Ok, so I was starting to read AU Hetalia fanfics when my hamster wheel of a brain got running and I hatched an idea. I thought, hey, what would happen if the Condesce invaded the countries world and the kids and trolls would have to stop her? They would team up with the countries and kick some major ass. So I thought some stuff up and, well, here we are! Before I start, I should say that everything happening in this story is a work of PURE FICTION. None of the destruction that happens in this story will EVER happen by the same circumstances as in real life. Also spoilers for Homestuck! It's rated M because death, war, some language , and definite violence. (It's war, what do you think will happen? They'll all just prance around and have a nice little tea party.) If you're sensitive to destruction of countries and war continue with your own risks or just flat out don't read it. I'm fine either way. Oh and heads up, this gets dark, fast. I DO NOT OWN HETALIA OR HOMESTUCK! THE ONLY THING I OWN IS THE PLOT THE CHARACTERS WILL BE FOLLOWING IN THIS STORY! Please enjoy!

World War one has passed. Then World War two came and went. Now, the world was at peace, well not really but you get what I mean. However, the peace from world wars wouldn't last forever. Another war was brewing, but it wasn't because of a country. A troll fish alien empress (The Condesce) had found this "new" Earth. She has decided to take it over; not for replenishing/ reviving her species though. (If you read Homestuck you'd know how the first time with her trying to revive her species went.) The reason behind her invasion is to raise an army against the kids and trolls. The Condesce knows they are getting much stronger. Now she has to raise a powerful army to defeat them. She will do this, by force or not.

Date: XXX X, XXXX Location: The island of Seychelles

Seychelles crossed her fingers and did a quick prayer. She took a deep breath and opened the curtains.

"Yes!" Seychelles jumped in the air. It was sunny outside. For the past few weeks, it had been nothing but downpour. She really didn't mid the rain, it was pretty common after all. However, it has been weeks (Really only a week. Seychelles over-exaggerates a lot.) since their last sunny day. Poor tourists that were trapped finally get to return home to their families. Plus Seychelles finally gets to go to her beach. That's the first thing she did, go straight toward the sand. She was heading toward the beach when she noticed something strange. The tourists were standing in very long lines. It was basically one huge crowd now. They all should've been on their planes by now. Seychelles went up to one of them.

"Um, excuse me ma'am?"

"Je suis désolé, je ne parle pas l'anglais," the lady said in French. (I'm sorry, I don't speak English.)

"Non ça va. Je peux parler français." (No it's ok. I speak French.)

"Oh, alors comment puis-je vous aider?" (Oh, then how may I help you?)

"Tout le monde devrait pas être sur leurs avions maintenant?" (Shouldn't everyone be on their planes now?)

"Les agents de bord et les personnes qui travaillent à l'intérieur a déclaré que les vols ont été annulé, vers et depuis partout. Ils nous ont dit de rester dans cette ligne jusqu'à ce mot est reçu." (The flight attendants and people who work inside said that the flights were canceled, to and from everywhere. They told us to stay in this line until word is received.) Seychelles looked at her confused.

"Euh, je vous remercie. Je vais voir si je peux obtenir des informations ou quoi que ce soit. Au revoir!" (Um, thank you. I'll go see if I can get any information or anything. Bye!) Seychelles then made her way through the crowd. Somehow, she managed to get into the airport. She was approached by a pilot.

"Miss, you need to come with us," he said leading Seychelles into a large room. This was where the airport tracked storms and got information from Europe. (Note: I have never been to Seychelles so I don't know if this room exists or not. For the sake of this story, it exists.)

"So what's the big deal with all of this?" Seychelles asked.

"We've received a message from Europe, more specifically England. It said to close off all air transportation from now until further notice," another flight attendant (or as Seychelles would put it, another person with a suit.) responded.

"Seriously? The rain just ended! These people want, no, NEED to get back to their families!" Seychelles protested, her temper starting to rise.

"Well, there's one problem. The message is a little suspicious. It said it was written by England but it doesn't seem that way. We'll show you," another person said while bringing up the letter on a computer. (Well it was more of an email than letter.) As Seychelles kept reading the letter, the more suspicious she became.

The letter went like this:

Dear Seychelles,

We need you to close off your airport. The reasoning behind this is because of a recent crisis over here in London. This is somewhat the same for France and the rest of Europe. It's literally like a living shell over here. It wouldn't be safe for your people to come back here. Keep them there until furt)(er notice.

With love,

England.

"Ok seriously, that is not England writing that thing. He'd never end saying with love, well at least to me. Plus, living shell? Is it supposed to say living hell? England doesn't use fish puns. And what's with those weird parentheses replacing the h in further? He didn't write, er, type this," Seychelles said.

"So what do you propose we do?" the head of the airport asked.

"Let them go home. If there was a "crisis" over in Europe, we would have heard about it already," Seychelles sighed.

"Ok then," the head of the airport said walking off with their walkie talkie giving commands to the crew. Seychelles let out a sigh. Thanks to Europe, mostly England and France, her life has been more turbulent lately. She wondered how much a small island nation like herself could take. She had a solid coast guard and a small but efficient air force, but they wouldn't be able to stop a full out invasion of the country. Seychelles wants to become less dependent from Europe but as of right now, she kind of can't. She shook her head. These thoughts made her depressed, and now is not the time to be depressed. It was the first sunny day in a while. Time to have some fun! Or so she thought. Seychelles was about to leave when the head officer came bursting in the room.

"Whoa, what's wrong?"

"We-we're be-be *huff*"

"Spit it out!"

"We're being attacked!"

"What?!" Seychelles could hardly believe those words. Who in the world would want to attack her? The only possibility she could come up with was there was an actual crisis in Europe. Possibly, another World War. She was totally wrong, minus the World War thing. However, it was a good guess.

"Who is attacking us?" Seychelles asked starting to get worried.

"They haven't arrived yet but they're coming. The people don't know about them, yet."

"Skip to the chase, what country are they from?"

"They're not human…." Eyes widened in the room. Not human? That made Seychelles idea fly straight out the window. Suddenly screams ran throughout the entirety of the airport. Seychelles heard things hitting the ground, not bombs, thankfully. She started to feel faint. She shook her head and just took the pain.

"We need to evacuate everyone!" the head of the airport shouted," Don't just stand there, move!" All at once, everyone began filing out of the airport. When they got outside, it was horrifying. People were on the ground, buildings were destroyed, these big red monstrosities were walking down the streets killing every poor soul to cross its path, and red ships with a symbol like a trident were floating over head. Then, the most human-like creature came out of one of the lead ship. Even though she was most human-like, she was completely different from the ones dying on the ground. She had long jet black hair and grey skin. She had two huge horns jet out of her head and was wearing what looked like a tiara. When she saw the group people that exited the airport, she grinned. Seychelles will never forget this grin. It was a pure malevolent grin, like she was satisfied with all this death. Then, her eyes started to light up.

"What the hell is she…" Whoever this was didn't get to finish their statement because her eyes quickly stared flashing red and blue until two huge beams of light shot down and hit the airport dead on. Seychelles managed to run away before the lasers were fired, but the others… weren't so lucky. The beams of light hit them too and they were disintegrated, right then and there. Seychelles stared in horror. Her once beautiful island was now a hell hole. The pain started coming more and more by the minute. Sooner or later she knew she wouldn't be able to stand. Seychelles did the only thing she could think about, call someone for help. She ran to her house as fast as she could. Tears were running down her face but she didn't care. Finally, she reached home. The pain had worsened and she was struggling to stand. Seychelles got to the ohone and dialed a number.

"Hello?"

"E-England?"

"Seychelles?"

"Send help!"

"What? Why?"

"I'm being attacked!"

"Seychelles, please stop prank calling me."

"W-What? No, I'm not! I am actually getting attacked!"

"Who in the world would want to attack you? We are not at war with anyone."
"I don't know but please help! I don't know when they're going to get here… They destroyed everything…"

"Seychelles please stop. This is not something you should be prank calling me about."

"I'm dead serious about this! Please he-"A loud boom echoed through the phone followed by screaming. Then the phone went dead.

"S-Seychelles?" England stood completely still for a minute. Then someone busted through the door.

"Sir, we just got word that Seychelles had been attacked."

"B-By whom?"

"We don't know…"

Seychelles regained consciousness. Her house was in rubble. She was covered head to toe in dirt and was bleeding. She tried to get up but didn't have the strength to do so. Then, she heard a laugh, no, a cackle. Something lifted her off the ground and held her by her collar. It was that creature from before. That same horrid smile was right in her face.

"Congratulations angelfish," she started," You're officially the first of this world to become part of my empire!" Seychelles saw that in the other hand the creature didn't have lifting her up that she holding what looked similar to her tiara, but red. She slapped it on Seychelles forehead and everything changed. Seychelles had changed, drastically. Her blue dress had turned red and her eyes went black. She had red markings on her face, arms, and legs and her hair turned black.

"Now, how do you eel?"

"Obey the Condesce!"

"Good….much betta. You'll be working for me now. From now on, we will rebuild your world in my likeness," The Condesce said. Then she let out a malevolent laugh," Ah it eels so good to be bad!"

Dun Dun Dun! Yeah so this is where the story starts. The kids and trolls will be in this later. The first few chapters are going to focus on the countries. Yeah this is what I meant by get dark quick. Now as a side note, if you saw Spirits of Freedom, another story of mine, you know I am typing another Homestuck/Hetalia story. This is NOT that one. I didn't reconsider or anything. That one is still being typed. This one is just a place holder for stuff I want to write. Anyway, see you guys for chapter 2, it'll come out whenever it's ready! :o)