AN: Hello Hetalia Fandom! This is the first Hetalia fanfic written by myself and cutedifferent93 (She joined me in the third chapter). Now, if you couldn't tell by the summary and the title, this is heavily based off of Corpse Party. There will be a number of differences, though. Also, any characters that are made villains in this story I have nothing against, so please don't think I hate any characters, because I don't. One last thing before the warnings, there are a few characters who were never given human names – so I made some up.
Warnings: MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH, violence, gore, smut (yes, it happens), and frightening scenarios. If you've watched/played Corpse Party, you'll know what to expect.
Prologue
All of Hetalia Academy was pitch black. The only source of light was the flickering flame of the black candle, held in the hands of Arthur Kirkland. The dim glow added extra eeriness to the Brit's already disturbing smile.
"- and Bubsy's ghost loomed over the bed of the man who had sat in his chair….before cutting off his head!"
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! Luuuuuuuuuudwiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiig!" Feliciano wailed, clinging to his blonde friend's arm. "Sooo scaaaaaaryyyyy!"
"Stop that!" Ludwig snapped, trying to free himself.
BAM!
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" everyone screamed as the door slammed open. The lights flicked on revealing their teacher, Mr. Vargas.
"Grandpa!" Feliciano cried, hurtling towards the man.
"You scared us, you old bastard!" Lovino shouted, though he too ran to hug his grandfather. Mr. Vargas sighed and shook his head.
"You two are never going to refer to me properly as your teacher are you?" he asked.
"Nope!" Feliciano said happily.
"Oh well…Anyway, what's going on in here? It far past the time you should have all left," Mr. Vargas scolded, rather halfheartedly.
"I can explain! It was limey's fault! He forced us to stay after to listen to his scary stories. Me, being the hero I am, had to stay since I know everyone else would be too scared otherwise," Alfred exclaimed, leaping to his feet.
"I did no such thing you twat!" Arthur snapped, also standing. "You know very well this was done because Kiku is leaving!"
"Aiya! You are all stupid. Scary stories are not the way to go about saying goodbye to a friend," Yao complained, not bothering to get up from the floor.
"But it was not at all scary, da? I thought it was pretty funny," Ivan commented with a grin, shifting slightly closer to Yao.
"I did not mind at all, actually. I thought it was interesting," Kiku piped up, moving to stand beside Arthur.
"Ha! See? I told you!" Arthur told them smugly.
"Oui, whatever you say, mon cher," Francis smirked from atop his desk. Gilbert snickered beside him.
"Shut it you frog!" Arthur retorted.
"Oh, I almost forgot. Alfred, your cousin was waiting for you outside, so I had brought him in from the rain. It's a good thing you're here," Mr. Vargas interrupted, stepping away from the door. Matthew stepped in with an embarrassed smile. He walked over to Alfred and lightly whapped his arm.
"You forgot me again. I've been standing outside in the rain for over an hour. You know you're my ride home," Matthew complained softly.
"Oh…Sorry dude!" Alfred laughed obnoxiously, clearly not sorry at all. Matthew sighed.
"Hey, the farewell isn't over yet. Listen up!" Arthur announced. "There was something else I wanted to do before the night ended. A…spell of sorts."
A chorus of annoyed groans echoed throughout the room.
"Stop that! Honestly…It's a harmless spell from what I read. It's meant to keeps us all being friends…even if someone moves away," he explained. "It seems to be called 'Peter's Circle of Eternity'…Or at least, that's what I was able to translate it as. I'm not the best with runes, heh."
"Soooo…..How do we do it?" Feliciano asked, re-attaching himself to Ludwig – much to the blond's consternation.
"It's fairly simple. I just need to draw to proper symbols on the ground first, then, we take this paper doll and stand in a circle. We say 'Peter we beg of you' for the number of people doing the ritual. No more, no less. Then we each rip off a piece and keep it with us for the rest of our lives," Arthur said.
"Well…I suppose I could allow it this once. But all of you need to get home right after," Mr. Vargas said.
"Yes, sir!" the students replied.
"Hey! Wake up you stupid tomato bastard! You've missed the entire party!" Lovino shouted, kicking the sleeping Spaniard in the back. Antonio woke with a yelp and jumped to his feet.
"What did I miss?" he asked with a sheepish grin. Lovino smacked him upside the head and muttered angrily.
"Basically, dude, we're doing a friendship spell for Kiku. All ya gotta do is repeat 'Peter we beg of you' uh…..twelve-"
"Thirteen! I'm here too."
"Oh, right, thirteen times, then rip this weird paper doll with us. Got it?" Alfred explained. Antonio nodded.
"Yes, this will be awesome! Let's do it now!" Gilbert exclaimed, leaping from Francis' desk. Arthur grabbed a black marker and began drawing symbols in a circle on the ground. Once he finished everyone moved into the circle and grabbed hold of a bit of the paper doll.
"I am looking forward to being friends with you all forever," Kiku said with a tiny smile.
"Yay! Friends forever!" Feliciano cheered. Arthur sighed and smiled.
"Alright, remember everyone…thirteen times exactly," he told them all. Silence fell upon the room as everyone began the chant. The soft ticking of the clock was the only sound.
"Has everyone done it?" Arthur asked after a few moments.
"Yes!"
"Alright, pull the doll apart!"
Riiiiip….
Everyone stared down at their pieces before tucking them away.
"That was fun!" Feliciano exclaimed with a grin. The grin was soon replaced with shock as the entire building began to quake.
"What the hell!?" Ludwig demanded.
"Earthquake!" Gilbert shouted.
"Get under the desks! Quick!" Mr. Vargas barked. Everyone turned to run to the desks but the floor in front of them crumbled and fell away, leaving a black abyss. The floor beneath them soon followed.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
"LUUUUUUUUUUUUUDWIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIG!"
