Ohlo... uh I mean Hello. Ok, I have recently fallen in love with this wonderful anime called Hetalia, and almost instantly, I fell in love with this parring. This is the prologue, (that's why it's not long.) I just wanted to test it out and see how many people like it. I know this doesn't give much detail to the story, but hopefully the next chapter will. This is a GermanyXFemItaly, (not that I have anything against Yaoi XD 3... especially Hetalia Yaoi!) I had this idea for months now but after I watched Hetalia, something clicked and I realized that it would be a perfect GerIta fic!
Also, If Holocaust things make you un-happy, and/or sad, then read at you own risk. (There's not going to be extreme sad stuff, but be warned.)
Any way hope you enjoy and please review, I will give you virtual hugs3!
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN HETALIA...:( But I do own a chocolate chip cookie...:)
I heard the screams of babies, their mothers probably dead or to scared to come back for their children. Flashes of reds and oranges reflected off of the black smoke cloud covering the night sky. I was running, as futile as it was. I knew they would catch me sooner or later, but I still ran. I ran for my brother, my father, my mother. I ran for my life I didn't realize I was crying until I felt the cold salty sting of tears run down my face, slightly blinding my vision.
"FELICIA!" His voice kept ringing in my ears "RUN, JUST RUN!" I did, I ran. I ran so far I eventually got to the woods. Images of my brother being taken clouded my mind even further. It hurt, it hurt that I couldn't save him.
My feet had a mind of their own, step after step I ran, over roots and dirt. I tripped, my old tattered dress stained by the mud. I could hear them, they were getting closer. I laid still on the ground, waiting for the pain of the bullet to hit the back of my head, waiting for my blood to spill and turn cold by one of those blood thirsty Nazi bastards.
I could hear them talking, their harsh voices carrying over the ringing silence of the dark cold woods. The voices were fading. I stayed even stiller if that were possible. I held my breath and gave a silent prayer.
It was suddenly silent. My breath still held back. I was afraid to move. I gasped, inhaling much needed air. I waited, listening to see if they would come back. I gained the courage to stand. I took in my surroundings. The forest was dead, the animals had long ago been scared off by the noise and the bright fire of my little town being burned down.
Oker Dokers, there you have it my amigos. Hope you enjoyed it, the first chapter should be up soon.
The next chapter will be 100 times longer, I promise.
Bonus: I give you all virtual hugs... You know where to get more of those.- REVIEW!
