A/N: So, I watched SNK and decided to write a crossover with Hetalia. So, a little note, it's a little AU-ish, in the fact that the titans appeared modern day and destroyed everything. Out of all the hundreds of nations that there were, only 41 survived the titan attack. How will come to light later. The ones who survived have been split into 7 squads, Germanics, Allies, Soviets, Tomato Gang, Asians, Commonwealth and Nordics. If you have any questions about who is in which squad, drop me a line. PLEASE ENJOY.

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Chapter 1: It's not the Germanic way to give up.

Roderich occasionally wondered why he was even here. His sharp violet eyes flicked from side to side, watching the surrounding for incoming people. Nothing. He sighed, checking his blades were sharp, which they were and he was prepared. They had been told that the new recruits for the Survey Corps were coming that day and his squad was looking out for them. Looking up, he noticed a red-eyed albino swinging over from where he had been stood on the roof.

"Any sign?" called the violet eyed scout.

"Nein, nozhing," came the response as the other landed easily next to him. "Vash is taking bets on how long zhey'll last. Again."

"He always does. I zhink it is cruel, just because ve have seen more recruits die zhan anyone, doesn't mean ve should zhink of zheir lives so lightly."

"Hey, it's vhat keeps us going. You know zhat zhis situation is so odd-"

"Ve've been in zhis situation for over vun hundred years." The albino fell quiet and then said in a voice, so far from his usual tone that Roderich started.

"I remember vhen zhey first appeared."

It was a day like any other in Vienna. Austria had just finished composing his newest piece and was very pleased with it. He was about to play it again when the phone rang. With a sigh, he went to go pick it up, but he never made it. A fiery, searing pain started in his leg and he collapsed with a cry as the phone went to voicemail.

"Austria?! Austria, you have to help me, something is going on, please, are you there?! Austria!"

Hungary's voice. It sounded pained and desperate but Austria couldn't move. His leg felt as though something was chewing on it. The phone rang again and went to voicemail.

"S-specs! Specs, help! West just passed out, I don't know vhat's going on, Roddy, please, tell me vhat to do!"

Prussia had never sounded so distraught; he managed to ponder through the pain. But he couldn't help; he couldn't move. A third call.

"Austria, are you zhere? I know ve don't see eye to eye but I need your help. Please, answer me."

Switzerland. Roderich could have laughed, were it not for the fact that both legs now felt like they were being eaten. Something awful must be going on, and in a few countries. But finally, the old nation gave into the pain and passed out.

"It vas terrifying," mumbled Gilbert.

"I remember. I passed out."

"Ve all did in the end. Zhen our bosses sent people to save us und ve ran."

"Do you remember vhen ve helped to build zhe valls?" asked the Austrian and the albino laughed softly.

"Keseses… Ja, zhat vas fun."

"You know, ve have seen so many years of humanity… Empires rise und fall. Und yet, even now zhat humanity has been pushed to extinction, zhey squabble. It is stupid. Ve need to pull together, or zhey vill kill us all." The Prussian nodded, sighing.

"Especially vith zhe armoured Titan und zhe colossal Titan around…"

"Zhe recruits vill be dead in monzhs. Veeks," muttered Roderich, pessimistically.

"Nein. Ve vill protect zhem, because zhat is our job," said Gilbert firmly. Roderich conceded the point with a nod as a plume of green smoke shot up from the other side of HQ.

"Ah, zhey've been spotted." The two ex-nations shot off to the other side of the building where they met the other four members of their team, Elizaveta, Vash, Lili and Ludwig.

"It seems to be quite a small party zhis time…" mumbled Ludwig with a sigh.

"Ach… Ve need new recruits und all."

"Let's go greet zhem," said Roderich quickly, jumping from the building. He used manoeuvre gear like he had been born with it, landing gracefully in front of the arriving cadets. As his violet eyes swept over them, he sighed and called back to the others, in his own tongue,

"This lot have seen battle. They were there in Trost." The others nodded and sighed as they landed beside their squad leader.

"Cadets, line up!" called the violet eyed scout and the new recruits jumped into lines, saluting. Roderich paced up and down the lines, frowning at them. He paused at a dark haired girl whose eyes were cold and forward.

"Vhat is your name, cadet?"

"Misaka Ackerman, sir!"

"Ackerman… Ah, ja, zhe flawless student…" The ex-nation nodded and stepped back.

"I am Captain Roderich Edelstein and this is the Germanic Squad. Gilbert Beilschmidt, Ludwig Beilschmidt, Elizaveta He, Vash Zwingili and Lili Zwingili." The violet eyed scout waved a hand to each member of his team as he introduced them. "Ve vill be taking you zhrough the first few days of training. Please, follow me." He began to walk into headquarters, the others following immediately.

After showing the recruits around the base and to their dorms, Roderich led them to the dining hall as it was lunchtime. He showed the recruits to their table before collapsing on a bench with the rest of his squad. He glanced around the room. Nearly all of the squads were there, with only three missing.

"Vhere's zhe allies?"

"Patrol," responded Vash sullenly.

"Und Levi's squad?"

"Out training zhe boy titan zhing," replied Gilbert with a chuckle.

"You mean Eren Jäger," chided his younger brother, Ludwig, gently.

"Ja, him." Roderich nodded absently, chewing at a slice of bread gamely. Just then, Tino Väinämöinen ran in from outside where his squad were keeping watch.

"Roderich! Teetans have been spotted about a meele away. There's a lot… There must be sometheeng leadeeng them. They'll be upon us in twenty meenutes, less!" The Austrian cursed in his own tongue, standing up. It wasn't usually him that the squads looked to for a leader, but Alfred and the Allies were out on a patrol.

"Okay, Soviet squad! Get zhe recruits to safety. Tino, tell zhe Nordics to team up vith zhe Asian squad und take point. Tomato gang, go left und hang back. Take zhem from zhe side. Commonwealth, you go right. Germanics, ve'll take point. I vant those titans stopped before zhey reach HQ, understood?!"

"Yes, sir!" chorused the other squads and the dining hall burst into activity as the squads hurried out. Roderich leapt over the table, leading out the Germanic squad as the Soviet squad hurried over to the recruits. As the ex-nation hurried outside, he caught sight of the armoured Titan leading a group of perhaps a hundred titans towards HQ.

"Sheiße."