I do not own Hetalia I just own my OC Greenland! 3
chapter One!
"Yo nordic dudes!" Alfred spoke loudly, throwing out his arms in excitement, "Greenland is freakin' awesome."
"He's right lads, but it is really cold," Arthur agreed, crossing his arms across his chest more tightly, hoping to keep himself warm.
"She is known best for her ice sports," Emil spoke quietly, though you could hear some kind of strange emotion in his voice.
"Isn't this country technically part of you, Mathis?" Alfred questioned.
"Well, well Americique," Frances laughed, but not before he noted the change in the atmosphere around the Nordic countries, it suddenly felt cold, "have you finally been learning your history?"
"Shut it!" Alfred snapped, blushing furiously, "so was there ever, ya know, one of us for this place?"
The Nordics attitude, shifted again, sides were suddenly drawn, in the physical aspect. Suddenly Berwald had pulled Tino to his side while Emil joined quickly as well, Mathis and Lukas both stood on the other. The other countries where startled, they had never seen the Nordics this serious, well not for centuries any way. "There was another one of us, before Mathis became a control freak," Tino spat, shocking the countries, they had never heard Tino speak like that before.
"Wh'n I re'olt'd, 'e to'k 'er l'nd," Berwald muttered.
"And captured everything as his own," Emil hissed, much unlike himself as well, "We never saw Green again! He killed her! He came back covered in her blood!"
"If you all didn't revolt in the first place, I wouldn't have had to do it!" Mathis shouted back, "I was not going to lose everything!"
"So kill what you can't keep, huh?" Emil snapped, "Green had her flaws but she would never have fought and thrown away so many lives of her people! She would have stayed by your side! She would have taken care of you when you came back wounded! She...she...she would...have..."
"She sent him soldiers and he came to her country and burned her capitol," Tino growled.
"I never thought that any of you would be dumb enough to do that, but I was wrong," Mathis snapped again, "I couldn't take the chance! She was too big, she had too many people, she was too strong! I couldn't risk anymore lives!"
"You were a coward!" Tino burst out, moving forward until Berwald caught his shoulders.
"Or he was being cautious," Lukas spoke, "you would have done nothing less for your own people."
"We wouldn't kill a country off to protect ourselves!" Ice shouted.
"Then what did the world do to Prussia? Or Russia to Tarter Yoke? Or Turkey to Constantinople?" Mathis growled, "You all would have done it! The world has done it! None of you can cast the first stone at me!"
"She was your sister! Your ally! Your lover, if she told us correctly! When they left she sent you troops! You didn't do it to Nor! You didn't do it to me! Why her!?" Emil shouted again, "You didn't trust her that much..." his voice broke slightly, shocking the world as his usually passive eyes filled with tears.
"She was too strong, I told you, you and Nor, you two were small then," Denmark spoke softly, rubbing the back of his head, "She was your twin Ice but we both know she was too strong to be taken so lightly."
"Are you joking?" America spoke first, stepping between the two groups, "You guys...you can't be..."
"Do we have a problem here boys?" a male voice broke into there conversation, making everyone look away from each other to glare at the other person.
A group of men stood to their side, all dressed in hokey gear, looking as if they were heading to the lake to practice but got distracted by the tussle the coutries had caused. All of the men could have passed for vikings with their broad shoulders and blonde hair covering their blue eyes that clashed with their green jerseys. The men watched intently, waiting for someone to attack, whether they were waiting for an attack on them or if they were waiting for an attack to be made between the countries they didn't know.
"You have no reason to be part of this," Emil snapped, glaring at Mathis, moving forward quickly to stand closely to his body, preparing to attack him.
"Don't!" the female voice cut through the noise of the crowd, stopping everyone for one second of time as a woman pushed herself forward to the front of the group of men. Everyone paused...Emil's eyes widened, Denmark gasped, Tino smacked a hand over his mouth to cover his own reaction, and even Berwald and Lukas both had dropped their jaws. The woman reached her arm out toward Emil, but didn't move forward, her green eyes glossy with tears, that were slowly falling and wetting her own green jersey.
"Green..." Berwald gasped, his voice clear as a bell as her name escaped his lips.
They watched as she wiped away her tears and then running her hands through her brown hair that she had pulled into a braid at the nape of her neck. "Don't fight," her voice was rough as she said her order, "haven't we all already fought against each other enough?"
"Green...your..." Mathis stuttered, shaking his head quickly, memories of what he had seen of Green flooding through his mind.
"Green, you know these fools?" the man in the front spoke, looking over at Green with a less then amused look on his face, eyebrows raised slightly.
"Yes..." Green's voice wavered sligtly, pulling back her arm and cradling it to her chest, "They are...they were...they're my brothers."
"What?" the man asked, shock coloring his tone, glancing back and forth between the two, "You have brothers?"
"Yea, I have brothers," Green whispered, taking in the shocked faces of her brothers.
The shock continued to echoed in thier minds at the fact that she still considered them anything at all, they certainly didn't expect her to call them her brothers still. "Green..." Tino whispered, a suddenly longing to hug his sister erupting in his chest, but the look in her eyes, the slight amount of fear in her eyes everytime she looked over at the group stopped him.
"You guys should go on and practice," Green smiled at the large men, a warm smile on her face covering her tears, "I'm...yea I'm just going to go ahead and head home for tonight... I'm just really tired..."
"Are you alright?" another man asked her, placing a hand on her shoulder, "One of us could walk you back home..."
"I'm fine," the smile one her face was wane, fake at it's best, "I will be fine, I mean it's not like I live far away..."
"Maybe one of your brothers should walk you back," the man spat, glaring over at the Nordics, "I mean that's what someone who hasn't seen in you in...how long have I known you for? About ten years and I never heard of any of them, so they have certainly haven't been around for ten years at least."
"Yea, he's right they should walk you back," another man agreed.
"No," the answer escaped from her mouth too quickly to mean anything good, "I'll be fine."
Denmark flinched, he watched as Green glanced back and forth between the men and them...her eyes shifting quickly as if she was waiting for an attack, her weight shifted to the balls of her feet...a habit she still had from her days she spent fighting, Denmark guessed old habits died hard with her. "Green...I," he reached out to her, gripping her wrist suddenly.
A yelp escaped her lips before Green could stop it, reflexes kicking in just as fast as her mouth had, she grabbed his own wrist and flipping Mathis onto the ground harshly. No one spoke, Mathis didn't even move, and Green just watched him for several moments before turning tail and running as quickly as she could away.
"Seems as if you have some kind of issues," the first man that spoke growled at him.
"And I swear if we hear one ill word from her about you fools we will rip you in half," one of the other man added, his knuckles or someone's cracking in the process.
"Not that she will need help she already handed his butt to him once," a third laughed.
"By the look on the others faces, it probably has happened more than once," the man motioned at the faces of the other Nordics.
"What ever," Mathis snapped, throwing himself off of the ground and rushing forward to follow where Green had just retreated.
"Mathis!" Sweden shouted after him, taking a hold of Tino's hand and pulling him into the brush as well... just leaving Norway and Iceland behind.
"I...I...don't..." Iceland stuttered, looking over at Norway, desperation and confusion etched into his features. Norway's heart broke as he quickly took hold of Iceland's hand into his own.
"It's going to be okay, you know that right?" he questioned, pulling him close suddenly.
"No! It's not!" Iceland shoved his brother away suddenly, before stumbling backwards himself, "You all lied to me about her being dead! You both left her for dead and now she is scared of us! Scared of me! She's my twin and I won't get the chance to win her trust because of you!"
Norway watched Iceland run away, not bothering to follow all of the others that had chased his sister. "Dude! What just freaking happened!?" Alfred of course had to be the one to break the silence.
Lukas glanced back unemotionally and shook his head at him, "It seems that we are all going to Green's house...for a drama," he spoke slowly, turning over everything in his head.
"Lukas...wasn't Greenland originally..." Arthur voice was silenced swiftly by France's hand.
"She was your little sister originally wasn't she?" Gilbert had no problem speaking his mind swiftly, the censure in his eyes was even more then Norway could bare as he turned his head. Everyone knew Gilbert's past with siblings, about how his foolishness and inattentiveness had caused the fall of the Holy Roman Empire and though it didn't kill his little sibling it had greatly damaged him. "Why didn't you stop Denmark? She was your responsibility, she loved you and looked up to you..."
"What makes it worse..." Norway began to walk away, his voice soft but not soft enough so that the others couldn't hear, "is that I knew he was unstable...I knew he was going to destroy her...and I didn't stop him."