Heads or Tails?
By: Feliona A. Vargas
Anime: Axis Powers Hetalia
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...Again...
...Even until now, they're still after me. Not my country. But just me...
...I wonder when they'll stop?...
...But even now...
...Why do I have a feeling that they're using a different tactic against me?...
...Why do they even want me, anyway?...
...Did I do something to make them mad?...
...Until then...
...I will wait until you have solved everything. Maybe a cup of tea would be nice...
...right?...
...But for now, I want to ask you one thing...
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...Heads or tails?
Prologue:
At the End of The Road
To Alfred F. Jones, everything happened in the blink of an eye.
There they stood in a dark alleyway from the city that never sleeps, leaning on the brick wall that blocked them to freedom. In front of them were strange people they never knew. These strangers held various weapons and wore masks to cover their identities and wore black, symbolizing their unity as one organization. And as they came closer, fear arose the two friends. They screamed for help, but people were probably too deaf to hear the piercing screams of some innocent souls.
What did they do to deserve something as horrible as this?
With a growl, Alfred took the gun from his bomber jacket and pointed it towards the strangers, who were only a meter away from the two friends. Normally, a person would shoot if they had a gun with them. But as much as he wanted to pull the trigger and run to the police with the man next to him, he felt his body shaking as the American did his best to fulfill such a sinful, yet defensive action. Unfortunately for him, the only thing he did was to point his weapon at the strangers, sending a possible threat or warning to them. Realizing what the blonde-haired American was trying to do, Kiku Honda, the Japanese who was beside his friend, brought out his poster sword (also known as The Excalibur), and frowned while the blade pointed towards the leader of the group (who wore black with streaks neon green). The wind them blew as the sign of the starting hour of a new day came. But to Alfred and Kiku, it meant only one thing:
Danger.
Alfred bit his lip. Kiku kept his pose, teeth clenching and hands holding the sword firmly while drops of blood fell from the man's white skin.
Suddenly, the leader stepped forward, pointing his musket towards the two. Alfred also stepped forward as he held the gun that pointed towards the group of men. Kiku just remained in his spot, eyes focusing on the small group that pointed their guns towards him.
Meanwhile, Alfred gritted his teeth upon seeing the man with rage.
'Shit,' he thought. 'How did one sleepover turn into something like this?' And the more he thought about it, the more his body quivered in fear. Aside from that, his eyes grew tired. His reason for exhaustion wasn't just because of those people who stood in front of them; sleep was the other why his eyes squinted and his mind grew a bit blurry. Still, he fought back. He had to. For him and his friend.
Then, the rain came down. But there was no time to waste. He had to know who these people were and why they broke into Alfred's house to kidnap them.
"Hey bastard,"he spoke, his voice full of venom. Seconds passed by and he grew more tired. Again, he fought back. 'No. Just hold on a little longer...please...' So he continued. "Could you tell your buddies to stop following us?" But instead of shooting the American, the leader laughed while the members took care of the Japanese man. This made Alfred more furious than what seemed like a few minutes ago.
"What's so funny!?"
Instantly, the leader dropped his musket and brought out a knife, pointing it towards the man who fought back the loss of energy in his body due to the mountains of paperwork he had to do. With his fast feet, he managed to stab the American on the right shoulder. But at the same time, Alfred pulled the trigger, only to find out that he missed in shooting the enemy. Instead, the bullet, with its great speed, was able to shoot an innocent bystander's side (and inside: the lung). When the bystander collapsed, Alfred managed to push the enemy and instead of fighting back, he looked at his hands as the American's eyes widened in fear.
"Oh no," he whispered. Alfred's heart started to pound with tremendous speed as reality collapsed into his mind. "I...killed...him...and I thought...I was supposed to be...a h-hero..." A few tears then slipped out. He wiped them off before throwing the gun he had on his left hand to the ground. "What...will...I...do...? I...killed...one...of my citizens...and..." But as he heard the man cackle like a psychotic person, Alfred snarled and glanced at the man with eyes as ferocious as a growling lion. He then stood up while holding the bleeding shoulder with his free hand. Meanwhile, the man smirked under his mask. He approached Alfred and with his right foot, managed to make the American unconscious by kicking him on the head. And his glasses fell off.
As for Kiku, he managed to beat or kill about fifteen people in the group that tried to attack him. But upon seeing his friend knocked out, his eyes grew as large as saucers upon seeing the American lose to the leader. With a snarl, the Japanese man turned to his left and focused on his target. Using his sword, he aimed at the man, only to miss. This made Kiku's body shake the same way Alfred did several minutes ago.
"What the..." But before launching another attack, the man was able to knock him out by punching him on the chin, sending Kiku to the wall. The wall managed to collapse, sending a ton of bricks onto the black-haired man's head, thus making him unconscious. And underneath the mask, the strange man smirked while putting his knife back on his belt.
Then, the group heard some police cars parking at the crime scene that was in front.
One approached the leader.
"Yo, boss..." And the leader knew what he meant. He nodded and turned to his comrades.
"Alright. Mission complete. Let's go back to the mills."
After putting Alfred and Kiku in a sack, the group escaped into the shadows. All while the police didn't care about the scene.
But what no one noticed was a strange figure that stood on a rooftop, looking at the aftermath of the scene with its red and purple eyes.
And...I have resurrected after so many months of being absent. To whoever read my previous fanfics, I'm sorry for the hiatus and sorry for, as you may see, some stories have been deleted by a wanker. And if you ask me, I ain't gonna restart all of them. Sorry also for being invisible for three months...I guess? High school started and I had to get crap done, so yeah.
If this is the first time you've seen my story, then ciao! My name is Feliona Amadeo Vargas and I like APH, TMNT and South Park. I hope we could chat while having tea (as long as England's not cooking). If you ask me, my favorite character has to be Canada-kun. He so adorable~.
Next update: I don't know. Maybe until my computer gets fixed XD.
If you find any mistakes, pardon me. In my country, English is the second language. But my first language is English. The problem is that I'm studying two languages and the English here is not the same, so I'm doing my best to make it good...and the fact that I don't know where to start in getting a beta.
Until then, ciao~