Okay then, I kind of like this little AU.
Human names if you aren't familiar or call them something else:
Berwald/Erik (Erik being his cover name)- Sweden
Tino- Finland
Lukas- Norway
Emil- Iceland
Hetalia belongs NOT to me but to the original creator whose name I can't remember how to spell.
Forty-five minutes after his cover had been blown; Berwald found himself running through the streets of Helsinki trying to escape the Finish capitol. He'd been sent to investigate and take out various high-profile individuals that the Swedish government declared threats.
*Forty-Five Minutes Earlier*
This was the eighth week he'd been there and it had been time to assassinate a Mr. Heikkinen, a powerful business man that had recently been involved in the creation of new and very powerful missiles. He was the genius behind their design and has to be ended. From his perch on the roof top, the Swede looked down through his scope, through the large glass window, and waited for the name to be in the proper place. Right on time, in came the plump man to the meeting room.
After him trotted the man's assistant, a cute little blonde by the name of Tino Väinämöinen. Though the weeks, they'd gotten close, or at least as close as you can get as a spy that is technically not supposed to exist. But the more Tino and he spent time the more Berwald felt for the small man. He'd even succeeded in bedding the blonde about three weeks ago and since then, they met once every few days in hotels around the city. He'd have to disappear after this was over but that was life. He had to do something to pay the bills.
Aiming, he watched the man teeter back and forth on his thin legs for a few seconds to ensure he had the shot. Inhaling deeply, he felt utterly calm and focused. Exhaling, he squeezed the trigger and sent a single bullet screaming towards the man. The glass window shattered and his target fell to the floor dead. Tino, unfortunately having to witness such a terrible thing, threw the stack of papers he'd been holding and rushed to the man. And looked through the window, almost directly at him and his eyes widened.
Berwald knew the other couldn't see him, he'd tested every angle. Staying close to the roof, he packed the brand new firearm that had only been used a single time away in a plastic garbage bag to be dumped into the canal.
He jogged along the ally and up to the front steps of the building and went in. He needed to be accounted for so no one would question him. Walking to the room, for he did 'have a meeting' to be to. He pushed open the door. He faked his shock and rushed to Tino who was still sitting there.
"How did this happen?"
There was silence. Tino sat on the floor, hugging himself laughing.
"Tino? Are you al-?"
He was cut off by the cocking of a gun and the barrel aimed directly at his face, "Cut the shit. Who are you and why are you here?" Tino stood and glared at the larger man. There was no smile or a magical shine to his eyes. They were dead and glazed over in steel and ice.
Berwald thought quickly. He needed to get out of this without dying or letting his cover being blown. He was supposed to be posing as a foreign business partner. Suddenly pulling out his handgun or pulling up some difficult fighting technique would not be the best thing to do. "Now Tino," he began to say while raising his hands out as if he was truly threatened, "I don't know what you're talking about. Please put the gun down."
"Don't play stupid with me Erik, please. Just make this easy for the both of us." Tino began to walk to the other. Really, he'd figured something was different with the tall man but only now did he know exactly.
The moment Tino stepped forward, Berwald dashed to the door and through the hall. Tino just sighed and muttered to himself, "He has to make this so complicated doesn't he." The Finish man followed after and pushed people to the floor in his quest.
That is what Berwald to his current situation. Tino had caught up to him several times and he now had a grazed ribs and no breath. Hiding in an ally way to rest for a few minutes, he hoped he'd out run Tino, or whatever his name was. All the lovemaking and whispers in the dark, they were all fake and meaningless to Tino. It was disappointing to think about really. He meant most of it.
Looking to his watch, several minutes had passed and he needed to get going or risk being caught again, he noted that it was 3:30 and a boat would soon be leaving from the harbor that would take him to Estonia. He'd been planning his escape for several days now.
Tino unknowingly close, looked around. The trail for the spy was cold and he swore to himself. How could he let the bastard go? Trying to recall exactly what were in the man's, "Erik's", hotel room on the days he'd gone over, he remember seeing a single ferry ticket for this day. He knew where he needed to head and wasted no time in doing so. If the ship was running on time, he would have a half hour to put his plan into action. "Get me Emil and Lukas to the docks pronto," he demanded through his radio to headquarters. He got at a, "Yes Sir," in reply.
Weaving his way to the docks, Berwald arrived just in time to board, handing his ticket to a boy with silver hair, he stepped on. He stood on the stern with the quiet ticket taker until the boat lurched forward and was off. Finally, he could relax. Leaning on the rail, he let out a sigh and looked as the ticket collector came to him.
"I'm sorry, there seems to be a mistake," he started, "I never collected your ticket sir." The voice was monotone and depressing more than anything else.
Chuckling, Berwald assured the man that he had in fact, collected his ticket. Only seconds later did he feel a prick and wet cloth over his face. Falling to the deck, his vision went black just as two other men walked up, a blond with a fly away curl, and… no, Tino.
Okay you guys, I hope you liked it. Two spies meeting oooohhhh all the drama. Maybe? I plan on making this a few chapters long. I how to see some of you stick along for the whole ride. Yay! Short chapters they only really make sense if you make them into different chapters. So yeah, Sorry about the POV always changing. I think Tino's will dominate the next one but you never know.
~MattieWinter~
