A/N: deanon from the kinkmeme.

Warnings for rape, non-con, blood and violence, and sexual themes. The usual

also I'll be calling aph denmark Søren bc I suck at naming people. Like I named my goddaughter from a character from power rangers. True story.

All he remembers were the flames.

Red and yellow and orange. Screaming and pain and agony.

The image of his parents wriggling on the ground like worms introduced to salt are forever burned into his memories.

Then there was a moment when he panics when he realizes his brother wasn't by his side so he runs, across their little village, no longer quaint and filled with joy but people running and screaming, flames upon flames chasing and eating their flesh until they're no more. Its blinding.

Nonetheless he runs, screaming for his brother's name, heart beating fast in his chest at the thought that he could've ended up like the rest by now, like his parents, charred and unmoving, their burnt flesh smelt rotten in the air.

Too preoccupied with all the commotion around him, his little feet stumbles on a crack on the path and he falls, almost on his head, but he manages to put his arms in front of him on time. Then everything goes silent.

Not too far from his own face, he sees his brother's.

Still and unmoving, just how he expected, no matter how much it pained him so.

Just his face. Unlike his parents', his brother was given no mercy. None of the fires touched him but the warlock itself that was currently ravaging their village in flames.

His entire body was gone, save for his face that reflected the horrors he had been exposed to until death. Until it had killed him.

He remembers those dead eyes reflecting his scared face, how liquids dripped out freely from his eyes, mouth, and nose, as his voice joined along the screams and wails of the people of his village.

Everything smelled like burning flesh.

E/N: Jeebus. Another fic oh nooo

Actually this is the VERY FIRST hetalia fic I ever posted online...back when I was new into the fandom I did some hefty research that lasted about 5...months? Could be six...or wait...ANYWAY this is from a kinkmeme.
Took me years (not really) to think over whether or not I'll deanon and post it here with my name stamped on it bc the first draft that I posted in the kinkmeme were..sucky imo and my muse died so

but my muse was kind of alive again and I thought "should I upload this"

and now its like only 12 am but I'm sleepy already but I'm studying for an exam that I'll take in about...6 hours.../slumps

So YES! Another happy ending-ish...bc OP from the kinkmeme wanted a happy ending...so here I am...making another fic that ends up happily...my friend is gonna lose her shit...idk