Hey back again with a new chapter. This one is shorter than i want it to be but they will get longer soon ^^. I do not own Hetalia or any of the characters from there *cries in a corner*. I own nothing besides Aimi.
I sat on the floor in front of my grandmother's body. Frozen and broken I was. I didn't even know what to do with myself. Tears fell from my eyes and landed on the carpet and I tried my best to hide them even though no one else was in the house. After crying for a while, I decided I couldn't stay in this house. I couldn't stay in a place that reminded me of what I lost that was so dear to me and at 13 years old that's a hard thing to do. I got up, went to the bathroom to get some stuff to clean the house and started at my mother's room. I put ugly yellow colored gloves on my hands and cleaned the pool of blood that stood before me. I ignored the smell of blood and of a decaying body to finish the job. I picked my mom's head and placed it back on her body. Tears prickled the back of my eyes but I brushed them away to stay strong and kept going. As I was done I saw that there was a note on my mother's bedside, it said: Princess Aimi, we are sorry we had to do this but it was an order. Judging by the writing and the stamp at the end of the note, it was from the demon world and if that's the case my father had something to do with the death of my mother and grandmother. I frowned, 'Who would kill their daughter's family members?' I asked myself even though I had no idea of the answer. I looked at my mother one last time and kissed the top of her bloody head and left her room. I did the same for my grandmother and bowed at her lifeless body as I closed her door. At that moment I vowed to avenge my mother and my grandmother. I wiped my tears away and headed to my room to get ready to leave.
I grabbed everything I needed from the place I used to call home. I took one last glance at the house and sighed. I burned a match and threw it toward the house and ran far away as possible. Since I had no else in this world I was a loner, all alone in this big world. To a 13 year old that spelled death for me and that fact really didn't scare me. I was on the street of Full Moon. I know strange name huh? But where I come from there are different universes that converse with each other. I ended up here after running away from a house that was no longer a home. I was walking down the sidewalk near the sea. The sea is so beautiful, it made me forget my sadness and fiery anger that wanted to burst out. Well, back to what I was saying, I was walking and then I heard a sound that resembled a man's voice. He was cursing and sounded angry. As I got closer to the sound, I saw two figures in an alleyway. One was wearing a red long coat, with an open white shirt and had an English accent. "Don't give me that bloody crap you wretch, either hand me my money or face the consequences" he said with his hand on his sword that was on his hip. The man narrowed his eyes and then spit on in the man's eyes "Fuck you Kirkland" he sneered with his eyes filled with fire. The man called Kirkland smirked and without a word escaping his mouth, he slashed his sword across the man's chest, killing him instantly.
I stared amazed by the technique but also afraid that Kirkland might come near me and try to kill me for being a witness. The man Kirkland wiped his blood covered sword with a handkerchief and but it away to his side. He admired his work for a while and then turned to walk out of the alleyway. He walked right past me and then he stopped. He turned towards me and then I saw his face. He had huge eyebrows, beautiful forest green eyes underneath them, kissable pink lips and under his hat I could see short blond hair. He was beautiful if I had to admit it. I guess I was staring at him long because he smirked and came closer to me. "Do I look attractive, love" he said to me with a glint in his eyes that gave me shivers. I shook my head "No you don't". Of course that was a lie but he couldn't find that out. He smirked "Ah love that hurts. Say what is your name beautiful?" I am Captain Kirkland". I stared at him for a while "Aimi". The English pirate smiled "Ah a beautiful name for such a beautiful girl but I wonder why are you here alone?" I stared at him wondering why he wanted to know and I really want to scream for help but for some reason I trusted him. "My family is dead so I left my house" I said simply. His eyes seemed to soften like he knew how I felt and then he masked his forest green eyes again. "Well you can come aboard my ship with my mates if you want, you won't live long being out here alone" he said holding his hand out waiting for me to take it. I didn't know this man and he was a pirate. He could have killed me anytime he wanted too but I knew he wouldn't. So I put my hand into his slightly larger ones and watched as a genuine smile spread across his face as we headed to his ship. That is when I fell for Captain Arthur Kirkland for the first time.
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