I DO NOT OWN HETALIA (In caps and everything too)
There now America will not try to death hug me…never mind that may still happen seeing as my little brother is cosplaying as young brunette america…yeah poor Arthur got hugged to blue last time he visited…
Summery Times- Just in the far unexplored regions on Russia a recently set group of scientific researchers, and the colonies of people from all over have united to become under the nose of the others in the world's view a new country which they decided to name Aznicoi (Az-ne-coy). After over a decade Russia's government had figured out they were there, and sent Russia himself to 'check' out these new people. Little did they know Aznicoi already had a representative...
Oh gosh, hope everyone who reads this likes it.
Ciao~ Silver Imber
Prologue
The day was bitter as a young teenager stepped out into the open. Ever changing eyes vigilantly scanning the horizon as she slipped on her bear claw boots the self made claws that shot out of the boots like real claws gleamed in the little sunlight. The girl pulled up her hood, and marched out the claws slicing the ice so she would not fall. As the girl crossed the seemingly endless plain of ice as the sun shown down through the few cracks in the clouds the powdery snow was laid a few inches above the girl's clawed feet, in her coat she shifted her pocket knife as she spotted a large polar bear attacking something only for a familiar shot to ring out.
She stiffened as she spotted a sled armed with blunt weapons , in the middle of it stood a tall man around 6 foot something she guessed as she observed him. The man himself wore a very thick looking over coat that was smooth and a tan'ish white colored he also wore cream colored pants and black boots. Strung around his neck she noticed was a long, thick scarf. "A new land da, I claim this" before he could finish the girl Aznicoi stepped out her face blank, the man stopped, but his face had an innocent look on it, Aznicoi shook her head, and held up two bare hands as a sign of peace.
"A new country! Welcome comrade I am Russia." Aznicoi nodded his way as she put her hands down and skated over her eyes vigilant as ever. "Buonto…" she murmured as she saw no real threat from him currently. "Yet in the future" Aznicoi eyed the sled wearily. "Do you want to become one with Mother Russia da?" he asked stooping to her level his eyes locked on her own, she shook her head "friends ah amigos?" she asked holding out her hand, Russia blinked shocked before he smirked, and shook her hand. "Sure comrade, where do you live da?" he said as Aznicoi then pointed to her home not too far off for her. Russia squinted to see the house through the icy wind, "Is it always like this?" he asked it was almost as cold as his country .
(Short I know more next chapter adios~)