This story takes place in the 2p world. It is one of my better plots, however, it contains 2pNyo!talia Girl America, she is America's Twin sister, if you have read some of my other Hetalia stories you might know her, her human name is Kayla.
Yes I know it doesn't say 2p!talia in the summary, this is simply a test to see if more people would show up if it wasn't there contrary to if it was.
This takes place in WW2.
Now, onto the story.
You might not know me, but I am important, at least that's what my brother keeps telling me. He seems to think that I play a big part in winning this war, what that part is, I may never know.
"Dude sis, time to meet the Allies!" Shit. My brother's calling, well, if this plan works out, then I guess you will know me, sooner or later you will know me.
I walk out to my brother.
"It's time, hm?" I ask. He nods, I am the opposite of my brother, while he prefers to kill with quick deaths and talk excessively, I make my enemies die slowly in agony, and rarely talk. He may be a hero to some, but he couldn't get any job done with his attitude.
He takes me to some sort of meeting hall, in the centre is a long table with seven chairs, I assume one has been added recently for me. The room is painted beige, eck, a bland colour, could've been blood red, much better to help anyone focus. In the middle of the table is a vase of pink flowers... wait pink!? God knows any second player hates pink! I can already tell that this meeting will be a barrel of sunshine.
I look at my brother as he takes a seat, and sit beside him. Then the other nations start to enter, it seems this meeting wasn't a total waste after all, for there may yet be a good ally in the room. Soon everyone is seated, at the head of the table sits my brother, I beside him, obviously.
"All right." He starts. "I've finally brought the last element to help us win this stupid war."
All the nation's look at him expectantly, clearly knowing the supposed plan. I remain silent, hoping to get a good sense of the team before addressing them, but my brother has other plans.
"Meet my sister, she is the final element." He says, I scoff, these fools are all pieces in my plan! If given control for half a day I could win this war, but I sit back and decide to see how this plays out.
"Finally, a pretty face, aru." The weird ponytail man speaks, my brother gets protective, which is something I've learned to live with.
"You flirting with my sister?" He asks. Ponytail shakes his head.
"No, aru, I was just pointing out how nice it is to have a pretty face in here after staring at you idiots for the past two years, aru." He replies, then the man with the scarf speaks.
"I say we finally hear what America's so kolled 'plan' is, da?" He suggests, the others nod.
"I completely agree~!" The man who looks like a living cupcake smiles childishly, I can already tell there more to him than meets the eye, after all, the bastard raised me.
I roll my eyes, how on earth these idiots haven't already lost is beyond me, the other side must really be dumb if they're losing to these jackasses.
"Yes Allen, what is your plan, aru?" Ponytail asks. "My brother and his comrades Mustn't win, aru."
Ah that explains it, if one of them is Ponytail's brother then they must be dumbasses.
"Relax dude." My brother sighs. "With my sister here we can finally get on the inside, we both know that nobody but me, Ollie, Frenchie, and Mattie know she even exists."
I sigh, the only reason that they are the only ones who know me is because I made it so.
"Yes, it is true, we are the only ones who know that sis exists, what's that got to do with anything?" The second man with a ponytail in the room, or my other less of an idiot brother, responds.
"Because, she can like totally go and spy on the Axis!" Al yells, I decide to step in there.
"And when have I agreed to this?" I ask. The Allies are all looking at me.
"But, like, dude, you have to help us win!" Al whines, I scoff.
"Give me one good reason why I should." I demand. Al looks at me.
"You could be a hero with us!" He says, I roll my eyes.
"Stand beside you idiots, not in my life." I curl my lip in disgust, the Allies look at me.
"I can understand you're reasoning ma cherie, but this is une circumstance which we cannot afford to lose, non?" My other parental figure, the frenchie with a cigar points out. Cupcake smiles.
"And besides, you want to help out your family, right poppet?" He asks me, I sigh.
"Fine, whatever, but you assholes owe me big time." The Allies nod, seeming pleased with themselves, even though I could've gladly convinced my brother to cut ties, and win this war on our own, or better yet, just wait until the world fights itself to the brink of destruction, and then step in and take over, hm, maybe I should consider that one. I sit back down and continue my plotting.
Soon enough the stupid meeting is over, I'm set to leave in three days, we've gotten word to the Axis that a new soldier would be joining their personal guard, of course, they didn't know it was us who sent the message, that would defeat the purpose would it not?
I asked you a question, I expect you to respond. No? Well, no matter, I don't need prying eyes viewing my story, but if you really want to, I suppose you might be able to watch...
Just, Don't. Get. In. My. Way.
Ever.
Or you will regret it.
Anyway, as I drift off to sleep that night, I think,
From one group of asses to the next, aren't I lucky.
Three days later I'm sitting in the helicopter, that will drop me off three miles from the Italian border, in France, or whatever.
As we land I look to the sky and sigh, if this is the last time I ever see my brother, I still won't tell him I love him, not because I don't, I don't, by the way, but because I am incapable of feeling emotions, occasionally things like anger, and an insane sort of joy can be summoned, but that takes work, work that I could spend planning the world's destruction. Maybe somewhere deep deep down in the abyss of my heart I feel some sort of attachment to him but then again, probably not. I wasn't always this way, but you'll find out about that later, maybe.
I get off the helicopter and my brother tells me he loves me, I nod.
"Right, me too." I reply, Al looks at me.
"Stay safe." He instructs, I scoff.
"Don't doubt me bro, I'm smarter than you, but then again, that's not saying much." Al looks at me with sadness.
"What happened to you dude, you used to be so much fun."
"You want to know what happened?" I ask. "I grew up."
With that I walk away, behind me, I hear Al's footsteps scuff the step as he gets into the helicopter, and then the propellers as they rise off the earth, and into they sky. I smile slightly, finally, I'm alone. Then my face turns emotionless once more, and I'm off to my destination, the Axis Headquarters.
I take a slight detour through Switzerland, only to avoid suspicion. I walk up to the border, and hide, soon I find a lone Italian soldier who is patrolling, I knock him out and take his uniform, putting on my fake name, and heading towards the guards who were checking the new arrivals.
"Carina Romano eh?" The guard asks, I nod.
"Yes, bastardo, now let~a me~a through, the~a bosses are~a expecting me within the hour~a!" I growl, my fake Italian accent working wonders to convince them of my identity. The guards chuckle.
"Ja, jou are definitely Italian." The German guards laugh, they soon let me through the ropes. I walk down to the base of the Axis, my mask remaining flawless.
When I get to the doors, I am let through without question, even given an escort,, hm, I will have to look at my rank when I next get the chance. I walk down the hall, stopping briefly to ask for directions, until I get to the lounge, the Axis is supposedly on break at the moment, so now is the time to introduce myself.
My escort, an apparent, Lieutenant Carrasandos, introduces me.
"General Carina Romano." He announces, and is soon dismissed, I enter the room to find five men relaxing, or poking fun at one another is a better way to put it, as I enter, their eyes turn to me.
Still portraying no emotion, I look at them.
"So, you're the team I've~a heard so much~a about~a." I say, a man with a feathered hat, I guess I'll call him Feather, walks up to me.
"Rare to see a Bella regazza as a general, but I tend to look beyond outward appearances. My name's Luciano, Luciano Vargas." He introduces himself. The emotionless gets up from his place at the small table.
"Kuro." He says monotonously. "Kuro Honda."
I nod.
Soon the rest have introduced themselves, you have Feather's brother, Flavio, or Flashy, Gillen, or Deprussian, Lutz, Gillen's brother, or Jackass, Kuro, or, Emo, and of course, Luciano, or Feather.
After introductions are out of the way, they have to go to a meeting, and I have the day to get settled, tomorrow I start my assignment, guarding the hall outside Kuro and Luciano's bedroom, why they'd give a general this task, I have no idea, but hey, it gives me access to their personal shit, so, not a total loss.
I soon unpack and wait until nightfall, when, because they think I'm human, I'm supposed to be asleep to call my brother.
"Hey." Al's voice sounds over the phone. "You good?"
"Fine." I reply. "Because I'm in."
Cliffhanger! What do you guys think so far?