DISCLAIMER I DO NOT OWN HETALIA. THIS IS AN EXTREME AU.
I had always fantasized time travel. It was my life long dream in all of my long 14 years. But, with every dream comes a hope, hope was crushed by the Institute. The Institute is the current dictatorship, run by Germany like the rest of the world. I'm surprised he hasn't fallen but until he does I will fight til the day I die. The words 'She died fighting' will be written across my grave stone in blood. A faint smile flickered across my face but I quickly got rid of it. The Institute forbid emotion, personality, and freedom. It wasn't always this way as I have read in old history books. There used to be other countries imagine that. I have traced the problem back to WWII when Germany, Italy, and Japan won, they called themselves the Axis Powers. Their opposes were ones who called themselves the Allied Powers. It consisted of America, UK, France, China, Russia, and Canada. Though the Axis were greatly out numbered their strength was unmatched by any nation. This along with future action threw the world in to a turmoil. Today every thing was going to change. I finally perfected my formula and blueprints for a time machine. I had cheeked it over and over thousands of times by now and I was ready to test. It's a small hand-held device with a couple of flashing buttons. I made it with the hardest material I could get and it was the best dang thing anyone could lay eyes on. I waltzed into the living room where my two best friend lay on the couch, watching so 'reality T.V.'
'Freddy, Deane? Do you know what I have in my hands?" I asked my voice almost shaking from excitement. Deane was my height maybe 5' 3" longish, straight, black hair that only reached to the base of his neck, a few loose strands in his face, and deep brown eyes. He was still in his white lab coat from working a the Institute, we all were. Freddy on the other hand had kind of cute wavy blonde hair, light brown eyes. Freddy and Dean were a year younger than I am.
"Does it work?" Freddy asked keeping his voice low, his face flooded with excitement.
"I hope so." Deane's typical pessimistic attitude covered his true feelings.
Fingers flew over the keys with lightning speed, punching in the date of the beginning of WWII.
"Our first stop is to stop Germany from wining WWII." I said with a fierce anger. The two boys nodded, but before I could hit the button the door flew open, and Institute member flew in the door.
"Put the machine down and put your hands in the air!" one of the member bellowed.
"Never!" I threw all my anger into that one word and launched myself at one of the members. The two boys followed my lead and we got through a more officers than I expected. Blood splayers sprayed our coats and walls. I could feel my wounds screaming in pain but I had to do this!
"Put you hand on the machine!" I yelled once we had regrouped. Our hands took no time to get there before I pushed the button and the world went black.
Hetalia in the next chapter I'm not quite sure I should continue. This is in a post apocalyptic world. Deane is the same as Dean but I don't care. This is just the opening and like I said before I don't know if I should continue. Leave a comment, please I'm like begging you.