I Don't Own Hetalia, If I did I wouldn't be writing this.

Okay this is my first Hetalia fic, and pairing with Gilbert and Matthew. Not to mention I haven't been writing for a long time.

Summary:

AU/GilMat and others/- A night that can't be forgotten. A love that can't be shared. What happens when a newly transformed vampire meets a shy boy? Will he be able to keep his secret for long? Not only his secret, but the strength to control himself? And will he have the power to protect both of them?

Prologue

Blood curdling screams couldn't be ignored as it plunged into the cold night. House lights turning on as the owner were awakened from their slumber. Some neighbors began opening their windows and sticking out their heads in order to get a view at what made the cause of such a horrid sound. No one knew what was going on. They would never imagine something bad would happen in their quiet neighborhood.

More screams were heard, and by now some of them were outside searching for the troubled house, others stayed to call the police or to protect their family of the unknown source. The men outside didn't have to look for long as a young boy came out crying for help.

They all ran towards the boy, but stopped at the sight of him. The child's face was splattered with blood. His once blond hair now brown, indicating that the blood had long since dried. His eyes were puffed and red from crying as the tears left a trail on his cheeks.

"Brother." A trembling whisper came out of the boy. The crowed started to walk towards the frightened child.

"What happened boy?" Asked one of the men as he knelt down to his level and placed his hands on the boy's trembling shoulders. More sobs ran out of the child's eyes as he remembered the current events.

Some men went inside the child's house to investigate.

"Where's your brother and father?" The man asked

Time passed and most of the men returned, shocked and disgusted looks were placed on their faces.

"What happened?" Asked the man still at the boy's side.

They didn't get a chance to answer as the voice of the child came first.

"They killed father." He said between sobs.

"Ludwig," Came a woman's voice, "Where's your brother?"

There was a pause as they waited for Ludwig to respond.

"He went after them," He whispered "He's going to avenge father."

Nobody dared to move as they heard those words come out of the eight year old.

"Roderich, what are we going to do?" Asked the woman breaking the silence.

"SEARCH FOR GILBERT NOW!" Roderich yelled as he stood up and picked up Ludwig.

Not having to be told twice, the men started to separate in search for the missing brother.

"Elizabeta, take care of Ludwig." He said handing over the sobbing child to his wife, and followed the others as they began the search.

Once the child was wrapped around her arms she gave a nod and ran back to her house. She knew she couldn't shed tears now, she had to be strong for Ludwig and Gilbert; if they ever find him.

"Brother." Came a whispered from Ludwig. He knew that both his and Gilbert's life would be different from now on.

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Alright! There you go, the beginning of the story. Sorry its so short, I'll try and write more next time.

I don't really like how I wrote this.

Please review and tell me what you think.