Sorry for the chapter being late...or in my head anyway. I would like you all to know this is based after a book, well elsewhere is but the plot is vary different. I hope you enjoy and plz tell me what you think!
I do not own hetalia
"There you are!" This young woman yelled, she looked to be about twenty nine but she died in her early forties. "H-hi." I mumbled to her. She comes running towards me with her arms out, damn she's fast. "MATTIE!" She tacked me in a hug sending us flying. I fell on the bottom, having her crush my ribs as she pulled me tighter. "I'm so glad I finally get to meet one of my grand kids, not in this situation tho..." She never got to meet any of us because she died of cancer shortly before I was born. "Come with me." Grandma said, she hasn't even intruded herself. "We need to get you to your appointment." She pulled me into a red sports car with a huge grin on her face. "M-my what?" I ask, finally getting a word in. "Oh yeah, you appointment it's more intro elsewhere." The brunet said like it was most obvious thing in the whole god damn world. "W-what's elsewhere?" She pauses and thinks for a moment. "Well...technically it's heaven...but diffrent..." She said almost not to sure herself. " , can explains it better." Elizabeta, reassured me. "O-okay..." I whispered. "You should speak up sometimes, darling." I nod my head in agreement, I don't want to have this conversation in death to. "Tell me what I miss when I was dead, you can only see so much from the binoculars..." She mumbled. What, what are he binoculars? "A few baby's, a lot of birthdays, papas first gray hair, needless to say he dyed it. And we had another sibling delivered."I said as I thought of the small boy named Peter. "Oh..." She said knowing she ran out of conversation. I stare at the wonderful scene passing bye, who knew heaven would look like this. In church they say it is land on clouds filled with angles and wishes and crap that bored me out of my mind, but they also said gays where bad...that church didn't like my family to much. The sun is just over head so it's about twelve...lunch. "Hey can we stop somewhere for food?" I ask. "No we have to get you to that appointment." My grandma said, that pissed me off. I just got here and I don't even get to eat?! "So, Al seen you liked football, right?" She asked. "I-I'm not all..." I mumble. "Oh my god I'm so sorry!" The flustered woman yelled. "I-it's fine..." I lie,but I'm use to it. "I really am, sweetheart, you to look a lot alike." God I hate the answer, we look similar but we are to different to get confused! Or do people just forget who I am and there minds run to him. "Well here we are, ill pick you up in a hour or so." I nod at the woman as she drives away, she's nice but just like everyone else isn't she? I walk towards the building my stomach starts to note up as I get closer. God I hate talking to people. I see a woman at the front, she's old just like most of the people here. "Hello..." I say, but she downtown hear me. "Hey." I try again. She's on the phone talking to someone like if she was sixteen. "Bye, sharry!" She said, then she turned my way and jumped. "I didn't see you there." Her breathing evened out as I nodded my head. "Name please." I roll my eyes at the question, what's the point people always forget it so sometimes I say something that's not it at all for fun, but I can't do that here can I? "Name..." The white haired lady said I patently. "Matthew Williams." I mumble. "I can't find you Matteo." She said, really I jut told you my name seconds ago! "I-it's Matthew." She just types it in again and hands me a sheet of paper. "On this it most of the important things you need to know about elsewhere, now follow me." She instructed. "Sit." I seen a small plastic chair and plopped myself down. "Watch this video, it will give you the general know about of how death works, ill he back in half an hour." She walks put of the room leaving me alone. "Welcome to elsewhere, if you are watching this that means you are dead." After the first line I got bored of the monotone voice and stupid cartoon images on the screen. I started to dose off as the blurred lights flickered from shot to shot until it was all black.
"Marten, wake up!" My eyes shoot open as I see a angry person in front of me. "You fell asleep?" She hissed. "S-sorry." I squeak, oh aren't I the manliest? "You need to see now, follow me." I trail after her into an office, it was decorated with photos of children and woman, two strange combos. "Hello, ." The man greats me. "You can take a seat over their." He points to a chair across from him. "O-okay..." I do as I'm told and wait for further instructions. "I would like to ask you some questions first." I nod slowly, I do not like questions. "Do you know how you died?" He ask. "A car hit me...?" I sorta know. "It made you brain dead." I feel like I'm about to cry, I can see my dad in my head leaning over me as doctors shave my head, he's mumbling "it's just hair it will grow back." I think I do start to cry, he's starring at me. "You where in a coma for a week until they pulled the plug." God I feel weak but the tears just keep flowing. "Do you want to hear your last words?" He asked, I slowly nod my head yes as I keep my eyes on my lap. He opens a folder and reads for a moment. "It's acctually one, who." I feel as if I could deflate, that one word could summarize my whole life. That one word represented my existence. "Now ready to do some math?" questions. "Sure..." At this point I don't care I just want to sleep in my old blankets and lay there, pretend life and death didn't happen. "You died July 8th so if we subtract that by seven we have..." I look up, does he think I'm three? "July first." I whisper to the brunet. "So that will be your new birthday!" He yells, as if the most existing thing in the world. "Kay..." smiles a stupid grin as he scratches at his stubble. "How old are you exactly?" He said. "I-I'm fifteen." The older man looks me dead in the eyes, for one moment I feel like he's gonna say something important. "Sneakers rule." And that theory went out the window. "W-what?" He rolled his eyes at me as if I'm the ridiculous one. "If you die young, in a year you can be sent down the river of birth and be reborn early with no problem!" explains. "Okay..." He smiles at me and stands up. "Your free to go." I walk out the door and head down the hall, is this the right way...I have no clue. "Thanks doc!" I hear someone yell next thing I know a door came in contact with my face. "FUCK!" I shout, I can feel blood run down my nose. "Oh hey man I'm so sorry." I look up to see Carlos. "Do I know you?" He asked. "I-it's me Matthew." I mumble. "Oh hey, Mattie what are you doing here?" The Cuban questions. "Same as you..." I mutter. "Hey, Matt what where your last words?" I frown at the question. "Who...what about you?" He smiles at the thought. "Holy shit I think I've been shot in the fucking head!" I can see why he grinned, that would be a pretty cool last thing to say. "Well it was good to see you again, I have to go my uncles waiting for me." After that he just runs off. I go to the bathroom to check on my nose, it's better but I still have to wash away the blood. After that I leave the building to wait for Lizzy. I play with the loose hem on my pajama pants for about a half an hour when I accept she forgot about me. I should try and find out where she is, but I kinda want to be alone for a little bit. I walk down an alleyway that wreaks of spray paint and trash. I look at the wall to see a giant yellow bird, it's quite cute. I pull my eyes away when I hear something from behind.
CLIFFHANGER, not really you all know its just Gil
Me and my brother bought the pokemon movie and team rocket was dressed up as Vikings and misty asked if they where all dead. Ash said there mostly in Minnesota. THERE'S NO GOD DAMN VIKINGS HERE!