Hello everyone. I've finally decided to do this. God,if you don't like it,don't ask or read it! I warn you now;There is VORE and lots of it. If you don't like it,too bad. If you love it like I do,than make sure to review.
Oh,and remember;No one is safe...
Ch.1
When it Began
It is cold and dark this night. Of coarse it was,how else would a night like this be? The grass beneath Britain's feet were flattened,leaving footprints as he ran. He looked terrified, knowing something was running after him.
'If I can make it to the forest,I might be able to get out of this bloody mess!'
The Englishman ran as hard as he could,his sore feet begging for a break.'No,I can't rest until I know I'm safe from him. He'll catch me if I'm not careful...' Thinking of who was chasing him made him run faster.
Then the voice came."Yes Arthur,keep running! You'll be nice and juicy once I get you."
Eyes wide with fear,he went straight into the dense forest running until he could run no more. Arthur finally put his back against a tree,trying to breathe again.
"I'm safe...he wouldn't come in here..."
Smiling lightly,Britain wiped the sweat from his forehead and took a deep breath. He let it out as a sigh,his lungs happy to get more oxygen.
"Arthur~! I'm hungry,Arthur~!"
In seconds,he was frozen. He didn't dare make a sound for fear his hunter would find him.
"Come here Arthur~! You taste so yummy~!"
Unable to pinpoint where it was coming from,Britain felt terror."Al-Alfred?"
Suddenly,America was eerily singing a little song that only made Arthur even more afraid.
"Into the mouth,
down the throat,
sleeping in stomach,
that's all he wrote!"
"Alfred...America..." Tears were in his eyes as he realized Alfred was gone and only hunger remained. "...please...stop this!"
The younger country laughed. "Mmmm...tears will add a nice salty flavor." He licked his lips so Britain could hear.
'Bloody Hell,America's insane!' Arthur shut his eyes and blinked the tears away. "Damn it,America! Why? Why are you doing this?" His voice was firm yet shaky.
"Because..."
In seconds,green eyed country was in America's arms. He had been right behind him.
"...I'm hungry for you Iggy."
America sat up in the bedsheets. He was covered in sweat,his American flag styled pajamas now wet because of that.
"Why the Hell do I keep on dreaming of that?" Alfred asked no one in particular. He sighed. That had been the tenth time this week.
Ah,short beginning is short.
I hope this fic turns out well,as I've been wanting to write it for awhile now.
Read & review please!
