Welcome to Hetalia (WtH)
Chapter 1 - The Beginning
America's P.O.V.
I closed the journal, hoping it would be the last time I would close the infernal thing. It felt like it was useless to be writing in it if I could only re-write the same thing over and over again. The same writing haunts me every time I open the journal. I'm sure my brother is beginning to suspect something is wrong, same with my boss, even the one I consider my father.
I'm sure everyone notices me glancing at the file labeled, "Silent Hill" that sits next to my boss. Its been a big subject ever since it was brought up by someone. We were going through old files one day, and a clerk had asked about an old file with the name, "Silent Hill" written on it in red. Some workers actually seemed horrified to see it.
Silent Hill.
A deserted town in an abandoned area of Maine, New England. A place that is shrouded in a dense fog, that its as if the town doesn't even exist. No, the town is there, empty and isolated. It was once a scenic resort area, but is now said to be cursed. A place that some people are too afraid to even talk about. Said to have belonged to an Indian Tribe, that I can't seem to remember for some reason.
There is even a paper within the folder, that looks like it was torn from some kind of old book, that seems to confirm everything that's wrong about the town. It reads;
" The name of that town is Silent Hill.
Although it is known as a scenic resort area, it is a cursed place where the town's former inhabitants were once driven away, brutal executions were once carried out, and a mysterious plague was once prevalent.
The town is centered around Toluca Lake, from which a thick fog perpetually enshrouds the area and makes vague the reality and dreams of those who visit the town.
And according to those who have seen them, there are also times when "things" that should not naturally exist appear.
A few incidents that have occurred in this town up to this point have gone unaddressed, leaving behind a great number of mysteries.
Here and now, looking back on it all, let's elucidate these mysteries one by one. "
My boss actually wants to try and bring the town back up as a resort again. He believes the myths, legends and tales to all be fake and made to keep people like him from trying to rebuild the town. What are my thoughts on it? Well, I'm all about trying to rebuild the town, but I have this feeling in my gut. A painful feeling that it should be left alone. The nightmares are one thing that are keeping me away from it, but it also fuels my curiosity for the town as well.
Are the woods I was in, somehow related? Are they the exact same woods in Silent Hill?
Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill!
Its all I can think about. All that runs through my mind. I swear it will drive me insane! No, something as simple and stupid as this won't unnerve the Hero! These nightmares aren't real, and they won't disturb my rest any further!
"Hahaha! Stupid nightmares won't bother me anymore!"
At least, I was hoping they wouldn't.
I looked up as there was a soft knock at my bedroom door. Sighing, I stood from my desk and walked over to answer it. 'Alfred, are you okay?' The soft voice was almost unheard, but I knew what it was asking as I stared at whom was considered my twin, my brother, Matthew.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Just talking to myself." My brother didn't look convinced that I was okay. He knew I hadn't been getting sleep since my boss mentioned wanting to try and rebuild Silent Hill. 'If you say so, Alfred.' Canada turned and left, disappearing down the hallway. I sighed and closed the door.
Yeah I have a mirror on my door, the Hero has to make sure he looks presentable, but, it wasn't my reflection I saw. At least, it didn't look like me. I almost screamed and jumped back, the object falling to the floor and breaking. The broken pieces showed my normal reflection as I stared at them wide-eyed. That reflection wasn't me, it couldn't be.
It was just my imagination.
bI'm REALLY sorry for how short the first chapter is. I really am, but this was all I wanted to introduce into the first chapter. The second chapter will hopefully be longer, along with the other upcoming chapters.
I'm currently working on the artwork for what America saw in the mirror, so go to DeviantArt if you want to see it.
Tell me what you think of the first chapter. (please don't complain about how short it is, I already know)/b