Disclaimer: I unfortunately do not own Hetalia, though I wish I did.

Please read the first chapter and comment before deciding if you like it or not.

Summary: Hetalia meets Comatose. Since Comatose is not YET a real manga/anime/book I'll explain a little about it. A rag-tag group of friends who were separated after falling into a coma for 3 to 5 years. Only two of the six were never in a coma, seeing as how I thought it would be wrong to put babies in comas...do not comment on that last statement. Anyway, they eventually drove all the scientists away from the horrible labs they were sent to to be experimented on further. In this they represent the lands where the labs were.

Shorter summary: Basically I wanted to see how much hell could be raised by combining an origional plot-line with an anime. I chose Hetalia for the obvious reason...IT KICKS ASS!
Comatose countries:
Coma :Mediterranean
Artica:the Artic/Artica(Yes, she renamed the Artic)
Alice:West Antartica
Allen:East Antartica
Twitch:Bermuda
Venom:Pacific
Terra:Atlantic/Atlantis


Broken beakers and test tubes lie strewn across countless tables, papers and folders covered the desks, spilling onto the floor. The faint glow of a computer monitor provided the only light in the dark room. A door creaked open, pale light slipping in as a tall man about thirty entered, head hanging and face covered by shaggy honey brown hair. Sapphire eyes scanned the desks as he walked to the monitor, stopping momentarily to pick up a dusty, worn, tattered folder. Sitting in the chair, he opened the folder. He stood in the picture with six children. An energetic looking girl with frosty blue hair and intellegent, icy eyes clinging to his long white coat. a raven haired child clung to his arm, blind eyes staring out at the camera in unawareness. On his shoulder, a tan boy with small dot tattoos going up one arm was clinging to his head. The oldest of them all, a girl with silver hair stood next to him, her curled horns, tail, and claws stood out the most. In her arms, she cradled two small infants, a red tipped blonde and an emerald tipped brunette. The man broke down, crying to himself...


"Yo! Anti! Which way did Medi go?" An frosty haired girl called to her white haired friend. The girl looked over at her loud friend, loud in both volume and appearence.

"WHAT? WHY DO YOU CALL ME ANTI? DO YOU THINK I'M, LIKE ANTI-MATTER OR SOMETHING? I'M ANTARTICA!"

"Haha, you and Allen both. You two are so serious, your my total opposites so it's no suprise that you'd both be the ANTI-Artic! Now then Alice, where's Medi?"

"Look up, polar bear bitch." The snowy haired girl said, pointing to a teenager sitting in a curled up position like a gargoyle on the roof of a building.

"Whatever ya say, ya White Bitch of Narnia." The frosty haired girl replied playfully, looking up. "Hey! Medi! Ya know yer on some dudes house, don' cha?"

"Did some one say something?"The teen called Medi asked, tilting his head. The so called polar bear bitch glared at him and wrapped her hand around the familiar metal handle of "Mr. Pain", her frying pan, which was dangling from a red belt. It was one of her many weapons, along with her titanium sword, knives, crowbar, and switch blade.

"Coma, you know yer in trouble! Get yer arse down from there before I come up after ya!"

"I AM NOT COMING DOWN UNTIL I KNOW IT IS SAFE FROM YOU!" The Artic nation growled and put the frying pan in her mouth, climbing quickly up to the roof. Once there she lunged for Coma, frying pan in hand.

"COMA!" She shouted, tackling the other nation. Coma pushed the other nation off and got up, kicking Artic in the face. This, however, only pissed off the other. She lunged again, but as Coma sidestepped she swung her frying pan and hit him. Then, while he was dazed she tackled him and both nations rolled off the roof.


America sat playing video games with Tony the alien when they heard a faint thump on the roof. The ashy blonde paused the game and muted the TV and listened carefully. Another, louder thump, followed by the sounds of struggle, then another thump. It was quiet for few seconds before a voice screamed what he thought was "coma". Light thuds, like some one running, and another thump. A thud and then some voices, mostly yelling. America decided to go investigate, incase some one needed the Hero's help.


"ARTICA! STOP IT! DO YOU WANT HIM TO BLEED TO DEATH?" Allen shrieked, refering to the bleeding Coma on the ground.

"God it's just a bloody nose, he'll live." Artica huffed," After all, he did need punished for nearly exposing us." Twitch and Terra started tugging frantically at Artica's shirt. When she looked at the twins they pointed towards the house. The group looked up, noticing the ashy blonde haired male staring at them in complete and utter shock.

"W-what the hell?" America muttered to himself.

"Uh...this isn't what it looks like?" Artica tried, knowing that it must've looked bad to America, with her sitting on Coma's chest with a bloody frying pan in one hand, two five year olds clinging to her arm, and three others just standing around.

"Then what is it?" Before I could answer the twins introduced us all.

"I'm Atwantis, and dat's my brother Bermuda. Dat's West Antartica, Pacific, East Antartica, Me-" Twitch inturrupted in his usual way,screaming in excitement.

"DAT BE MEDITERRANEAN! AND DAT'S ARTICA! WE BE NEW NATIONS!" The excitable boy had an insanly huge grin on his face. Blue eyes full of happiness at meeting some one new that he liked, sort of. By then Artica and Coma had stood up while Alice tried to calm Twitch down.

"Okay...It's nice to meet you all, I'm America. So your the new countries I've heard of. The ones who threatened to start a war against the world if you weren't acknowledged as countries, and you even promised we wouldn't be able to win." The group exchanged glances.

"We never said any of that. In fact, we were suprised when we heard we were finally countries." Alice said. An akward silence fell between the countries before Artica spoke.

"Well it was nice meeting you, America...You wouldn't happen to have that note, would you?" The blonde nodded, reaching into his jacket and pulling out a piece of paper. Artica took it and studied it, paling. She put the paper in her pocket and walking away, the others following close behind.


Again please comment and critisize. This is my first Hetalia fan fic so don't be too judgemental.

If you have any pairing ideas please share them, like oc x oc, oc x canon, canon xcanon.

Thanks!