Herro minasan. I'm the other derp in this account named Hikaru. I decided to write a story because I was inspired by a song… It might sound similar to Karen's so please don't kill me. Warnings/notices I should state:
Shounen and Hetero pairings are included. If you don't like it then don't read.
This is not related to history, WHAT SO EVER. So please do not rant.
Review please. I'm more of an artist and not a writer. (Will post arts based on this story)
Also a Human!OC is involved. Please do not ask which country she represents.
Human names. Since some of them do NOT have an official name yet, I will be giving them temporary names. Please forgive me.
Also I do not own Hetalia. Please don't kill me for not having your favortie pairings. You can all shoot me after I'm done.
~Prologue~
The usual conference room. Everyone ranting at each other of their own opinions. And, I'm just sitting here doing whatever Japan tell me to do.
Japan has taken me here before but the air seemed more tense than usual today. I reluctantly look up to the many television screens above. A new threat came to the planet Earth.
From what I've heard from America, they call themselves "The Gamemakers." They look exactly human, only that they all are albino, white hair, red eyes, and pale skin. One country would certainly fit in with them. Anyways, every country is arguing about whether to welcome them or not.
"We should play games with them!" America yelled enthusiastically.
"I agree with Amerika-san…" Japan quietly whispers.
"Say your own opinions, Japan!" Switzerland scolds.
"I disagree with America. What if they turn out to be a threat? What if their "name" is just a bloody trick?" England says sophisticatedly while sipping tea.
"Then I'll disagree with America and Inglaterra~" France says while flipping his hair.
…. You know where this leads to.
I sensed something off about today though. A premonition that wont disappear… It felt as if someone has been monitoring us the whole time. I felt uneasy, and nervous Not letting my guard down. I hope I'm wrong about this… Just when I was pondering on the thought, Germany yelled, frustrated "SHUT THE HELL UP!"
Suddenly, the lights went out and the room turned dark. The room was filled with panic, yelling of fear, shock, some remaining calm. After a few minutes the ground started shaking. Soon, yells and screams filled the room, as if they were falling in a dark deep hole. Soon I fell in, somehow staying calm, preparing myself for the worst in what seems like a never ending, deep, dark, abyss of the ground.