Alright, so before we get started, I would like to make a disclaimer on this story...

Axis Powers Hetalia solely belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya. All characters were made by Himaruya, and are not in any sense mine.

And Then There Were None, otherwise known as Ten Little Indians, belongs to Dame Agatha Christie Mallowan, and copyrighted, 1939, 1940, and 1966.

Once upon a time, there was an island. This island was a rather nice one, and the land was always being sold and bought by famous actors and actresses, or the wealthy that were high up on the scale of first class. This island became famous for its beautiful views and nice terrain. On this island was a large mansion-type house. This is where the parties were held, what with its large ballroom connected to a large dining room with a kitchen not too far from it.

Rumor had told that a wealthy couple had bought the island from the previous owner, and the were to hold a party. Only ten guests were to come, and nothing had been told about them, meaning anyone in the village could come, which had made all the buzz.

One of the many people who's eye this had caught was a man named Alfred F. Jones.

Alfred F. Jones sat in the corner of a small café. He chuckled as he read the newspaper, the gossip columns still ranting about the island. "Since 1774 this island's been stirring up gossip, eh?" He chuckled and put the paper down.

Alfred has been a man of justice, a police chief. He was respected by many, despite his childish behavior. He loved his job, and couldn't see himself doing anything else (other than being a superhero).

The blond man stood up, and paid his bill at the counter. He walked out and back to his home. He sat and watched TV until he heard the mailman go by. Hoisting himself off the couch, he made his short trek to the mailbox. The American was quite shocked to see that other than junk mail was a ornate letter. It was opened quickly, the envelope fluttering to the ground without a second thought.

Dear Mr. Jones,

We are pleased to inform you that you are the first guest at our party. We expect you to be at Maria's Peak island at the Devon coast on September 25th, 2010. The trip will be a two night's overstay, and you will be leaving with the other guests on September 27th, 2010. This is a formal event, and you are expected to dress in a tuxedo.

Ever sincerely,

U. N. Owen

Alfred rushed inside to pack his bags, never once thinking to what may happen on the trip.

Alrighty then! There was the first chapter of And Then There Were No Hetalians!

And Then There Were None/Ten Little Indians is a GREAT book! A little on the scary side, but none the less a great book. I suggest you read it. And also, I just used the Devon Coast so the rhyme would go as according to plan.

Until next time!