Disclaimer:

TruDivination: Hi there! I'm sorry for not updating my other stories, but, sadly, I have major writers block. So this is an unofficial post that my other stories are on hiatus until the summer at least, because schoolwork can really take a lot of time, sadly. However, I can at least work on something simple like this, as I have my sisters MasteroftheMidnightYard and FlyingElephants co-writing here.

MasteroftheMidnightYard: Hey, this is a disclaimer, damn it! Just deny all rights to the almighty Hetalia and Vocaloid and move on!

TruDivination: *sigh* fine. Hetalia belongs to the almighty Himaruya and The Evillious Chronicles belongs to Mothy. Happy now? I am only putting one disclaimer for this story, and it goes right here. The top space is now reserved for random drabbles of whatever is in my sister's ADHD mind.

MasteroftheMidnightYard: HEY!

TruDivination: Thank you, and enjoy the story. This will involve gender bending by the way, because I wanted them to fit the roles as best as possible. This is based of Mothy's Evillious Chronicles, btw.

The Hetallious Chronicles

Chapter 1

Moonlit Bear

Year 001

Hurry quickly home, for on this kind of night, a frightening bear comes out…

Roma sighed. All night, she had been lost in this endless forest, with no end to the trees in sight. She was positive no forest could be this big! It just wasn't possible! Though it really couldn't be helped. Nature really does have a funny way of doing things. Now if only nature would lead her home…..

Setting down her basket, she sat down on the forest floor, gently settling her two precious bundles on the ground under a tree. She smiled gently at them, before dropping herself against the nearest tree. Her husband had always said that looking at the north star would lead her home, she suddenly remembered. She glanced up, her hand shielding her vision. As she searched for that tiny speck of light in the dark sky, a sudden flash of bright green caught her eye. Was that…fruit? Roma looked closer. It certainly did look like fruit. And delicious fruit at that! She hadn't eaten in hours, not since she finished off her last sandwich.

Clambering laboriously up (climbing is not that easy in a dress) she managed to make her way to the higher branches where the fruit was. Noticing a ripe one just above her head, Roma stretched out her arm. Finally, she would get to eat! But the fruit was out of her reach. No worries, Roma thought. I'll just have to try harder. Straining even more to reach the fruit, she didn't notice the branch under her feet cracking, until it snapped. She plummeted towards the ground, hitting her head on the hard forest floor, knocking her unconscious.

One hour later…

Elizaveta Moonlit loved her night walks in the forest. To her, this time of night was pure paradise. It was as if all problems in life vanished; were washed away by the pure light of the moon. She would come to her favorite clearing every night, so as to sit in her moonlight and forget. After all, 'tis better to forget and be happy then to remember and weep, is it not? Elizaveta breathed in deeply, letting the night air flow through her lungs. Ah, this was bliss.

She slowly danced toward her favorite clearing. The moonlight would break through the trees and flood the small meadow with light, a true beauty to behold. As she neared the clearing, she immediately knew that something was different than before. As if something was off. As she quickly glanced around the area, something caught her eye. Sitting under her favorite tree were two bundles, placed next to a wicker basket. Elizaveta walked closer. Those two bundles seemed to be two red apples, perfect in every detail.

Surely these fruits must be for me, as a gift from God Himself! Elizaveta thought. She picked up the bundles. They were so beautiful, exquisite in every detail! She cradled the fruits in her arms. He has seen how my husband and I have suffered, and He has sent us this perfect present!

The moon shining brighter than ever, Elizaveta quickly set out for home, holding the fruits close as she walked briskly. Now my husband and I can finally be happy! No one, no one at all, will take this happiness from me!

Suddenly, a cry ripped through the peaceful night air. To Elizaveta, it sounded like the growl of a fearsome bear. Fear struck her heart. Without hesitating, she held the fruits closer and ran as fast as she could for home. She could not allow her precious gifts to be stolen from her! Another growl sounded, coming from directly behind her! And from the sounds of it, it was getting closer. Elizaveta allowed herself a quick glance behind her before running even faster.

Her green eyes immediately met the brown eyes of a horrible bear, chasing after her at full speed, desperation in its eyes. Elizaveta continued to run. She knew in her heart that these fruits belonged to the bear, that the fruits were its treasures. But I will never give this happiness up to anyone. Please forgive me, please let me run away with them, but I will not give them up!

Faster and faster the two ran, Elizaveta clutching at the fruits, the bear in hot pursuit. Tears pouring down her face, she looked back once again. She could have sworn she saw tears running down the bear's face. And the fruits seemed to be crying as well…

Later…

Elizaveta slammed the door of her house. Finally, she was home. Locking the front door to her cottage, she sighed. The bear would never take her beautiful fruits now! She slumped against a wall, exhausted from her long run to keep her precious gifts. She smiled down at the red fruits that she had worked so hard to protect. They were even more beautiful in the light, weren't they? She then straightened out and walked over to the sitting room, where her husband was.

He had fallen asleep at his piano again. To her, Roderich was the most wonderful piano composer and musician in the world, but he would forget now and then to stop and re-enter the real world. She could never bring herself to bring him back. He looked so happy in his own world! Smiling, Elizaveta shook her dear husband awake, so that she could show him the happiness that she had brought to her house.

"Roderich dear, look what I found on my walk! Isn't this wonderful? Now we can be happy again, I know it, these must have been sent from God…"

She trailed off, realizing that instead of happiness on her husband's face, there was shock as he gazed at the fruits. Roderich gently took the fruits from her eyes and placed them carefully on the table, then turned and grasped Elizaveta's hands in his own, tears brimming in his eyes.

"Elizaveta darling, our child has already passed from this world. Please, return these two children where you found them. Would you inflict our own unhappiness on another?"

Children? But….

Suddenly it all came to Elizaveta. She quickly turned toward the two fruits. No, not two fruits, but two infants, twins, and not a bear, but a…

"We can fix this together Elizaveta. We can undo this, and return them to their mother, and maybe…"

"No!" Elizaveta broke away from her husband, and crumpled to the floor sobbing. "It's too late for that Roderich! I can't give them up! Outside…in front of the door…the bear…!"

She broke down, unable to speak any further. She slowly made her way to the children, holding them close to her, as if they were the ones who needed comfort.

Roderich quickly made his way to the door and ran outside. On the path to the forest was an unmoving dark shape. Walking closer towards the shape, he adjusted his glasses. He could barely make out the form of a young woman with brown hair, lighter than his, but a bit darker than Elizaveta's, with two stray curls. On further inspection, he noticed that there was a heavy injury on her head, and Elizaveta's frying pan was lying close by. Elizaveta must have grabbed the frying pan from where she had been washing other dishes outside earlier that day, and used it as a weapon when the woman had caught up to her at the house, killing her instantly. The skillet had made contact with a previous injury, perhaps from collision. In the woman's hand was a wicker basket, out of which had fallen a small glass bottle full of milk…

Looking through the still open door, Roderich saw Elizaveta coddling the twins, a boy and a girl, as if they were her own now, as if she had already forgotten the terrible sin she had committed.

Elizaveta had definitely not forgotten, but it was better to push it out of the way. After all, 'tis better to be happy and forget then to remember and weep, is it not? She turned her mind to what was more important, like naming her new children.

"Dear, what if we name the girl Alice, and the boy Lovino? I like those names. They suit our children, don't you think?"

Roderich slowly nodded, not daring to disagree. Really, he was not surprised that this had happened. Ever since their previous child, Regulus, had died from a deadly sickness, Elizaveta had never been the same in the head. She had started to have more violent moods, taking her anger and wrath out on everything but Roderich himself. She had even come close to even hurting him recently. Roderich felt that he really had no other choice. They might as well take care of the twins for now, until Elizaveta's anger fell on the children themselves.

How sad, they were such adorable children, with hair like their mother's, each having a small curl, the girl's on the left, and the boy's on the right…

And that's chapter 1 for you! Please review, it means a lot to us! Here's a character list for this chapter, one will be posted for each chapter.

Elizaveta Moonlit: Hungary

Roderich Moonlit: Austria

Roma: Rome

Girl Twin: North Italy

Boy Twin: South Italy

Oh and this isn't important, but their dead child in our minds is like the Holy Roman Empire.

TruDivination: But I still think he's alive, just with amnesia *grumble*.

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