Prologue: Ending of the War
Piercing blue eyes stared down, as clouded orbs glared up at him from the pitiful figure lying in the mud. The figure stood and slowly brought its gun up the man's head. The man brought his hand up and grabbed the barrel. Gently pulling the rifle from the figure's fragile grasp.
"It's over, give up it's going to be easier in the long run." The girl fell to her knees her eyes glued to her brother. Tears fell freely out of her eyes as she looked at the many bodies around her. There her soldiers lay mixed with the men of the man before her.
Her eyes lowered to the ground; the once blazing orbs now darkened with hopelessness and despair. "You don't understand, after all how could you? You don't know what it's like to feel hopeless, abandoned. You don't know what it feels like to see your men whom you've fought and formed friendships with, be tortured and killed before you're very eyes. Knowing that you're going to be saved for last." She trembled as she said this the past four years of, pain anger, and sadness flashing before her eyes.
"You may say that but you know that's not true. We're connected every bruise, every wound that we get, the other feels. When you were in pain, I felt everything you did. I had to stop myself from helping you, and I shouldn't because your my sister. Don't you see that we're connected so much more than you wish to be." He held out his hand to the girl.
She ignored it hesitantly stumbling to her feet only for her legs to buckle. He gracefully caught her holding her up so she wouldn't fall. Two pairs of identical blue eyes staring at each other. She gently pushed him away finally standing steady on her own feet.
"Well I may not like you but for my people I guess I'll put up with you." She held out her hand to the other. His eyes softened and he took her in hugging her close.
"Welcome back sis."
That day was April 9, 1865 the day of the end of the Confederate States of America, but that was also the day that Rebecca Smith joined once again with, her brother, the United States of America.
Well hello there chickadees, I must say this is not my first fanfic but it is my first hetalia fic so be nice, I have a plan to do brownie points you can give a point for any character in the chapter for doing anything at all even sitting... so yeah... I m so awkward XD if you find any typos please tell me because I had two beta s and one of them didn t do a very good job. ummmmmm... what am I missing... ohhh... Disclaimer Time...
Disclaimer: I do not own hetalia or alfred or the u.s/confederate armies.
Well until next chappie... Ja ne, adios... um and CIAO (I think? ^^ )