Hey ppls I'm trying something new and decided to write a Hetalia fic. I havent stopped writing Unearth the Truth or Skool trip through time they r just on hold. So until I get new chapters out for them try reading this and see if u like it. Thank u and if u have any questions just ask. Reviews help also.

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia.

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Blood dripped from the open wound on my shoulder, he couldn't remember what happened. All he knew was that the day before he went hiking with his twin brother. Where his twin was now was beyond him all he knew was that he was in the forest. Looking around his surrounding area he saw that he wasn't that far from the trail. Getting to his feet he held his hurt shoulder and made his way toward the path. Limping slightly he heard people talking as he made his way.

Reaching the path he saw his brother and a few police officers looking at him as he came through the trees.

"Alfred!" Matthew yelled excitedly seeing his brother walk toward him. Said boy smiled at his younger twin. Matthew ran over to his brother and hugged him, making the other wince slightly. "Sorry Al. Are you okay?"

"I could be better bro." Alfred said leaning against his brother for support.

*A*

It had been a week sense he was found and all Alfred could do was sleep. He felt as if he had a cold but he knew that he shouldn't. His body ached and he had a fever that wouldn't break. He vomited up any and everything given to him but water. Alfred felt so weak.

But one morning Alfred felt all his strength returns to him. Getting up from bed he made his way toward his mirror to look at himself. As he looked at himself he saw a load of differences in himself, like his hair was a little darker, his k9 teeth were longer, his eyes were bluer than before, his shoulders more broader and his abs were more profound. He was a little taller, his hands bigger than he remembered. Thinking nothing of it he walked toward his door and a sharp pain passed through his head, grabbing his head to stop the pain. He could hear his brother on the phone down stairs talking. Removing his hands he realized he could hear the person his brother was talking to as well.

Turning back to his mirror he realized his pants looked like high waters. He realized that his pants were tight in the front and that his pants cupped his nuts the wrong way. Shaking his head slightly he realized the pain was gone. Walking toward his closet he opened it and took out some shorts because he felt hot. Putting on his red, white, and blue basketball shorts he closed the door again and saw that his wound was completely gone as if it wasn't there to begin with. Smiling to himself he walked out of his room as if nothing had ever happened.

Making his was downstairs the blonde smiled as he made his way to the kitchen where he was met with a confused look from his parents and younger twin.

"Hey guys." Alfred said as if nothing was up.

"Al, you're up and moving. How?" Matthew said hanging up the phone and staring wide eyed at his brother. Alfred was in the fridge getting a can of coke. Looking back at his brother once his drink was in hand. Shrugging in the general direction of his parents and brother, Alfred walked over to the stove and sniffed the air around it and that's when he noticed that the sink had dishes in it but the fridge had no leftovers.

"Where's my dinner?" Alfred turned to look at his family. His mother smiled at him but before she could say anything Alfred was at the table eating. Alfred's father on the other hand stared at his son for a moment before clearing his voice to speak.

"Alfred you should still be in bed son." The man spoke. Matthew sat next to his brother and watched him shovel food into his mouth. The younger blonde realized that his brother ate everything before anyone else got a chance to eat. Heaving a sigh Alfred got up from his seat ignoring his father's question completely. He walked over to his mom and kissed her cheek. Then he walked back upstairs to bed. The other members in his family we baffled at the display that the blonde had showed.

*A*

Alfred sat in his room reading one of his favorite comics until he felt as if something was watching him. He shivered and looked up from his book and saw that the moon was huge in the night sky. He felt as if it was calling to him. As he stared he saw his life flash before his eyes briefly all 18 years. Then he felt a pain that could be described as him being ripped from the inside out. Then his world went completely black. Snapping out of it he saw that it was morning and he was still in the house but it felt different than it did before. The warmth that was once there was gone; he looked around his room and noticed it was trashed.

Standing up on his feet he looked down at himself and saw he was still in his basketball shorts. Walking toward his room door he swore he could smell blood. Then he looked toward his full body mirror and saw himself covered in blood. Gasping he looked away and opened his door to see his house completely destroyed. Taking a few steps forward the scent of death assaulted him. Sniffing the air he followed the scent until he can to his parents' bedroom. Before he could knock on the door it gave and fell over to reveal the mangled remains of his parents. Blood covered every inch of that room.

Feeling sick the blonde moved away from the door and heard pained gasps coming from down the hall where his brothers' room was located.

"Mattie!" The blonde yelled and ran toward the room. Once there he kicked in the door in and found his twin laying there bleeding from his leg. The room was also in shambles. Running to his bro and kneeling before him he put his hands on his brother's shoulders. Matthew looked up at his brother and screamed as he tried to get away from him. Alfred on the other hand covered his ears before punching the other blonde in the face knocking him out. Breathing hard Alfred grabbed his brother and slung him over his shoulder.

He knew he couldn't panic; he could only save his brother and get them out of there before anything else bad happened.