A/N: Hello! :D I'd just like to say, before writing this story, thank you! For deciding to read it! ^_^ As for the story, yes, there will be an OC, but no romance. Blech. Eek. No. If I won't even approve of some of the pairings IN the show, then I won't even bother making one that many people will most likely dislike. Unless you want me to. Which, it will be extremely awkward for me to write, since I'm no romantist.. - Look at that, I even made up the word. That's how bad I am at this. TT^TT I wallow in mah shame. But anyway,
Her name is Gallifrey. Yeah, Doctor Who/Hetalia fans, you get what I mean. Gallifrey. Yeah? :D As for the Hetalia fans that have NO idea what Gallifrey is, or Doctor Who, I think you may want to leave, because this will confuse you more than the Schrodinger's Box.(theory?)
SO! Gallifrey is as old as her nation, and yes, Gallifrey's a girl. Because with the lack of girls here, there has to be one more girl. And I'm talking for Hetalia. So she's 1 million years old, not the oldest nation in the universe, but still! Preeetttyyy old. She has the emotions of a Timelord, but looks a lot like Female Prussia. Before the Time War, she looked like Female Russia. -_-" Yeah, it was that big of a transition. really big. Anywho, I'll explain how she got there, and everything...
In another story. :D XD But anyway, I should get to the story, because at this point, I'm afraid the note will be longer than the chapter.
Today is March 8th, 2013, the time: 30 seconds past 12:45. You probably want to know why this is important. Well, somewhere in a certain house, where Ancient Nations live, a certain catastrophe would present themselves to every nation, Ancient or not. Normal, or not. A near universal war. All because of the weirdest misunderstanding anyone could ever make. Keep reading, I think you'll find even the oldest of Nations can be tricked.
"Pangaea!"
Yes, this is one of those Nations. The one that got involved. This girl, the oldest of the Ancient Nations, is Gallifrey.
" Pangaea! It's time for dinner! Your food is going cold!"
She is trying to find Pangaea..(As if that wasn't obvious enough) .. Shut up I'm telling the story. Anyway, she was trying to find him, since he got pissed off and stormed away... Somewhere.
Gallifrey poked her head in the only room she hadn't checked. The one that was rumored to be cursed, and was to never be entered. She scoffed at it when she heard it, but she was actually really scared. Who knew what unknown forces the place could hold, after all, she was very superstitious.
'I can do this!'
She walked carefully in, looking around. Nothing happened. It was just a plain old basement. Feeling brave and a bit cocky, she took three more steps without thinking. Stopping suddenly, she looked around. Still nothing. Feeling her bravery shoot through the roof, she went down the stairs and looked around. There was nothing but a weird object in the far back. She went to it and covered her mouth as decades of built up dust around the mysterious object fluttered around her.
She coughed as some successfully made it to her nose and mouth, cursing in German, something she learned from Rome, surprisingly. Making a brave face, she quickly pulled off the blanket, that seemed gray in comparison due to the centuries of it being untouched, or even looked at. Beneath it, was a mirror.
"They told me to stay away."
Surprised at the sudden voice, she looked inside, and found "Pangaea" looking back at her. Purple eyes widened in surprise.
"Pangaea?"
He was smiling, or at least, she thought he was. It was a twisted one, one that even a Dalek would fear. She gulped, and looked to him. He looked different. Not that different, but the subtle things she liked were gone, replaced by a twisted image. His smile, his eyes, even his scarf.
"They said it was too dangerous."
Once again she pulled back, hearing the voice once again. She believed she was going crazy. She looked back to the mirror and the once smiling "Pangaea" was now frowning, almost in displeasure.
"What do you want."
The question was more like a sentence, the voice was full of boredom, and another feeling that Gallifrey could not, and probably did not want, to read.
However, that is not what surprised her. It's the fact that the image had essentially TALKED to her..
She looked back and forth.
"I... You seem different.."
"Pangaea" smirked. She grew weary, (If that was possible) this was not the Pangaea she knew. However, for some reason, she couldn't help but trust him. (No, she does not love him. -_- )
"I've finally grown past the pains I feel, and gained happiness for the nations that were born from me, and from them."
He was spouting the lies out so quickly and easily it almost seemed like the truth.
She looked to him, frowning deeply. Something was wrong.. But what?
"Are you sure? I mean... It's good and all, I'm really happy for you. But.. That's a bit sudden isn't it? I mean.. You seemed really mad just a couple hours ago about how the "New World" As you like to put it, was destroying the economy."
The male nation paused briefly, then, as if only a millisecond later, smiled.
"I thought over it and I've been thinking about it for a long time now, and I was thinking of giving them a chance."
With a smile so deceiving, the Naive Gallifrey ate up the story like a little child with a cookie.
"They could always be so deceiving. That's what Onii-chan Germania said."
She ignored the forewarning this time, and smiled, putting her hands on the mirror.
"I'm so happy for you Pangaea! Come! Let's go tell everyone!"
She started running out when a hand grabbed her. Eyes widened in terror, she realized the hand could only come from one place: The Mirror.
"It was like they were us, but that much darker. Each of them with a lust for blood.. I fear for the fool who ignores these warnings."
She looked back and found "Pangaea", smiling the twisted smile she first saw when she found him. But he was lunging towards her, grabbing her arms. Dragging her in. She prayed to every God in the universe, why her? Why now?
She could feel the warps of the mirror as she was being dragged in. She heard the door be kicked off it's hinges, but by then, she was too far in, she couldn't be rescued.
The last thing she heard was her brother figure Pangaea, screaming something in what she could only guess was panicked, rushed, and angered.
And so, on March 8th, at precisely 12:45, an original nation was dragged through the accursed mirror.
A/N: So! What do you think? I know it's a bit confusing and stuff D: I'm sorry if it sucked totally :(
I just wanted to bring in every character, along with a mix of Doctor who, cause there seriously isn't enough Doctor who.
I know I sucked, so please don't hold back on the flames TT^TT
I was wondering if I should continue, or just leave it there, because I really wanted to do this story, but if it seriously sucks Justin Bieber level, I won't even bother trying TT^TT
