There Alfred was, on the plane to South Vietnam. He had to get out of there some how, so he took up the offer of going to war. He didn't want too, if he could say no then he would have. But he couldn't, his grades was bad, his attitude towards adults was hateful, his habits was going to go down hill anyway. The plane he was in looked like a military plane, he had so many belts on that he was mostly just locked into the seat! No windows, it was all painted gray. He was just other teenagers on this cursed plane. Doubt, regret, sadness was shown on their face, just like him.
To Be Continued..
Yes, it is just a preview. Don't worry, I will do more! This is a part of the first chapter, and it is based on the Vietnam war. I never did anything like this, based on a real event. I hope I will do it right...
I remember hearing that some people who fought, who wasn't the best in school or had to get out of the country as fast as they could. I could never do that, I respect them very much. I hate war, but I love hearing stories of brave people like this. I remember one man saying if your country is calling you to help, do it. That is your lesson today! ^^
Hetalia is by Hidekaz Himaruya
Please remember that this fanfic isn't just for my pairing to grow, and everything that truly happen isn't just simple games. What happen was horrible, and I respect it all through out. Who fought in the war, and went through it was very brave.