment. Our teacher told us to write a fictional story about anything, in which you were allowed to use characters and storylines from existing works. I have written this together with Elise-san here on ff, so please be sure to check her profile as well.
[NOTE]: Yes, I have actually handed this in.
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Prologue
Sheffield, England, 2:24 am, 10-26-2004
Sirens and blue flashing lights broke the peace of the full moon night as the fire truck hurried down the streets of a small village in Yorkshire, England. As soon as they were at the spot, the fireman hurried out, preparing to extinguish the fire that was lighting the autumn sky. An old, isolated house was ablaze, destructing red, orange and yellow arms grabbing every bit of what it could reach and swallowing it. The house was all captured in a warm orange glow, making it evident the fire had already been going on for quite a while before the firemen had arrived. Why hadn't they called earlier?
"Hurry up, men!" One of the firemen shouted. The team worked hard, trying their best to ignore the crowd gaping at the burning house. Those people didn't even try to move out of the way. They were just standing there as though they didn't care in the slightest about the burning house.
"Excuse me, Ma'am. Are the owners of this house still in there?"
"I hope so!" The woman shouted back, and stared up the building again.
Say what? She hoped the people were still in there? He hoped he had misheard it and just continued his work. With the lots of burning wood and the risk of collapse it was far too dangerous to go in anyway.
As they finally managed to control the fire, all firemen wondered about the same thing. It took long, very long to finally put the fire out and dipping the village in the dark of the night again. "Poor people." A fireman said to his colleagues. "They've got nothing left now."
Much to their surprise, the crowd started cheering and clapping. Some even hugged or kissed each other. Totally startled by this reaction, the fireman decided to ask another woman in the crowd. Someone who might just be sane. "Excuse me, ma'am?"
"Yes?" She responded, clearly happy.
"Why is everyone so happy? Those people lost their house- and everything!"
The woman's cheerful smile quickly turned into a serious, glaring grimace. "They were monsters, sir. Vampires, werewolves, zombies and God knows what. Monsters hungry for our blood."
The man could only stare at her in disbelieve. Had this woman gone completely off her path? Had everyone here gone off their path?! Or was there something else going on? He looked past her, just in time to see the silhouette of five figures- four people and one very big dog- fleeing into the night as fast as they possibly could.
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