Memories from Canada
Me: This is my first Hetalia fic. I am pretty sure that Canada and general winter are Ooc, but I feel like I did well on this fic. It may be a little depressing, but it came to my in a bad time.
Canada: I think you did well.
Me: Thank you Canada.
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia or any of the characters. If I did, there would be more episodes with Canada and Prussia.
Warnings: Umm... There is a hint of character death, but not too blunt.
****This is a break line I guess****
The days go by and I realize that no matter how hard I try, I will never be noticed. I sit in my dark room as the hours go by waiting for some one to call and see if I am all right or if my family would take their time to remember who I was. As I continue pondering in my thoughts, I realize that even I do not know who I am. I look back in my memories and try to see the good in my life.
I remember the day the General found me and how he taught me to embrace the icy tundra that was my home.
****Flashback****
"Hello is there anyone there?" I had asked fearfully looking to see if there was anyone in the cold winter night.
"Hello little one what are you doing in such a cold place as this?" asked a deep voice form behind me.
Startled, I quickly turned to come face to face with a man of white. His entire being looked as cold as the snow that I had been born in. His eyes icy yet warm as he spoke. I came to know the man as General Winter. He taught me that even though the snow was cold and ruthless, I would be all right if I embraced it. I became a nation of snow. That day the general named me Kanata.
****Present time****
I remember when the General gave me Kumajiro. The polar bear was my first companion and remains my most loyal friend.
**** Flashback****
"Mr. Winter what is that behind you?" I asked curious as to what the white creature was behind him.
The General chuckled and took my hand. He guided it until I was petting the white fur of the animal. I giggled as it licked my hand and nuzzled it.
"It is a polar bear, Kanata. It will protect you from any danger, should I not be there to protect you myself." The General said as he patted my own hair.
"I want to name him Kumajiro. Is that all right Mr. Winter?" I asked knowing that it would be okay.
"Of course little one." He said as he turned to leave once again into the night. Little did I know, that would be the last I would see of my General.
****Present time****
Although he left me, I knew it was not in his interest to leave me behind. I would never again see the man who gave me my name, but with winter arriving many a year, I knew that his spirit was always with me. I knew that it was winter who would give me what I desired. That came into play when a ship washed onto my shore later in my life. I would never forget the man who taught me to embrace my nation. Without him, I would have disappeared.
As I continue reminiscing, I felt a chill pass through my being. However, I still felt the loneliness creep back up and I continued waiting and remembering why I was here and who I am. I thought back to a time where my Papa France was raising me shortly after finding me. That was all could do at this point. Remember.
****Final Line Thingy****
Me: Well I do not if I should leave it a one-shot or make a multi-chapter fic with an actual plot. Please review and leave any constructive criticism and positive feedback.
Kumajiro: Any flames will be ignored and used to create a new awesome fic need be.
Me: Cannot wait for the feedback. Ciao!