Disclaimer~I don't own Hetalia, so sad no? If I did, POLAND = / = GIRLY. MVRIOEAGJTR AND CANADA WOULD KICK ASS. FUCK. YA. BUT I DO OWN THE BOOK THE PLOTLINES TAKEN FROM CB

It's the author~~ Ok, so I may or may not have taken the starting of my book for this…..in fact the general idea of this fanfic is probably going to be a lot like my book…..cause it's a FUCKING SEXY BOOK-air thrust- It's called My Master, if you want to read how ever much I have of my ACTUAL book so far, just message me. The MAIN pairing is going to be Russia Canada, but….you'll see .CB

Coughing up blood a young male forced himself to walk forward, shivering and bleeding, the freezing winds chilled him to the bone. Everything around him was white. Snow as far as the eye can see. The snow scratched at his face and skin as he trudged on.

His blond hair was white with snow, his pale skin losing what little colour it already had as he lost blood, large gashes in his arms and legs from trying to find civilization in the white world. What little clothing he had did nothing to protect him from frostbite, his lilac eyes lined with frozen tears, going red and dull from exhaustion.

The wounds on his arms were freezing, ice getting into his blood stream as he stumbled and walked. He walked for hours upon hours in the white hell, his mind slowly shutting down. He collapsed into the snow, accepting and awaiting his death, passing out from blood loss and cold