Disclaimer : Really? I think everyone knows that I don't own Hetalia...why must you make me say this?
Author Note : ANYway, are you guys happy to hear from me again? :D From the same story too! I had a plot bunny attack me while I was watching TV (it was quite a gruesome attack, too, if I might add...D:) and it's been smacking me ever since :'(
BUT THE GOOD THING IS THAT THIS FIC IS NO LONGER A ONESHOT AND WILL BE CONTINUED :D
Summary : Alfred was already angered and out for blood, so when he finds a small angel flying across the skies, it doesn't end pretty.
A short addition to the summary is...
Summary [UPDATED] : Alfred was already angered and out for blood, so when he finds a small angel flying across the skies, it doesn't end pretty. But when something sends Arthur down to Earth for a while without any memories of being a divine creature who helped souls, he has his chance to catch his little dove. But, if Arthur doesn't find out who he is and find the thing most precious to him before he died and joined the skies within the amount of 31 days (1 month), he will fall into a deep sleep for the rest of eternity. Will Alfred be willing to let that happen when he's just found his angel, even if he isn't supposed to help? And what about that other angel with blue eyes who will do anything to have his angel back up with him and farthest away from that demon? Will he be willing to even let Alfred help at all?
Author Note [PART2] : So, yeah. Very long summary, so I'm not changing the one when you click this story. I guess that this one is just kinda a more full summary :D THIS is the evil plot bunny that's been begging to be written. :D: TEEHEE BOOHOO :/ Coz I kinda didn't want to get sucked into another multi chapter story on here coz I might not finish it and stuff...and I didn't want to disappoint anyone if it didn't get finished. SO, what I've decided is that I will not update nor create any other multi chaps until this one is complete. [unless its just a harmless oneshot here and there to get some inspiration, k?]
On to the official chapter 2~
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Arthur lay on the cloud, sulking. He refused to speak with anyone, not even his cousin, the Belgian angel, Bella. He grabbed pieces of the cloud, the fluff falling from his grip and resuming its place with the rest of the fluffy white mass. He got up, wincing at the pain in his back and side, and made his way over to the door. He was just about to open it when someone burst in, falling right on Arthur. Arthur yelped out in a mixture of surprise and pain.
Who in the name of God would -
His thought was cut off by said person.
"Oh, mon cher, you are finally back up and walking! It is about time! Do you know how lo-o-o-o-ong you have kept us waiting?" the voice spoke. Arthur felt a vein pop in annoyance as he pushed the angel off of him and got up, trying his best not to look pained by his wounds.
"Frog, what are you doing here?" Was Arthur's simple answer. Francis blinked a minute, staring at Arthur's eyes until Arthur snapped at him to stop ogling at him.
"Well, you see, God has told me to vient a ton maison and take you to him. So, 'ere I am." Francis said, grabbing Arthur's hand and starting to drag him away, except they were flying. They didn't usually walk at all, it was something that they viewed for only lower class. And them, being the highest, only flew, no matter where or how high. But, being injured is a different story.
When they finally made it to God's Hall Francis told Arthur that he really had no idea what would be happening. Arthur gulped and nodded, motioning for Francis to open the large doors. When he did, they both stepped through, noticing the eery quietness of the Hall that was usually filled with aimless chatter. Francis took Arthur's hand in his and smiled reassuringly at him. Arthur gave him a small smile in return, gripping his hand back and making sure to keep his head down.
He ignored the feeling of dread that was overcoming him.
Just before they reached the door leading to where God was waiting for them, Arthur gripped Francis's hand tighter and with his free hand grabbed Francis's toned arm.
"Francis," he whispered, stomach tightening and feeling sweaty, like something he would regret would happen if he walked through those doors.
"Oui, mon ami?" Francis replied in his native tongue.
"Let's go back." Arthur's eyes stayed focussed on the doors, as if staring at them would make them disappear.
"What? Arthur, this is not an order from a high class angel that you can skip like you usually do," Francis told him, turning to face him with an unbelieving expression. "This is an order to see you from God! You can't skip out on this. You must go in."
"But -!"
"No buts. Go." And with that, Francis pushed Arthur slightly until he was in front of the doors. Francis put a hand on Arthur's shoulder. Arthur looked back at his friend and nodded. He put his hand over Francis's and then let it slide as he pushed the doors open.
He had a feeling that would be the last time he would see the French angel.
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Arthur walked in and sighed as he faced God. He spoke suddenly, His voice the only thing Arthur could hear.
"Arthur," He said. Arthur stayed quiet, every nerve inside him telling him to hightail it out of there. "Please, I know you are nervous. Sit down."
So Arthur sat.
"What I want to talk to you about is..."
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After what seemed like forever for Francis he heard a smash from inside the room while he was waiting for the English angel to come out. he jumped and hurried inside, where he saw Arthur grasping his throat with one hand, eyes wide and desperate, his other hand holding the chair he fell out of. Arthur made a couple of choked sounds and Francis rushed to go by his friend's side.
"Francis, don't."
Francis immediately stopped, looking up at the Portrait. He looked back at his friend, who looked minutes away from dying.
"What did you do?" he demanded of God, nothing in mind except wanting to help Arthur.
"It's simple. I'm sending him back. He has another chance. But this time, a more limited one." God said, voice booming into Francis's ears.
Francis held Arthur in his arms, looking at the Portrait once again.
"What do you mean?" he asked.
"I mean," God said, "that I'm sending him back to being human. He gets another chance at life."
"But why!"
"Because he died without the one most precious thing in his life, and he must find it before. But, the only twist is..."
Arthur's face turned red, eyes closing slightly, Francis's face becoming blurry.
"What? What is ze catch?" Francis asked in a rage, accent thickening.
"If Arthur does not find that which is most precious to him in 31 days he will fall into an eternal slumber as a human and can never be reawakened."
"What..." Francis trailed off, looking back down at Arthur. He only had one month to find something that might've taken a whole lifetime to find lest he fall into a darkness that cannot be reached? Why would God do such a thing? Francis felt tears come to his eyes and his tears fell freely down his face, falling onto Arthur's tunic. He looked at Arthur's green eyes as Arthur gazed back at him. Arthur was starting to forget him, Francis could tell by the way he was looking at him. "Will he remember? Anything?" Francis asked God, tears thickening his voice. "Will he remember us?" he shouted.
And then there was a pause as Arthur's eyes rolled to the back of his head, eyelids closing, and his body falling limp in the French angel's arms. That's when God spoke.
"No."
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Author Note : OMG I'm really sorry that this is so short. The other chapters will never be as short as this, really! This is more like a kinda prologue to the rest of the story I guess... you know. :| it kinda just happens. I wanted to explain things. So, on to more important things, like explaining what's going to be happening, here it is ; Arthur is going to be in World Academy, with some of the rest of the characters. And, of course, the Devil hears about this sudden change of events and sends Alfred to investigate, knowing this type of magic always comes with a prince (which is Arthur not waking up) and tells Alfred to get in the way any time Arthur gets close to something that seems to be precious to him. And, there are other demons and angels undercover in the school. Some are like Alfred, who will still be demons/angels just using a disguise of magic to keep their tails/wings/pointed ears hidden. Others will be in the same predicament as Arthur. Angels (not demons) under this same curse as Arthur. But the rest is a secret~ ;)
So, I'll say now, that the for sure couples that'll be in here are : PruHun, USUK, (implied) FrUk, GerIta, Spamano, (what me and my friends like to call) Dorway/Normark/DenNor (xD) and...I think that's it for now. :) If you have preferences (for other couples to be in here) please leave it in a review.
And, if you like my idea here for continuing this, please tell me, if no one or the majority don't want this to be a full-blown multi-fic then I will delete this and stop. :)
Love you all~