(Actor AmericaXActress Reader) HERO VS VILLAIN Chapter 1, a hetalia - axis powers fanfic

Chapter 1: I wanna be a star! Wait-what?!

[a/n] Whoop-whoop! My first reader insert! For all you America fans out there - Including myself- I thought of making an insert for you! So..

I DO NOT OWN HETALIA!

I ALSO DON'T OWN THE SONGS FOR THE MOVIE SCENES!

Now,

LIGHTS, CAMERA, ACTIOOOOON!

"Today we'll have an Idol coming into the show ... IT'S ALFRED F. JONES!" the hostess with a business suit and pony tails cried.

-Name- squealed and ran to the TV screen, Alfred F. Jones was her favorite actor of all time.

"Thank you, thank you! You are all too kind!" Alfred walked to the stage and waved at the audience on the show. -Name- smiled as he smiled, he had that charm..

"I heard you were starring in your new movie: The Last Hero. Is it true that you're missing a role?"

-Name- gasped.

"Sadly, I am.. and I'm holding auditions for it."

"When?" asked the hostess.

"Tomorrow." Alfred replied, which shocked the viewers.

"My!" The hostess looked to the fans, "Then you girls gotta be snappy! Or I'LL steal the part!" She ended, joking.

The fans screamed, "MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

Alfred chuckled, "Simmer down, babes.."

-Name- jumped up for joy, 'My dream of being an actress will be fulfilled!'

She pressed her ear for the location,

"The auditions will be held in the old cinema... hope to seeing you babes there!" Alfred winked and gave them finger-guns at the viewers.

The fans squealed at the action.

-Name- wrote down the location and date, she jumped once more as the night came to touch her window gently. She sighed,

"I have to sleep..." She turned the TV off and dragged herself to her bed.

'I'M THE HEROOO!"

-Name/Last Name- jolted awake at her alarm, It was her fave actor's voice. -Name- gently turned off the alarm, and rolled off the bed. She tied her [h/c] hair into a tight pony tail. -Name- went to the restroom and fixed her appearance. -Name- was the kind of girl who wore light makeup. She smiled in satisfactory.

She went to the kitchen, fixed herself a bowl of cereal an ate. After her early routine, -Name- retreated to her room. She changed into a black dress with rose petals scattered on it, then some black leggings that had diamonds stitched at the sides, with black heels, a [Fave color] bracelet, a bow on her head, and shades,

"I'm SO ready for this audition!" She walked outside, into her silver Camry. -Name- turned on the radio and sang beautifully to 'Demons' by Imagine Dragons. She turned left, heading towards the old cinema.

And. It. Was. Packed.

Not like it was surprising. -Name- was afraid that she won't be able to audition. She prayed, clasping her hands, murmuring. She relaxed and found a good parking space. She got out of the car and smiled to the entrance, there was no line crawling outside so she took this as a good sign. -Name- went inside to see a loooooooooooooong line.

Her jaw dropped, 'whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy?!' -Name- huffed and stood at the end, soon, there was more people following behind. She groaned and peered over the side, trying to see how much the line stretched. '34 people in front..' She looked behind her, 'And around 46 in then back...'

The day dragged on, -Name- was so determined, she bought popcorn and soda from men who were selling them for the line of people. The line was shortening, then before -Name- realized it, she was around the 6th person in line. Then the song 'Ready, Aim, Fire,' by Imagine Dragons came on.

(Italics - You, Bold - the music itself)

Whoa
With our backs to the wall, the darkness will fall
We never quite thought we could lose it all
Ready, aim, fire, ready, aim, fire
An empire's fall in just one day
You close your eyes and the glory fades
Ready, aim, fire, ready, aim, fire away (fire!)
Ready, aim, fire, ready, aim, fire away

Off in the distance, there is resistance
Bubbling up and festering
Hey Mr Motion, make me a potion
Shake it all up with your mystery

How come I've never seen your face 'round here?
I know every single face 'round here
A man on a mission, changing the vision
I was never welcome here

We don't have a choice to stay
We'd rather die than do it your way

With our backs to the wall, the darkness will fall
We never quite thought we could lose it all
Ready, aim, fire, ready, aim, fire
An empire's fall in just one day
You close your eyes and the glory fades
Ready, aim, fire, ready, aim, fire away (fire!)
Ready, aim, fire, ready, aim, fire away

Back in the casing, shaking and pacing
This is the tunnel's light
Blood in the writing, stuck in the fighting
Look through the rifle's sight
How come I've never seen your face 'round here?
I know every single face 'round here
Here in the heckle, holding the shackle
I was never welcome here

We don't have a choice to stay
We'd rather die than do it your way

With our backs to the wall, the darkness will fall
We never quite thought we could lose it all
Ready, aim, fire, ready, aim, fire
An empire's fall in just one day
You close your eyes and the glory fades
Ready, aim, fire, ready, aim, fire away (fire!)
Ready, aim, fire, ready, aim, fire away

Whoa

"Mademoiselle? It's your turn.." A man with a french accent, blonde hair, and shades guided -Name- inside. -Name- looked to him,

"than-"

"Ve don't really have ze time, mademoiselle..." He then helped her up the stage. When -Name- finally was on the stage, she saw who was the audience, it was a British directer (who was forced to wear a beret), he smiled at -Name-.

Alfred, was there next to him. The directer asked politely,

"Whot's your name, love?"

-Name- replied without hesitation, "I'm [F/N] [L/N]."

The British man gestured at her, to Alfred, Alfred whispered back,

"I already made my decision, Arty.."

"But, Alfred. She looks like the ideal actress!"

Poor -Name- thought the two were going mad, making such weird hand signals at each other.

Then, finally, Alfred sighed and smiled at her, "Go on, babe..."

-Name- sighed, relaxed and read the script. It was with so much emotion, It stunned the Frenchman, the Directer, and the leading star: Alfred F. Jones.

"Cyan Warrior," she pointed at Alfred, "You never knew how much I loved you when we were in college. You left me there, in the lab...I'll never stop destroying this city.. not now, NOT EVER!" -Name- glared at the blonde, "Cyan Warrior, we are now..."

The whole cast was now watching -Name- in awe.

'RIVALS!'

[A/n] So... how did you enjoy that? R&R please! See you later my ducklings!

Hasta la pasta!