Slender the Arrival: Hetalia

The Eight Pages

Chapter 1- Who's Kate?

"SUCK BALLS! ARU~" China yelled angrily as the Allies climbed out of their crashed car.

"And this is why I should have driven…" England complained through his face palm.

The group stood around complaining till something in the bushes nearby startled them. Unexpectedly Italy, Germany and Japan came through. They all looked at each other confused and annoyed.

"Ve~ so you guys crashed too?" Italy said happily.

"ITALIA! That is nothing to be happy about!" Germany yelled.

"Sorry Germany!" Italy shook in fear and moved away from the tall country.

In an unspoken agreement they all teamed up. Thankfully the Allies had crashed outside what looked like another road. It led down though a forest and to what they were all pretty sure was a house, at least according to Russia.

"OK! Since I'm the hero I'll lead the way!" No-one argued with America because once they stepped over that invisible line that separated this area from the rest of the world, they all felt strange.

They walked in almost silence; the odd comments of "Oh look," "I'm tired/hungry" and "Ve~ Germany," made by the same person kept being heard and ignored. It startled them all at how fast it was becoming dark.

"This is just way on zhe creepy side!" France said, trying to hold onto England but being battered away.

"How exactly did you guys crash?" Japan said suddenly.

"I don't really know… one minute we were on the road, next minute the car was in front of that fallen tree," England said, pointing back in the direction of the car.

"Hmmm… Interesting," Japan said, they had crashed the same way; one minute on the road, the next in front of a tree.

Silence returned and they all kept walking. The further they walked the darker it got.

"Hey look," China said pointing up ahead.

In front of them was another car. It was a blue SUV and looked as though it'd been there a while. They stopped and looked at it for some time.

"Can we rest 'ere?" France said with a huf; sitting down.

"NEIN! We need to keep moving… and get to this house!" Germany yelled, dragging the Frenchman to his feet.

They couldn't believe it when they came to a tall brick fence; within its boundaries lay a large and elegant house. With relief the group walked quicker, they believed this place to be safe. But safe from what?

"This doesn't look too good…" Japan said and that was when everyone noticed the door was wide open.

Everyone's eyes went to Russia and Germany. Germany shook his head, extremely unsure about everything, leaving it to Russia to inspect. With a smile, the tall and apparently fearless nation made his way towards the open house.

The group huddled and jumped at every rustle of the trees or brush of the breeze. As Russia stepped through the open door, broken glass crunched underneath his shoes. He looked around the entrance and frowned.

The place was a mess and there were drawings on the wall; Russia didn't like such messes and drawing on the walls was unacceptable. Taking a closer look at the drawings Russia was startled; He'd seen things like this before…

"It's okay, Da~" He called back to the others who came slowly towards the house. They all came inside and America, being the last one in, shut the door. Everyone looked around then up the wall. They all seemed spooked by it.

In silent agreement the group split up to search the house. The Allies search the lower floor, the Axis the top. America, France and England made their way to the lounge room on the left. The room was a complete mess.

The cushions from the couch were lying across the floor, the T.V was leaning against the wall; a lamp leaning over the couch. America walked over to the windows while England and France walked up to the coffee table.

France picked up the phone that was there, but the line was dead. He looked at it before shaking it and putting it to his ear; as though that would change anything. England picked up a note from the table.

"Thank you,

I can't thank you enough for coming all this way to help me out! It's been a pretty rough road trying to sell this old place. I wish I had turned to you sooner. You have no idea how happy I'll be once this is all behind me! :)

Love you always,

Kate"

As England read the note out loud America had to ask the obvious question.

"Who the hell is Kate?" He said as he turned back around.

"How the bloody hell should I know you git?!" England said, rolling his eyes.

"Iz zhis Kate?" France said taking a photo frame off the shelf.

"Oh my god... You're both idiots!" England said, before making his way to the kitchen.

He pushed on the slightly ajar door to find the room not much better than the last. He looked around before spotting another phone. He doubted it would work but still he tried it. 'This one's dead too…'

Down the other end of the house Russia and China were searching another room; in there they found another note. China picked it up and read it to himself.

'Thanks for calling last night. It probably sounds dumb, but it was good to hear your voice again. Good to hear that Lauren's been doing well too. But, yeah, about what we said; I'm not sure what to think of it yet. What are the odds of two people having the exact same hallucination? Could it really just be a coincidence? I have to go to my doctor today for some routine stuff so I'm going to try and casually bring this up and see what he says about it. I'll let you know how it goes.

-CR'

While China was reading Russia had found two flashlights. China nearly died of a heart attack when Russia turned on the radio.

"Hey, Aru!" China yelled, "Turn that off!"

"But why?" Russia said with a smile, "I think some music could really lighten us up a bit, da~"

China frowned before taking note of the plant in the room; it was dead. It looked like no-one had tended to it in weeks; and the scary part was China was right. No-one had been here in a very long time…

Russia left this room and crossed the hallway to another door. Opening it, he found himself out in the garage. He looked out the open roller door and into the forest; he was finally starting to get the feeling that had affected everyone else.

On the second floor the Axis team were creeping around, Japan and Italy huddled to Germany. They looked to the right first but something told Germany not to go there yet so he turned left instead. They found themselves in the master bedroom.

While Italy had crawled onto the bed and hidden beneath the blankets; Germany and Japan were concerned with the open windows. Japan walked up to them and closed them all; everything about this place scared him. They left the room and travelled down the other hallway.

There were only two doors and a window down this hallway. The first room was a bathroom and the other was locked. Germany shook the handle and slammed his body against the door but it wouldn't budge.

"You wait here, I'll go and find a key or something," Germany said, prying Italy off his arm.

"But Germany!" Italy called out as he vanished down the dark hallway.

Italy turned around to look out the window. Japan looked at the door again; placing his palm on the handle he turned it… With a scream of terror Italy tumbled back from the window. Japan spun around to see him lying on the ground, Italy was pointing at the window, tears streaming down his face.

"W-what happened Italy-sama?" Japan dropped to his knees beside the terrified country.

"A-a man… h-he was look-king at me…" Italy's voice was soft, full of fear.

Suddenly the other countries came racing up the stairs and into the dark hallway. They had brought flashlights with them; lighting the scene. Germany pushed past everyone to get to Italy. He pulled the crying Italy into his arms.

"Shhhh… vhat happened?" The other countries were surprised with his now caring nature.

"The-there was a-a man," Italy stuttered out though sobs.

"A man? What did he look like?" America suddenly pushed his way through to get to Italy; It seemed like America knew something the others didn't.

"H-he was tall… t-thin," Italy began; he closed his eyes before looking over at America, "His face was white, with no mouth, eyes or nose… He wore a black suit…"

Italy's voice grew quieter and quieter; they all knew that he wasn't lying with how detailed his description was. Japan stood up and looked at the door that had been locked. He turned the handle like he had before Italy had screamed but it was still jammed shut.

"Did anyone find a key?" He asked.

"Um, Oui!" France said pulling out a key.

Japan took the key and fitted into the lock. Turning it slowly they heard the click and the door opened…

A/N: MWHAHAHA Cliff hanger…. So what do you think of this so far?

I hope I'm writing the creepy genre okay because I haven't done it before… well I have but this is my first full 'horror' fanfiction. Well thank you all again… now onto the nightmares in chapter two… (Oh and before I get in trouble this is a work of fiction, Hetalia belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya and Slender the arrival belongs to Blue isle studios and "Mark" who I am told was the original creator of the first slender man game.)