Hello Hetalia fan fiction readers, My writing partner Vanti and I have created another series for you so please enjoy. We decided to go the route of using Fem England aka Alice so sorry for Yaoi lovers, we just felt like a change ourselves but we have written plenty of Male England and Male France series for you to enjoy so please if this isn't your cup of tea you can look at those. We are currently writing a series with Yaoi pairing France and England with the theme of vampires so if your looking for something similar that exists. Anyway enough talking Please enjoy the story~ 3.
It started off as a beautiful day in the village of Riverwood, but it all changed when the villagers woke up to a horrible surprise. The livestock disappearing, the crops ruined, and a big mess left in the town. It wasn't the first time this happened, it had actually stated happening on a weekly basis, and the village was sick of it. At this rate, the village wouldn't be able to survive the winter!
So some of the men from the village made there way into the woods, where they would find an old rustic cabin, which inhabited a young lady with long blonde strands of hair put into twin tails and piercing emerald green eyes.
The witch.
The villagers never visited her besides if they were in desperate need of help. She did after all cause the drought that lasted two years when she was the age of 15. She was the mistake of the village, yet the villagers still asked for help from her when they needed it most.
The villagers made their way to we doorstep, and one courageous man knocked roughly on the door.
"Alice! Come out!" He yelled, knocking on the door once more.
" WHAT!" an English accent hissed while loud thumping of feet were heard storming to the door before finally the door being swung open by an angry looking woman fitting the description perfectly " do you mind I'm rather busy! And you always come up here to accuse me of something so this can't be good!" said with spite in every word while her eyes glowed green with uncontrollable magic.
"Woah woah wait y-young lady" the villager smiled sheepishly and took off his hat "We aren't accusing you of anything."
"Yet... " a young boy in his teens mumbled, receiving a slap in the back of his head by one of the villagers.
Folding her arms the witch wasn't nearly amused with the villagers pestering her afterall they never did anything positive for her " so what DO you want then...make it quick before I cast a spell causing winter to start early cause you know I dislike visitors" trying to get rid of them the only way she knows, threatening them
The villager leading them sighed and looked Alice in the eye "Something has been stealing our livestock and our crops, then leaving a mess in the village for us to clean up. It can't be a wolf because it would've left the corpse behind neither would be able to steal a large number of livestock. Not to mention the crops and the mess as well"
Humming to herself the witch did love puzzles and situations that could involve the supernatural but this seemed to be a least likely cause concerning just food being taken and animals " have you ever through that it might just be a large pack of wolves, one Wolf may not cause this damage but maybe 10 or 15 could " nodding agreeing with herself " it must be that! But I don't see how I can help with this? ".
"Well... Isn't there a spell you could possibly cast? If a fence isn't keeping them out then a spell should be able to do it"
" Oh wow I didn't know you learned to cast every spell in existence without any help" clapping her hands sarcastically Alice narrows her eyes with a deep scowl " look I know spells and magic this isn't a two second process not to mention I would need evidence before I waste my time on this problem, I don't cast spells for paranoid idiots... " turning round about to walk back into her house again.
"Wait Alice!" The young teen called out an ran towards her "It can't be wolves! And if wolves are the cause of the problem they're doing a pretty good job at covering it up! We don't hear any animal cries or any wolf howls during the night! And how do you explain the missing crops and the village that's half destroyed!"
" I don't know humans can be pretty destructive, your capable of anything like shunning those with skills your too scared to understand" shooting the teenager a cold glare Alice walks past her house doorway and then glances back " ill look into it okay, but only because I like the village crops when I want something different to eat" ending the conversation on a lighter note and closing the door.
The teenager huffed and left the door step of the witch's house followed by the other villagers, leaving Alice back to her own affairs.
Alice slid her back down her front door once locked and sighed, she was known to stress out when the villagers visited her...they never left her alone afterwards for a month or two once conquering their fears then demanding payment in spells from her " why can't they leave me alone...I moved away".
Deciding to retire she dragged herself to her bedroom cautiously in case villagers were still spying on her. Closing all curtains in a paranoid manner she changes to her nightgown and lies down on her bed blowing the candle out from her bedside table. " pffff monsters taking their crops and livestock".
In the middle of the night just the next early morning at the early hours of 1 am. Alice shot up instantly at the sound of a single rustle still quite faint radiating from her kitchen, delicately edging her feet off the side of the bed she eases her slippers on tip toeing to the kitchen to peek through the doorway.
" who ever is there I will burst you into flames unless you explain what's going on!" She shouted hoping to make the imposter jump in fear and bow beneath her feet for forgiveness. Lighting her palms on fire using her supernatural skills she did manage to lit up the room enough to see a figure that clearly stopped what it was doing once her appearance was known.
The blonde male dropped the burnt scone he'd been holding and threw his hands up in the air.
"Please don't hurt me!" He begged getting down onto his knees "I don't mean any harm I swear!"
Alice raised a fuzzy eyebrow at the begging man totally confused, she never imagined that it would actually be a person she was expecting more a raccoon or overgrown rat.
" are you from the village? " She questioned then calming down the fire on her palms and turning the light on, upon seeing the scone he dropped she gave a faint smile " you came to steal my cooking?" She would never admit it but raccoons and rats weren't invading anymore thanks to the coal like Substance.
"Ehhhhhh Oui?" The man answered slightly confused to why this women with the bushy eyebrows was happy that he was stealing her food. Looking down at the scorched scone, he then understood.
"Welll... I should probably go now" the blond man stood up and snuck a couple of apples behind his ripped shirt "I'm very sorry for the disturbance madame... Aurevoir!"
" your in an awful hurry to leave" Alice mumbled and picked up her burnt scone "... Was it my cooking? You can tell me honestly" frowning extending her arm out to him to give him the rock like snack. Her expression was more of hurt than confusion now.
"Non madame it's not that at all! It's.. Uhh..." The stranger desperately looked for an excuse in the back of his mind. "Wait shouldn't you be angry that I came into your house in the middle of the night?" He changed the subject, hoping that the burnt disaster she called food wouldn't return in any future conversations.
" I would be usually and I'm surprised myself I'm not angry but it's just everyone really hates my food, they think it's a potion or cursed item I use when the villagers pester me" putting her hand down and fidgeting with the black scone almost pouting and giving puppy dog eyes " will you atleast try it? Your hungry right? "
The man let out a small grunt. He was having a hard time saying no to those emerald green eyes. He let out a sigh, looking down in defeat.
"D'accord... I'll have a bite.." taking the burnt scone from the pleased Brit, he hesitantly took a bite of the desert with his fang like teeth.
The colour in his face drained in a matter of seconds and was turned into a sickly green. He ran over to the edge of the open window he crawled into and spat out the remains of the disgusting dessert.
Wincing at the spitting and wrenching noises Alice steps closer patting his back " sorry, it does take a special type of taste buds to fully take in my cooking, I should have warned you".
Making excuses instantly on the reason why her food was taken badly " would you like some water and to sit down? I promise it's normal water".
"O-oui.. That would be nice." The Frenchman said wiping his mouth.
Hurrying to the kitchen she bottles some water; not owning any cups or kitchen appliances from not indulging in different foods, she ate and drank from cleaned alchemy utensils.
" here this will help!" walking to Francis alittle too quickly her slippers fail to grip to the wooden floor making her slide backwards threatening to hit the back of her head on a hard oak table.
The man acted quickly and took Alice's hand and pulled her into his chest. After a few quick moments of almost falling over as well, he regained his balance, never letting go of Alice.
"That was a close call non? You should be more careful" He said in a teasing manner. He shot the Brit a toothy grin, revealing sharp fangs.
Wide eyed the entire time Alice then pulled back alittle and looked him from head to toes "... Your not human are you? Those reactions, the speed, the strength though I admit your balance is poor...what are you? Are you a giant raccoon man that steals food at night?" giving a glare to the Frenchman now suspicious that he was something riddled with lice and known for stealing.
"A raccoon?!" The Frenchman looked offended at the name the Brit used for him. He let go of Alice and crossed his arms "I'll have you know that I am a werewolf. Not some kind of pesky raccoon!"
" that explains the long angsty and rebellious hair" Alice commented with a small smirk and then placed the bottle of water on the closest counter " dont move, I need to check something" tapping away now on her barefoot on the cold wooden surface she fonds herself in her library and seeks a book just by caressing the leather spine as though it was Braille.
" your a werewolf, I guess those signs should have been obvious but I needed you to confess first" Alice said with slight obsession for all things mystical and fantasy like, soo much so she forgot how she was walking around the man in nothing but her nightdress. " You seem awful thin and tired for a being that can eat anything or sleep anywhere".
"Do you like eating raw meat?" The werewolf asked raising an eyebrow.
" your a werewolf...you should be attracted to eating raw meat aswell as raw" The witch said in a factional way " your definitely unique compared to what my book describes werewolf personalities and behaviour to be, well unless you were bitten and infected recently I can't see why your confused on your being and questioning it". Now obsessing over Francis like some observation test.
"I was bitten a long time ago actually. And I can definitely eat raw meat, but cooked is so much better. I personally think that my lamb stew is the best" he flaunted. He took a seat at the table and took a bite out of the apple he'd been hiding.
Taking a seat opposite the thief she researched the book inventively and looked up glancing at the werewolf at times to compare descriptions "why are you around here? Have you been eating the Riverwood livestock and crops? They did yell at me in a crowd to get rid of the problem but I personally can't see myself destroying such a majestic supernatural creature" sounded like a compliment not that Alice noticed.
The French werewolf looked surprised for a moment after being called majestic.
"Majestic? Not monster or freak of nature?" The Frenchman asked Alice. After realizing how insecure his words sounded he quickly put up an act of self-confidence.
"It's about time someone notices it. Monster isn't the right word to describe a creature such as moi~" he flipped his hair and glanced at Alice with a confident smirk.
Alice only stared at him disapproving of his cocky behaviour " dont get carried away you still ate all of the village livestock and crops so I'll fix this problem now while I can " putting the book down to the side making a nice addition to the book pile " if you stay here and let me research and talk to you I'll feed you all you want hence protecting you from the crazy villagers... Trust me they kill what they are scared of" rolling her emerald eyes from remembering past experiences.
Shifting uncomfortably at the idea of being killed by angry villagers, the werewolf took the offer, extending his hand out offering to shake her hand "I'm afraid we never got to properly introduce ourselves. Je m'appelle Francis."
" uh huh? " Alice replied after a pause of silence " well I'm Alice a witch in training...well always training don't know quite how to say it being self taught " fumbling with her words since she didn't know what she quite was herself.
The Frenchman chuckled at the witch and brought his extended arm back to his side.
"Nice to meet you Alice~" Francis purred "I'm hoping we can become good friends"
Staring nervously Alice just kept quiet and then mumbled " this is going to take alot of getting used to " then walking back to her room she was faced with the dilemma of finding the Frenchman a bed "... Your not sleeping at the bottom of my bed by the way" She harshly commented looking over her shoulder to him " and don't give me the whimpering or puppy dog eyes".
"Mais... Mais" the werwolf sat on the cold wooden floor with a defeated look. He looked up at Alice with large puppy dog like eyes and let out a small whimper.
"... Fine" Alice finally spat out " but your going to have a different bed cover cause I'm not having you share with me " marching to her room not waiting since she already caved in being more generous than intended.
"That works for me ma chèrie~" Francis jumped back onto his feet and smiled brightly in Alice's direction. He walked around the small house until he eventually found the bedroom. He carefully walked inside the dimly lit room and laid down on the soft, comfy mattress. It felt like laying on a cloud comparing it to the ground outside.
When her eyes met the sight of the obviously tired man on her soft mattress she couldn't help but sympathise so allowed him some comfort " you can take your shirt off if you like and use that bed duvet over there I planned to clean, it should still be fine " taking her side of the bed carefully enough to prevent water from rippling and curls up feeling alittle chilly before throwing her bed covers over herself.
The Frenchman didn't even have time to answer Alice before falling sound asleep.
With a smile the witch looked to the man petting his head softly almost envisioning a dog " It's okay buddy just sleep ". Before turning in for the night she notices the extra duvet sitting on the chair at the opposite end and sighs just throwing half of hers on top of Francis giving in to sympathy and nurturing side... She thought she clearly caught some virus or was sick.
Turning off the bedside lamp and cuddling up for the night she was ready. Closing her eyes she felt confident now that the villagers would leave her alone but she didn't have long to ponder that thought as sleep overcame her aswell, she was fast asleep.
I hope you all enjoyed that and if you did and you wouldn't mind giving it a nice review Vanti and I would appreciate it as this was a test for a new series and there will OF COURSE be more chapters but we cannot say when I'm afraid. My series systems work to those most popular being updated more often but they do all eventually get updated so don't worry. I will never leave fan fiction with a series unfinished if I ever decide to do so. As I must remind all readers I do not own hetalia or any of their characters so don't sue me please. More chapters will be coming soon and please review and fav if you really enjoyed it. Thank you.
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