Alright so a few things :)
This is just the prologue so don't worry your not supposed to understand what's going on~ its just supposed to hopefully get you interested ;) Please read the section at the end if you plan to stick with me through this fan fiction its all about my future plans.
" Why...? " the deep voice cracked, feeling tears well in his already swelled eyes.
" Why? " He screeched this time, only to be answered by the resounding gunshots and the loud patter of rain.
The man fell onto his knees ignoring the protests his body screamed at him. He lifted his hands to his face, observing them. Crimson lined every crack. He bit his lip, holding back another cry before looking down at the horror before him. A horror his eyes wanted nothing but to avoid.
" Why... " he said once more, softly this time. Before him lay what seemed to be a pile of clothing and blood. Only, it was more than that. He reached down to the stiff figure pulling it close to his bandaged chest. There was still warmth left. Very little warmth, but enough to assure him of life.
He lifted his eyes slowly to another man, this one muscular, who was standing above him. A few salty drops escaped his eyes. He felt himself trembling as the despair mixed with his fury.
" No one ever said I was a good guy. " he watched the man's lips move as the words came out almost being drowned out by a harsh crack of thunder. The man was smiling. A wicked smile. His eyes narrowed before steadily easing the body in his arms down.
He smiled. Not a sweet smile. Not a loving smile. Not even a vengeful smile. It was a smile that would send any normal person running. A weak laugh followed it as he slipped his stiff hand into his pocket. His sanity was leaving him.
The second man did not flinch. He didn't even move, he just watched as a small pistol was revealed from his blood stained jacket.
" If you say that then your just asking for it! " His once bright eyes were now dulled and almost tinted the same color as the scarlet blood that surrounded him. He lifted his head laughing in the most pitiful of ways, tilting his head to the point that it looked as if it should have fallen off and rolled across the dirt below him.
" Like you could do it! " the second man countered, smile widening. Once again there was a loud pitiful laugh.
" Just watch me! " He gripped the gun tighter, tight enough to reopen a few of the cuts on his hands. The pain it caused went unnoticed.
" This is for him. " A cry split the thick air.
I hope you liked it :) Okay so plans for this story~
First thing you should know is I plan to make this one fairly long with at least 1,500 word chapters so I hope you'll stick with me despite this :(
I've already written out the full summary so writers block shouldn't be too problematic my goal is to get one chapter up every two weeks ;D
This will be a three part story,
Part 1: Two Separate Halves.
Part 2: Nightmares and Dreams.
Part 3: Fall.
Part 1 is from Feliciano (Italy)'s point of view :) Part 2 is from Lovino (Romano)'s point of view and part 3 is a little weird because POV will change each chapter :) The first chapter of part 3 is from Feliciano's POV so the next chapter will be Lovino's POV and that cycle will just repeat until about 6 chapters in where its just Lovino's POV from then until the end ( Sorry about the weirdness I hope you can understand this ;w; ) I'll make sure to note who's point of view it is when it starts.
This story is going to be fairly dramatic but don't worry I'll throw in plenty of fluff for you guys and a lemon will also be thrown in the future chapters ;) If you don't want to read the lemon don't worry I'll warn you and put marks so you can skip over it once it starts.
A few warnings; this has some mature themes to it such as child abuse, war, and death.
It will start of slow so no real itacest until the later chapters, still I hope you will read it and enjoy it ^^
Thank you for reading this far if you did :D
- Mina
Reviews would be very appreciated :)