We Once Had Everything.

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia or any of the characters associated with Hetalia. Hetalia belongs to its rightful owner Himaruya Hidekaz. Heck! Even the idea of zombies and zombie survivals aren't mine and I'm sure there are plenty of other stories out there about zombies but I hope mine wouldn't seem too much like other zombie survivals to you guys!

Anyways! Hope you guys enjoy!

Prologue:

I remember all of us being there, in that meeting. It seemed like it was only yesterday when all hell broke loose. We were all excited for the new "big" thing that Alfred was going to show us. Well, some of us, including me, were less excited about this. Knowing Alfred, he would mess things up sooner or later.

He had presented us with a formula that he had invented with Kiku that was supposed to put you in a zombie like state. It was a supposed "drug" that would change the future of zombie simulations. Only Alfred who was an avid zombie fanatic, would try something as stupid as this and I couldn't believe that Kiku was all too gung-ho about joining him in this stupid quest. However, they were able to do it and that was what mattered the most.

During that meeting, Alfred did all the talking, Kiku just sat there in the background, and it makes me wonder now if he had intended this to happen. Alfred had bragged and boasted about this formula and claimed that it was safe. If I had glanced at Kiku's face back then, I would have known that what Alfred was saying would be all too far from the truth.

I wondered back then about the potency of the drug and as we found out later, it was all too effective. What we didn't know back then was that whatever they had put in that drug would kill the person as soon as it was consumed. However, it didn't kill the brain and it would still continue working, moving the lifeless, rotting corpse. What we still haven't found out though, was one, obviously a cure and two, why the person would resort to cannibalism when they turned.

Long story short, Alfred had "picked" (more like forcibly chosen to join him onstage) a volunteer from the crowd to test out his new formula. In the end, well… the results turned out favourable to him at the time. He had successfully "created" a monster, a living (well… a more appropriate word would be dead), breathing monster. I was amazed that he was able to do it, every other time he had tried, he had failed so it was no wonder this came as a surprise to me. It was a feat that Alfred wouldn't have been able to do. Everything seemed to go way too smoothly and I had a feeling that things were about to get bumpy and I was right.

Alfred had let the monster roam around as he spoke to the crowd and when he was confronted about the safety of those gathered, he brushed the question off saying that it was completely safe and that he wouldn't be hurting anyone. I remember my eyes never left the monster (quite in fact, I wouldn't exactly describe it as a monster…yet. It was still human, the form at least but I knew inside that person was long gone) I followed it as it prowled the isles in between the seats, bumping into a few people causing screams and shouts of alarm to go up. The "thing" at first seemed to completely ignore the people surrounding it however, the situation soon changed. "It" had stopped in front of a woman, she was nothing really special, her height was average, her stature was average and even her looks were average but, I could never forget the look of fear and pain when that "thing" decided to take a bite out of that woman's shoulder.

The people around her screamed in horror as blood oozed out of the wound and the mouth of her attacker. I couldn't see very well but I was pretty sure that I saw the white of her bones sticking out of the mangled mess of muscle and blood where a part of her shoulder ought to be. The surrounding area started to rise in panic, everyone within a few meters of the thing stood up and ran as far away as they could while the rest of us were still trying to comprehend what had happened. The guards started firing at the thing but it wouldn't go down, back then we didn't know that it was the head you had to aim for. If you didn't shut down the brain, you wouldn't shut down the monster.

Alfred seeing this happen did the most stupidest thing in the world. He took the side of the attacker. I very distinctively remember him jump from the stage and literally ran in front of the monster to protect it saying that he wouldn't allow his "creation" to be killed. He screamed to the face of the guard that he had worked too hard for this to go down. I guess I understood what he felt like, it was like me in the kitchen when I actually make something good everyone just throws it in the bin, it's preposterous! However, this was very unlike my cooking, my food only gave people "slight" stomach aches while his, killed and infected others.

While Alfred was arguing with guards the monster behind him had started moving on to its next victim and by now everyone was in deep disarray. I couldn't keep my eyes away from the woman it had killed and even more when I watched the same woman rise. It shouldn't have been possible, no one had treated that wound in at least five minutes and with that much blood spewing out, no way she should have been alive. Now we had two monsters running loose while the only two people with guns at that moment, the two only guards at that meeting hall was in a deep argument with Alfred. That's when everything started to turn into a bloody nightmare and an emphasis on bloody. Literally, chunks of human flesh were being torn apart, blood flowed everywhere. By the time Alfred had the sense to finish his argument, it was too late. There were already too many of them. The chance we had to overpower them, to gain control was gone.

Now here we are surviving with a bunch of people we had met on the way or was in the convention. We had holed up in the same hall where everything started, not the best place you say for a safe house well… I guess you can say we were lucky. The monsters, those inhuman things, had followed the screaming, panicked crowd out of the hall and into the streets of the city. The few people who were too shocked to move, hid, or was smart enough not to follow the chaos stayed. It has been five years since all of that happened and I couldn't say that anything turned out for the better.

All of us, in the group and in the human race; we all once had everything, homes, families, friends, jobs, an amazing lifestyle but now, now… what do we have?

So... that was the prologue. How do you guys like it?If you hadn't guessed this was in the POV of Arthur. I hope you guys are looking forward to the next chapter as I am looking forward to writing it!

Enjoy! :3