Sheep01: All right, first story on this account! Awesome. Anyways, this is, as it says, a SpainxRomano story, AU with a mix of couples.

Warnings; Because I feel obligated, this is AU (Alternate Universe), will have yaoi, probably OOC, also there will be no accents in this. Mostly because I can't fake a accent to save my life. Also be on the look out for mistakes. I might have a lot of those.

Disclaimer; Hetalia does not belong to me.

So, without further ado, Hallow's Eve.

Prologue-

The night air was cold, and no wind was blowing, so nothing masked the sound of Romano's breathing. The boy ran blindly through the woods, eyes wet with tears. He heard no one chasing him, and why would they be? His pap hated him because he was nothing like his little brother Feliciano, and the people of the town hated him because he was too 'bratty.' No one would care if he died out here, in these old woods.

Romano cried when his foot was caught on a high root of a tree, and he tumbled down. He began rolling down a small hill, over rocks and tree roots. Scrapes appeared on his chubby cheeks and little body as his clothes were torn. He cried again when something tried to stop him, but only managed to slow him down. He passed through the invisible force, and eventually rolled to a stop. He was laying face down, terrified and tears were finding their way out of his eyes. He laid there for a few minutes, before slowly getting up and looking around.

The part of the forest he was in seemed older, and the trees seemed darker and larger, as if ready to kill any stray passenger. the air felt different too, like there was something acidic. Romano whimpered as he breathed in the foul smelling air, and slowly stood on his small shaky legs.

'What am I going to do?' He wondered, wrapping his arms around him self. He walked into the woods more, becoming more lost and scared. 'I can't do anything right. I'll never be as good as Feli, I'll never be as loved.' Quite sobs shook his little frame, but he continued to get lost in the woods.

What felt like hours passed and eventually Romano stopped walking. Looking around he noticed he was close to where he had originally entered. Screaming in frustration, Romano kicked a tree root, then fell on his butt and began crying. 'I wanna go home!' He thought. 'I want papa, mama, and Feli. I wanna be at home where it's warm, and I can have pasta an tomatoes.' Maybe running away from home wasn't such a good idea after all.

His crying came to a halt when he felt the ground tremble. He watched as a crack emerged from the earth. It was about a foot wide and a foot long, and he crawled back wards as a clawed hand pushed through the dirt. It was long and boney, much like one of the elderly nuns from the Church. Romano watched as the hand forced the crack open, slowly, and a head appeared. It looked like a normal head except hairless and made of muscle. It was black, and two white lines ran across the skull and down the monsters back. The thing had a mouth, which was wide open. It was pink in color, with a long tongue that lapped at the air.

The thing continued to push apart the ground, and with delighted gasp it pulled it's body from the earth. It's body was much like it's head, muscled and black, with white tribal patterns dancing across it's chest. The thing gave holler as it pulled it's self free. "Free! Free at last!" It took a deep breath from the two holes in it's face and to Romano's terror it looked right at him. "What is this?" It cooed. It's voice was like a wheel rolling across gravel, with the slurring of it's s's like a drunkard. "A cute little piggy, here to feed me!"

"Stay the fuck away!" Romano shouted.

The thing laughed. "So scary." It taunted.

Romano watched as it crawled out of the hole. Instinctively he screamed and got to his feet. He began running. He could hear that thing fallowing behind him, laughing a cruel devil like laugh.

Romano ran as fast as he could. His heart was beating, his head and legs were pounding with exhaustion, and he become lost in the mess of the woods. His fear continued to grow as he slowed down. "Help!" He shouted, though he knew no one would be around to hear it. "Help! Someone! Papa!" He was crying again. He yelped when he collapsed onto the ground. He cursed at himself, wondering why he was so weak.

The haunted laughter grew closer. Romano felt his blood run cold. He quickly clasped his hands together and began praying. If he was going to die, he should at least try to save his immortal soul.

"RAWR!" Romano jumped when he heard something scream. It's voice was different than the previous monster. Romano turned to look and he felt his jaw drop. Fighting the strange muscle monster was a another one, but this one looked like a man. He had the torso of a man and was built like a soldier. From what Romano could tell he had tan skin and curly brown hair, with two bull horns sticking out from the top. His legs, to Romano's surprise, were bull legs, with short brown hair and hooves. A thin, long tail swished back and forth as the bull man began pummeling the muscle monster. Romano heard the monster screech and howl in pain. He gulped and screamed him self when he heard a loud snap! and then the monster went still.

Romano covered his mouth as the bull man looked at him. The bull man had a demented look in sparkling green eyes. Tiny tears leaked from Romano's eyes as he stared at the bull, trying not to breath heavily. He scooted back as the man approached him. He heard it growl lowly before it stopped and looked at Romano. A bright smile over took his face and he said, "Hola!" Romano jumped as the bull shouted. The bull continued to walk closer to Romano, who was shaking. "It's okay little one. The mean Echo is gone." The bull reached out for him and Romano screamed. The bull paused, surprised. "Que? What is it little one?"

"Stay the fuck away from me! Stay-!" Romano hiccupped, then blushed when he felt something wet on his leg. "Fuck! Damn!"

The bull was by his side in seconds. "Did you wet yourself? It's okay little one, no one will know but you and me." The bull smiled at him before picking him up gently

Romano began struggling. "Put me down damnit! Put me down!"

"Where do you live? In that village?" The bull asked, ignoring any swats that were aimed towards his head. He easily stepped over any high tree roots and rocks that had tripped Romano earlier that night. "Don't worry, I'll take you there little one."

Romano opened his mouth to protest, then closed it and settled for glaring at the bull. A small pout covered his face and he could hear the bull "aw…" Romano rolled his eyes. Minutes late he felt his eye lids close, and within seconds he fell asleep in the bulls arms.

"Cute…" the bull mumbled to himself suddenly holding the boy closer. He broke into a sprint towards the human village.

He arrived in the village in the early morning, and he set the boy next to the stairs of the church. He grinned at the boy, then leaned down and kissed the dirty forehead. "Bye little one," He mumbled as he ran back into the woods.

Hoped you all liked the prologue.

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