Yeah. This is kinda out there. I haven't seen one fanfiction about a Pompeii character. So yup. I went to Pompeii this summer and it was raining, and I was miserable. But it was still amazing. And super sad. So yeah. And Pompeii is Romano's and Italy's younger sister. I know, I think that a lot of this doesn't make sense, because of the time, (cause when Romano and Italy take her to Pompeii, their like fithteen. I'm following the manga, not the anime) but hey man, just go with it okay? And Pompeii is a rather happy yet kind of depressed kid. Yeah. Hard to understand... And Bavaria is a real character bro. He looks like Germany with green eyes and messier hair. Yaahoo! Okay. Thanks for reading! Don't own anything, yadadado.

P O M P E I I

I always knew I was special compared to the other little girls around here. I would watch them grow up, get married, go live their own separate lives. But why did I never get older? Was this some sort of curse that I was stuck with? I hated it so much. I didn't want to be a young girl forever.

I was here sense the beginning of this city. My two older brothers, Lovino, and Feliciano had told me this was my new home. I asked where they were going to be. They looked at each other and shrugged. I don't remember anything but that. I don't remember anything outside this city.

I then bit my lip, then nodded. They kissed my cheek, and both left me. I had my own house, which was nice. It never accrued to be that I had an unlimited supply of money. When you are thirteen years old, that doesn't matter to you.

I never realized how fortunate I was to live in my own house. People would ask me, where my parents were, and I would answer 'I don't know.' They would always laugh nervously then leave. I didn't understand why.

Sometimes, I would let a young local gardener stay in my home. He didn't have one, so he was always welcome in my house. This made me happier. That means I wasn't so alone. When I first met him, he was as old as me.

Feliciano and Lovino sometimes came to visit me. They weren't that much older then I was, and it was nice to see a familiar face. Every time, I would ask them; 'Why does everyone get old? Why don't I?'. They would give me silly answers saying I was 'magically'. I once got so angry at them for not telling me what was going on, I tried to punch Lovino. Before I could hit him, Feliciano caught my hand before I even came close.

I would beg them to let me come with them, just for a little bit. A day visit wasn't enough from either one them. I wanted to go out, see what else the world has to offer. They would tell me no, every time. They said it was too early.

Every couple of years or so, Lovino or Feliciano would come and visit me. They would bring me gifts. Sometimes Lovino gave me a basket of fresh tomatoes from the Spanish lands, or Feliciano would bring me a painting he did. I got to spend time with each of my brothers. It was nice.

'How long have I been alive for?' I would ask them. They never told me the truth. 'Your thirteen years old'. I was older then that. I may appear as a young girl, but I saw much too many people come and go. I wasn't natural. I wasn't right.

Besides all these questions that went through my head everyday, I really did enjoy life. I would help the Gardener with his flowers from time to time, or go do pottery with the artist.

I knew, if for some reason, I had to live this life, and be here in the beautiful city everyday, then I might as well live the life I had.

I made sure to paint every scene I could, such as the people working in town, or, the rolling grassy hills. I had it painted it all. I tried to paint like Feliciano did, but I wasn't as good as him. I would never be as good as his.

I never really had any friends either. I decided that I should stop after watching them all grow up and die. It was just too painful. I had the Gardener, and that was enough for me. I remember when he was twenty, he tried to ask me why I never aged. He told me once he wanted us to get wed, but I was now too young. I accepted this fate. But still I had no answer for him. And I never will. I still wish I could have married him, maybe, this cruel fate could be broken. I could be normal. Grow up, have a family, then die. Dieing would be nice. I still wonder if he still loves me like he told me that day.

Depending on what time I'm living in, it seems people either hate me or love me. Not my problem. I was once accused of being a user of dark magic, but they had no evidence. I roll my eyes at those fools. Can't they learn to mind their own business?

But for the most part of this cruel life I had, I tried to remain happy. I figured besides my brothers and I, that we were the only ones they were cursed like this, until I met another boy.

He was wearing weird clothes when he came in the city. People shot him dirty glares. He looked… wealthy. He had messy blond hair, and green emerald eyes. He looked a bit older then me. Maybe seventeen?

In a way, everyone was scared of him. Normally, people like such were not welcome into town.

Finally, I knew I had to do something.

"Excuse me?" I called out to him, walking his way. He looked at me in a funny way.

"Are you Pompeii?" He asked me. I gave him a strange look.

"We're in Pompeii. This town is Pompeii." I said in a confused tone. He also looked at me confused.

The both of us stood in the center of road.

"Can we talk this out somewhere else? I feel like… We are in the way." I nodded, not sure where this was going. We walked until we were in the grass lands, neither of us saying a word. From what I could tell, he had a weird accent.

"Who are you?" I asked him turning around. He looked surprised, but then stuck out his hand.

"My name is Bavaria. I am the younger brother of the great and power Prussia and Germany." I must have looked confuse, because the look on his face said otherwise.

"Are you the sister of the Italian brothers?"

"I have brothers…?" I asked confused still.

"Well, you must be the keeper of Pompeii. Now I'm here to give you a warn—"

"Shut up for a second! What's going on? Are you coming to attract us?" I asked taking a step back.

"No, no, no! You do not understand—"

"I think I do! Leave! Your scaring me!" I said clenching up my fists.

"I'm like you though!" He shouted. I could feel the fear coursing through my vain.

"What do you mean 'like me'?" I asked, my voice shaky. Why was this boy scaring me so much? I wanted to run far away, yet at the same time, fight this boy.

"You've been here sense you can remember, right?" My eyes opened in surprise.

"Your timeless. Everyone around dies, yet your still alive."

I was silent. How did he know?

"I'm like you. But I traveled here to warn you—"

"Please leave." I said quietly. He looked at me confused.

"What?"

"I asked you to GO!" I shouted angrily. He looked almost embarrassed. He then shook his head sadly and walked away, towards the exit of the city.

"Don't be surprised if this city is crushed." He shouted at me. I shot him a angry expression.

With that, he left. I didn't know what he meant. But I knew, it kept me up for nights.

What was scarier was the earthquake we had suffered that February morning. Only days before the boy had come.

Buildings, pillars, arches, came crumbling down. It was a big one at that, making a lot of the place fall down into pieces. It couldn't be repaired. There was too much damage.

I stayed in my house all week, not daring to go out. I was horrified. Could that boy golden hair tell the truth?

And so, more months went by. People started to fled to the other cities, thinking this place was too dangerous to stay in. I didn't want to leave, nor would I.

The gardener decided to move in with me. He was now in his early thirties, and he had taught me many things. We spent a lot of time together, planting, and working in the dirt. He told me that my hazel eyes were just like buttercups, and my light brown cream hair was like a brown aster. I laughed when he told me these things. He had become my best friends. Out of my entire life, this man was the closet person I had become connected with.

It was a fine summer day in the city. Tonight, we were celebrating our gods, Venus and Jupiter. Everyone had been prepping for this day for the last three weeks. The city smelled wonderful, like fresh flowers. The Gardener and I had worked hard, making the city look gorgeous with our flowers. We worked day after day making sure it was perfect. We had a wonderful time doing it too.

"Rosetta! Are you coming?" Asked the Gardener. I smile, nodding. I grabbed his hand excitedly.

"You look older…" He said facing me. My hair was a bit longer now, and I was a bit taller. I suddenly got excited. What if I could be old enough to marry him!

"That's strange. I haven't grown in years. How old do you think I look now?" I asked eagerly.

"Fifteen I think." I giggled. I always wanted to be older. I was surprised, but I happy. As we walked, lanterns filled the sky, and people were dancing. I excitedly ran over to the sweets table.

"Do you think—" I asked turning to him, my hands in his.

"Will you?" He asked placing his face closer to mine. I took my arms and wrapped them around his neck.

"Yes! Oh yes!" I said planting a kiss on his cheek. He smiled happily.

"After this celebration we should go see the priest." He said, his hand still in mine. I was so happy I thought I was going to cry. We walked around looking at the city.

"Aren't your brothers coming by to visit you?" He asked standing next to me.

"Yes! I cannot wait! It's going to be a lot of fun!" I wore my finest white dress. It was breezy, and perfect for the warm weather. It seemed like the place had been hotter then normal, but that's okay. I liked it. The Gardener had made me a ring of pink, red, and white roses that rested on my head.

Tonight was absolutely perfect. Dancing, laughing, cheering. I know, I've been to more then a hundred of these, but this year had to be the best by far. As I walked, I saw a small dog. I pet him, as he licked my legs. Giggling, I picked the small dog up. Soon it squirmed in my arms. I placed it down as it ran along. I couldn't believe it. Maybe, I would age, and die happily. But there was still this part in me punching at my gut, telling me that I was going to stay this way for a while.

As I was walking with the Gardener, I saw too lovely faces.

Soon, my two brothers arrived.

"Feliciano! Lovi!" I shouted jumping into their arms. It had been a couple of years sense I've seen them. They were much older looking now. Lovino actually looked happy for once, and Feliciano grabbed me into his arms.

"I've missed you guys so much!" I said, my arms around their necks.

"We've missed you too Rosetta! You look absolutely fabulous! And older! Wow!" Said Feliciano. Lovino rolled his eyes.

"Yes, I guess I sorta missed you." Lovino said shrugging.

"Come on! I want you to meet my new—" I was cut mid sentence as the earth started to shake unaccountably.

"AH!" I screamed, as I fell to the ground. Just a short ways from me was the Gardener.

"What the sh—" Lovino shouted, when we all saw it—red liquid pouring from the mountain miles away. The entire volcano erupted. I could see the ash start to spread towards the city. I glanced around.. I looked at Feliciano and Lovino, who remained frozen. Like a misty dark cloud, the ash start to slowly move in. I didn't know what was going on. All I could see was the dark cloud as it started to hover over. It was like time had stopped.

The city was completely silent. Most people laid on the ground because of the violent shaking. The air had a smoky glaze to it. I soon heard a scream of fear from a lady standing by me. People then start to run in a chaotic way, trying to go to their home.

"Let's go!" Screamed Lovino grabbing Feliciano and my hand. I looked back at the Gardener who laid on the ground. He looked like he was in pain. He must have fallen down roughly when the earthquake happened. He was already coughing. He looked at me with his pale blue eyes. With a weak smile, me mouthed out 'go'. Tears splashed down my face. I had no time to think, nor to act.

"Wait! My friend! He's hurt!" I screamed trying to tear from them. I wanted to go back. He wasn't going to live if I didn't go back and save him.

"Please let me go back! Please! I love him!" I screamed at them, starting to sob.

"ROSETTA! Let's go!" Shouted Lovino. I shook my head. I could see the ash starting to fall like rain from the sky. Everyone started to cough. Other people were just now starting to run, but were falling down.

Feliciano collapsed on towards the ground. Lovino and I started to help him up again. We kept running. We were now past the gates. I started to cough and gag, covering my mouth. I could barely breath anymore.

I had never run so fast in my life. Tears still streamed down my. I was out of breath. I could feel the breeze passing by me in the wind. I didn't turn back once. All I could think about was the Gardener. Maybe someone had gone back and saved him! No. We were the only who could escape in time.

"Where are we going?" I managed to ask between breaths and sobs.

"We came here on boat. We will head towards a place to keep you safe." Lovino said, coming to the bay. I had felt like I had never been outside this land before. It was all so new.

My cheeks have never been this wet before. They were drench in wet tears. The ash poured down from the sky. We had pretty much escape it. Only some ash blew our way. I was having a hard time breathing. I felt like the cloud was following us. No matter how far away we ran, it was still right behind us. I was having a hard time breathing in and out.

"Up you go!" Said Feliciano, holding me around his shoulder, boarding onto the ship. It was a large fancy ship. Ones you would read about in books. I didn't even realize we were here. We had been running for so long. I was out of breath.

Soon, it started to move. I didn't know what was happening. I kept my eyes shut. I was now in Feliciano's arms, as he held me bridal style. I couldn't stop sobbing into his shoulder.

"So much for our family time." Came a female voice. I opened my swollen eyes to see a girl with curly brown hair. She had a flower in her hair She gave me a sad look.

"It's okay darling. Your safe with us Pompeii."

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Thank you so much for reading! I know people don't like OCs very much, but yeah ; A ; I know a lot of people don't know much about Pompeii history but theres gonna be some references. First off, you know the dog? Well look up Pompeii dog if you don't know what that is. Yeah. not okay. And sad. Okay. Hope you read next time! And also, Roesetta, aka Pompeii doesn't under the whole country thing, if you didn't get that.

AND ALSO (I know, sorrryyy) the Italian brothers are all grown up, but HAVE NOT YET met Germany, Japan, ect. This is before World War I...

Yaaay! xoxox

ARPK