Chapter 1

Warnings: Human Names

Rating: M

I do not own Hetalia!

Summery:

Alfred is a genius, he has a best friend who is a Magician. Both were created by the elusive Crucifix...then the Crucifix wants to destroy everything they created, now along side a vast array of monsters and Magicians to stop the coming end of humans world. They must discover who is truelly behind the horrible murders of normal everyday humans...and along the way come to terms with their own personal demons. Perhaps love can fix their damaged souls?

Alfreds POV

Arthur Kirklands Place London, England 9:00 PM

Alfred looked around and smiled grimly. He hadnt been to Arthurs in a long time. He walked up to the mans door and knocked gently. He heard some shuffling and swearing and smiled. A man with messy blond hair and green eyes like emeralds opened the door and frowned. "Oh...its you...long time..." Arthur said frowning. Alfred grinned and tilted his head to the side. "You busy dude?" He asked and Arthur shook his head. "Come in...tea?" He asked and Alfred shook his head.

"Why are you here?" Arhtur asked sitting down at the table and Alfred followed. "Wanted to visit you an old pal." Alfred smiled and Arthur gave him a questioning look. "Really? This 'visit' has nothing with the Crucifix?" Alfred flinched. "Okay so it might have a little something to do with that...dude you have to admit the fact they want us gone!" Alfred jumped up. Arthur shook his head. "I will admit that they want us gone...but there is nothing we really can do..." Arthur said. "We are just two men against a whole group of Disturbs and Denieds." Alfred sighed. "What if I could get others?" Arthur raised an eyebrow. "Oh? And were would we find these people?" Arthur asked.

Alfred grinned and grabbed Arthurs laptop. "Well if my sources are correct..." Alfred punched in random numbers and letters before he came across a picture of what seemed to be an old shop. "They closest person would be in...Paris!" Alfred smiled. Arthur groaned. "He actually changed shops on me..." Alfred frowned but shrugged. "If I stand correct, they will be knicking down your door in oh...a few hours. Now you can come with me or...well you know what they will do." Alfred grinned darkly. Arthur groaned..."Wait for me." He said running upstairs to pack.

Fifteen Years ago...

"We have a new student from America!" The teacher exclaimed. "His name is Alfred , please make him at home here!" She smiled at the boy who smiled happily at the others. No one really paid attention to the new kid until math class came around. He tugged on Miss Thortons shirt. "Yes Mr. Jones?" She kneeled next to the eight year old.

"I already know Multiplication..." He said and Miss Thorton nodded. "Do you know division?" She asked. Jones nodded. "I know all the way to Algebra." The teachers face dropped. "Excuse me?" She asked. How could this third grader know Algebra already? "Show me." She said and Alfred ran to the board and wrote on it.

If 1/2x +1/2(1/2x + 1/2(1/2x +1/2(1/2x + ... = y, then x = 1.

Miss Thorton hissed and the kids laughed at Alfred. "Show off!" They hollered and Alfred felt tears sting his eyes. "B-but..." The teacher took him out of class and to the principles office.

Alfreds POV

Paris, France 2:00 AM

Alfred yawned. "Damn..." Arhtur stood next to him and checked his watch. "This friend of yours wouldnt be up right now would he?" Arthur asked. Alfred nodded. "Of course he is!" Alfred led the way to a small dingy looking shop that had a sign in french, Désirs Coeurs. Arthur frowned. "It means Hearts Desires...dont ask." Alfred rolled his eyes and opened the door to a shop filled with...books.

Arthur looked around in shock. He reached for one. "Be careful some bite." Arthur stared at Alfred. "Or burn at the touch of humans..." Arthur smiled. "Oh..and dont say God around this guy...it really bugs him." Alfred said and Arthur nodded. "Him being a fallen angel amoung other things." Alfred muttered and hit the bell.

"Je viens!" A mans voice came from upstairs and a tall Frenchman made his apperiance. Arthurs first thought was how downright handsome the man was. He was tall, taller than Arthur and had fair long blond hair that was put in a messy ponytail with shocking blue eyes that looked over the two late night visitors. He had dirty blond stubble and his clothes fit his body perfectly. Arthur took his eyes off the man when he started talking.

"Oh! Alfred! It haz been a long time!" The Frenchman laughed. Alfred nodded. "And who iz your friend?" He said looking Arthur over. "Oh...Arthur Kirkland meet Francis Bonnefoy!" Alfred introduced the two men. "Oh Ello..." Arthur said nodding slightly at him. Francis shocked Arthur by taking his hand and kissing it softly. "C'est un plaisir de vous rencontrer beau." Francis smiled and Arthur blushed feeling the mans stubble brushing gently on his hand. He took it away and frowned. "Weirdo..." He said and Francis seemed hurt.

"Well...anyways I know why you are here...I already told you my awnser...Oui." Francis took a small backpack from behind the counter. "I cant stay...I recieved a threat today..." France frowned and looked out the window. A small rain had started. "Then we should go...we need plane tickets then...hmmm...a magician, a genius and a werewolf...this should be fun...who should we get next?" Alfred smirked. Arthur looked at the man next to him and frowned. "I thought you said Francis was a fallen angel..." Alfred nodded. "He is but he got attacked when he got here..." Francis smiled sadly. "Oui...iz true..." He said sadly as they walked out into the rain and he locked his shop up. "Perhaps after this is done...I will come back?"

"I think it would be best if we had true angels with us..." Francis said to Alfred who nodded. "So we got to Italy..." Alfred nodded and started towards the airport once more to build their army.

Thanks for reading! If you want backstory I might post it on next chapter...hmmm...yeah Ill do that! Please read and review!