Disclaimer:
I do not own Hetalia nor have I ever owned Hetalia. Close resemblance to any currently existing story is unintended.
Passing of the Stalemate:
When The King has Castled
"To walk we must put one foot in front of the other. To run we must quicken our pace. To dance we must sway. To dance well we must drink"
– Paris Knight
Somewhere on the shores of the Loch...
The boom of Nessie's hydrocannon shook the inventor's core. The monster had punched a hole directly through the skyship's belly. It was a vicious blow, but that single shot both felled the craft from the sky and put the impossible advantage of the English Navy to ruin. The Scotts now had a chance to resist King Arthur, Lord of the Britannian Pirates.
Meanwhile, on the European plain...
Thundering hooves beat the frozen ground, carrying approximately 1,000 Cossack soldiers to the battle ground of St. Petersburg. At the helm of this small army rode a stunning man. His pale blonde hair and light purple irises revealed him to be the widely feared Lord Ivan of Siberia. They had not brought a fleet to a skyship battle, but they carried nightmarish anti-skyship weaponry and a pact with the Britannian.
… Indeed, a horrifying era had just begun.
Definitions:
Skyship – A flying ship, usually powered by wind. There are strict regulations concerning any unorthodox modifications to a skyship. It is illegal to buy, own, or build an undocumented skyship.
Leviathan of the Loch (aka Nessie) – One of two famed anti-skyship weapons. Nessie utilizes hydro-cannons to punch holes in airborne skyships. It is most often located in the North Sea, English Channel, or Celtic Sea.
A/N:
This is my first fanfiction in a long time, for my last work's updates somewhat fell through. I plan to update about once a week, though chapter 1 should be released later today or tomorrow. Review are welcomed with love.
– With much kink, Darkwork-Rabbit