Welcome to my first Hetalia fic, He's NOT my dictator! Its kinda hard writing this cos Fanfiction's acting up =_= Well, I hope you enjoy reading this just as much as I enjoy writing it :D PASTAAAAA~
CLAIM: I do not own Hetalia or Harry Potter or Alice in Wonderland or anything else I might have made a reference to~
Hohoho, I do own my OC and this plot though!
….BOOM.
There it was. Yet another explosion.
"There there! Can't you hear that?" I cried to my mother, in my excitement, almost dropping the fire wood I'd been holding. However, I knew that it was a futile attempt to ask her. She couldn't hear a single one of the mini explosions even though they've been going on for a while now. I'm well aware that my mother's hearing isn't that good but the least she could do was to try to spare some effort to listen for the next one. And I'm sure its going to happen again.
"There's nothing there Alice dear. The only thing I can hear right now is the sound of nature~" Well that explains it. Explosions are definitely not normal nature behaviour. Not normal. Then what is it?
"Er mom, I'm going to go get more fire wood for dad." I muttered before stalking out of the campsite hurriedly at my mom's nod of approval. I moved quickly, partially to get away from my mom and her mental nature filter and mostly to investigate for myself the loud noises.
For some unfathomable reason, my dad woke up one morning and decided that he wanted to go camping. Because of that, my mom and I were forced to pack our bags and spend three whole days of my precious holiday in the middle of a bug infested forest. That's seventy two hours of my life that I'm never getting back. Of course, my mom was only too glad to go camping. Leaving me to be the only 'sourpuss' as they refered to it.
Well to be fair, its really beautiful here. The sunlight that filters in through the canopy of leaves give the winding path a mysterious ambiance. The trees are covered in moss and almost every surface was green and leafy. As I walked, I could almost feel the presence of hiding animals in the trees and bushes. See mom, I can be poetic when I want to be.
BOOM.
There it is again! Only, it sounded much louder now. Maybe the explosions weren't as mini as I had thought them to be. It sounded as though it was coming from deeper into the forest. However, to fully be able to investigate, I'd need to go off the trail. Well, 'Alice' needs to follow the white rabbit right? Sparing a small smirk to myself, I barreled headlong through the bushes. I only hope I can find my way back... I'm especially awful at directions.
The explosions proved easy enough to follow. As I went deeper, they got louder and louder and now it was almost painful. I crouched under a bush, waiting for the next explosion so I can get another lead. However, instead of hearing an explosion, I heard voices. Slightly muffled male voices. Thinking about it, I suppose that it wasn't that strange that there'd be people near the explosions. I mean, someone had to be causing it. For all you know, it could be a totally awesome fight between Voldemort and Harry Potter! If it is, I hope Harry wins even though he's kinda useless… It would suck if the world was taken over by a guy without a nose. Not that I'm against nose-less people of course.
As the voices got more agitated, I was jolted out of my daydeams and back to the situation on hand. Darn. I can't understand a thing they're saying. Maybe I'll just go a little bit closer… I lept up from the bush and ninja-ed my way towards the voices. (Because I don't wanna get caught, duh. Plus ninja's are totally cool and I could use my ninja skills that I cultivated by sneaking about school when my homework doesn't get done)
I rounded the area stealthily finally coming beside the voices. They still seemed muffled although they were louder than ever at the moment. As if someone had them gagged. OMG maybe I found some terrorist hostages? However, when I peered into the space from behind my handy dandy bush, there was no one there. Not even a soul.
The area in front of me was, like the rest of the forest, green and alive. The bush I was hiding behind was part of a bunch that grew in a circle around the small area as if there was something there. I nearly jumped out of my skin as I heard a muffled voice once more. It now sounded more irritated then ever. And it sounded like it was coming from that flat area itself. Well… That's mildly disturbing. As I moved onto the area, my toe stubbed itself slightly on a piece of raised? Land. Oh, the vines were concealing something. Throwing caution to the wind, I got down on my hands and knees and pulled at the vines.
It was some sort of plaque on the ground. A world map was engraved on it with the names of the countries carved in different handwriting. From the looks of it, its centuries old and totally undisturbed before my arrival. That. Is. Totally. Awesome. I may have made the archeological discovery of a lifetime and get exempted from History class after this in honor of my awesomeness! But the voices were definitely coming from this flat piece of ground. As I moved to run my fingers over the strangely mesmerizing piece of rock, my fingers felt as if they were sinking into the rock. Suddenly, my hand felt was pulled into the freaking rock like a vaccum. With a scream, my entire lurched forward, getting pulled into the rock to follow my hand.
Pfft. Nature abhors the vaccum huh? They've got black holes littered as deceiving rocks so they're good. I fell through the blackness until my feet slammed against solid ground. Wobbling, I fell down on my but quite ungracefully. Not that I was plenty graceful in the first place but still… I seemed to still be in the forest though the vaccum plaque with the map was nowhere in sight. Well that was… Odd.
"Aiyah! What are you can't do that Russia!"
"Why not? It seems fine da."
"But its too dangerous aru! You can't just put mines everywhere! What if one of us gets caught on it? Its lucky I'm still alive!"
Mines? Did that angry Chinese guy say mines? Well, the secret of the explosions have just been solved. Wait. Where'd he come from anyway? Did my ninja skills get outdone? And the guy he's yelling at as well… I can only guess from my experience of watching bad movies but was the other one, Russian?
As I struggled to get up, my failing foot sent one of the large pebbles flying a good five to ten meters away from me. Oh shit. The ground's rumbling. No way, that'll be waaay too coincidental. I think running would be a good option right now.
As I moved to hightail it, I barely got up before I was blown off my feet from the source of the explosion. It slammed me on to the ground after throwing me back a couple of meters. As I struggled to remain conscious, I heard a shocked yelp followed by the sound of feet slamming against the ground as it ran. I stared into a pair of dark brown eyes and strange violet ones, just before I lost myself to the darkness.