So I'm kinda cheating with this one. I had no time to finish it and I'm leaving in an hour to go to a circus in Amsterdam... Tomorrow I don't have very much time either because I'm going to go ice skating and making pancakes (and try maple syrup for the first time) with three of my best friends.
So yeah... Here's a very short chapter... I hope I'll be able to upload something tomorrow and complete it...
Happy holidays!
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia.
Many people know about The Winter War. Somewhere during the start of WWII, in 1939, the Soviet Union and Finland had gotten themselves into war with each other. The war itself had lasted 3 months, 1 week and 5 days. The Finns were outnumbered. The Soviet Union had had many participants, almost 3 times as much as Finland. But many don't know that this has happened before. Many years ago...
Even a pin could be heard if dropped on the floor. A piercing silence filled the house, leaving it's inhabitants doubting if it would ever pass. It felt as if one sound, even breathing, could be the end of your very being. No one dared to move, trying to prove what they had just heard had never happened. But there was no doubt in the existence of their problem. It was very real, and it was approaching rapidly.
It all happened so quick. There was no time to react. No time to prevent anything from happening. There was nothing they could do. The early winter had ruined everything. There was no food, the water was frozen, snow was blocking their paths. Many people had already died after being stuck in the snow for hours. The army was in no condition of fighting. Not now. But they had seen this coming. They had waited for this. They had waited for Finland to be at its weakest. And now, they were coming. Hundreds of soldiers crossed the border seperating Finland and Russia. They had bows and arrows, swords. Finland was outnumbered. Their weapons were not as strong as the Russian's. But their was hope. Coming from a nearby land from over the mountains were the Swedish troops. They were much stronger and consisted of more men. They brought reinforcements for their Eastern allies, food, blankets. Their longboats were built of much stronger materials than the boats built in Finland.
They were getting ready for battle, their axes and swords were being sharpened by various blacksmiths all over the country. There was no telling when the soldiers from Russia would attack, lead by Ivan Braginsky. They were approaching rapidly, their weapons leaving no man, woman or child that dared to come between them and their pray alive. There was no telling what they were capable of and how long it would take them to get Finland under their control.
Tino was sure he had never seen this many people in one place, ready to risk their lives for their land and culture. So many Swedes had come to join Tino's people in their battle, so few of them would return.
No less than four days had past when the two armies met each other on the battlefield with dawn still so far away. A rumor had spread, saying that the Russians would attack when dawn would reach over the mountains. The Finns and Swedes immediatly took their opportunity to make sure they had their reinforcements ready on the giant field for when the enemy would attack.
The participants of their eastern neighbors wasn't very big, but neither was their own. As expected, the Russian's had an army consisting of around 500 man. Their own was around half as much, but trained in a different way. They had often sent spies over the border, who would come back as confident as ever saying that the other's army wasn't disciplined at all and could fall apart easily. That is what they hoped for.
Ugh. So short... :'(
I hope you enjoyed this very VERY short chapter and hopefully I'll see you in the next one..
To be continued...