AN:

There are a lot of differences from the original Repo! The Genetic Opera, which is sort of a given… but also, the Hetalia characters being used are… well, you'll figure it out soon enough. I'll leave it to you to figure out which characters are who and why, and it will make more sense as the story progresses. There may be clues to this before names are mentioned, as well (subtle, probably).

I encourage you to read whether you have watched Repo! or not, especially if you enjoy Hetalia AUs. Be warned: there will be death and violence. Also, I kept a lot of the original dialogue from Repo, so.

I own nothing.

"The future… an epidemic of organ failures, close to bringing about the end of the human race. Millions die, but out of the death and destruction, a savior emerges…

GeneCo, with its founder, Ivan Braginski; it is a company that offers organ transplants on a payment plan, so even the general public can afford the normally-expensive procedure. However, there remain those who cannot pay at the bottom of society; they receive the procedure in order to live just a bit longer, but for those who cannot pay on time, GeneCo sends in…

REPO MEN, legal assassins who will effectively repossess the organs that aren't paid for on time-usually resulting in the death of the unfortunate victim.

Despite it all, GeneCo has managed to go as far as to make surgery of all things a freaking fashion statement."

At this, the narrator looked up, brushing his silver hair out of his face to reveal gleaming red eyes.

"Out from the night, from the mist, steps a figure.

No one really knows his name for sure.

He stands at five-foot-nine, head and shoulders.

Pray he never comes knocking at your door.

Say that you once bought a heart, or new corneas,

But somehow never managed to square away your debts.

He won't bother to write or to phone you.

He'll just rip the still-beating heart from your chest!"

The albino paused to listen to the faint screams echoing through the misty night air, and then continued.

"Now you could run, you could hide.

You could try to,

But he always has a way of finding you.

He will come at your weakest hour,

When no one is around who might rescue you."

Once again, he paused to take a breath. His scarlet eyes reflected the firelight eerily as he began again to tell his tale.

"And none of us are free from this horror!

For many years ago, we all fell in debt!

New body parts were needed to perfect our image.

And until our debts are clear,

We will live in fear of the…"

Before he could say the final word, another scream rose above the others, shrieking, "REPO MAN!"

The narrator grinned, seemingly unfazed by the blood-curdling noise. "So, that was a pretty awesome way of putting it, right?" his words were directed at the two people that were also sitting at the fireside. One, a small brunette boy, seemed thoroughly absorbed in his words, while at the same time inching closer to the other, a large blonde man. "That was scary, ve…" the smaller one said as the larger one put an arm around him. "Gilbert, do you have to tell scary stories to Feliciano at night? As if I didn't have enough to deal with…"

The albino who had been acting as narrator, Gilbert, looked at the blonde and grinned even wider. "It's not as scary if I tell it in an awesome way like I just did, West," he replied, leaning back carelessly. "That nickname makes no sense, so call me by my name. Ludwig, remember?" the blonde said, trying to ignore the fact that Feliciano was now in his lap.

"I'll think about it-no can do, West," Gilbert said finally, standing up. "Well, it's about time I get to work…"