Chapter 2: Magic Just Never Works in Hetalia, huh?
(A/N) fun in Florida. We just did one of our traditions! Eating pie!...With our faces. See? Mah craziness spreads like wildfire!
Okai~ Time for da narrator to set da scene~
I must really be a mood killer with mah spaziness and my little ~'s
disclaiMER: I do not own Hetalia!(If I did, Latvia would be MINEo_O)
POV: Latvia-kuninsert little hearts here
The sound of the wind was much clearer now. Full of fear, but fueled by curiosity and wavering courage, I pushed open the door the rest of the way.
I should not have done that.
I barely had a moment to scream.
A burst of wind flew over me, knocking me down on my bottom. The howling air continued to batter at me, causing my clothes and hair to flap around wildly.
Instinctively, I curled my legs toward me and shielded my face with my arms. After a few moments, I had the small shred of courage needed to peek out from behind my pitiful defense.
Russia was unconscious right in the middle of a chalk circle, his precious scarf flapping violently in the wind. There were four different colored gems placed on the cardinal points of the circle, like it was some sort of strange compass. The gems were all crackling with intense energy and flashing shades of black and white that hurt my eyes.
But that wasn't what scared me to death.
It was the shadow.
Hovering just above Russia, there was a dark mass of writhing shadows. It had no definable form and seemed to be the source of the winds, which spun around it like an angry hurricane. It was like smoke, but darker and more solid-looking and…alive.
The shadow seemed to notice my presence because the winds suddenly died and the jewels stopped sparking and fell to the ground with solid thunks.
….
…Any sort of scream I might have sounded earlier died in my throat. I now had my back against the door, which, to my utter horror, the winds had closed. I was shaking so hard. It was like my own personal earthquake. I let out a small whimper as the shadow floated towards me. The air around it seemed to softly hum as if the very atmosphere felt its ominous, oppressive presence.
Then it started to chant.
The horrible creature started to chant in its own way. It was the most sinister sound I had ever heard in my entire life, and that was saying something, considering I was a country and I heard Russia's "Kol"ing before. It was a series of snake-like hisses, hollow rasps that seemed to suck out soul, windy howls, hums that vibrated throughout the air, carrying the dark feelings like a plague until its presence covered the entire room, and, though I could barely hear it, a soft chorus of voices.
I couldn't really make out what they were saying, but I could hear the lethal, smooth, silky tones that laced the voices. They seemed to promise safety and hope, and I almost fell for it because I relaxed slightly. They wouldn't hurt me. I was safe. No more fear…
Then realization hit me like icy water. I remembered seeing Russia passed out on the floor. The ominous aura in the air…
I gasped and my eyes snapped open. I continued to watch the shadow, but this time with renewed fear. This. This was what true evil was…
The shadow stopped its chanting. Dead silence hung across the room. Static started to build in the air…
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…What was goin-
The shadow suddenly shrieked and electricity flew everywhere.
I found myself shrieking too, but unlike the shadow, whose vicious sound was full of pure animalistic insanity and bloodlust, I was shrieking in a combination of fear and pain. It felt like my body was on fire! Fear shocked my spine so hard it felt like it was going to break. My muscles burned with hot, blue fire. My eardrums pounded with the force of the shrieks that drove away any remaining silence. The hair on my head and arms spiked upward as they felt the electrified atmosphere. My head rang along with my eardrums, driving out any rational thought and leaving just pure fear.
Creepily, both of our shrieks stopped simultaneously. Before I could even start breathing again, the door of the room burst open with a sudden rush of the shadow's wind. With one last hum of rage the shadow rushed out the door.
The world seemed to slow down when the shadow passed over me(I was spread out on the ground on my back.). I swear I saw two blood-red, slanted eyes staring down at me with demonic glee.
Then, my entire world went black.
TiMe WaRp
When I came to, the first thing I felt was pain.
Groaning, I instinctively curled into myself. This was the most pain I have ever experienced. It felt as though I had been turn inside out, ran over with a steam roller, rested on a bed of nails, and then stomped on. Each of my muscles was unbelievably sore. My head and ears had a strange ringing in them and I felt disoriented and confused.
I tried to push myself up, but then my muscles screamed the opposite and my arms started shaking, so I was forced to flop back down, arms lying limply at my sides.
I rested my forehead against the cool surface of the concrete floor. I felt so tired…
Soft footsteps and creaking came from outside the room. I frowned. What now? All I wanted now is sleep.
After a few moments of lying there, I heard a sharp gasp from the doorway.
Weakly, I turned my head to the side facing the doorway to see two familiar faces that were now shocked and horrified.
Even though I was pretty out of it, I at least felt the nice, calming feeling of relief at seeing them.
"Lithuania…Estonia…" I rasped pathetically, lifting my head up only to have it drop in defeat.
The last thing I remembered before blacking out again was my two "brothers" rushing quickly to my side and being gently lifted into thin, yet surprisingly strong, arms.
(A/N): Yeah! More cliffies! Anyway, thank you Apple-Cola for reviewing! Why didn't I thank you in the first (A/N)?...Cuz I like doin it hither:(
*Neo bursts out of drum* That's all folks!(I do not own Looney Tunes:P)
I love references~
Hasta pronto~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
-Neo-chan the hero