Before you start this chapter, I think a few song reccomendations are in order. You'll know when to switch over.
The first is 'Girl's Sealing Club' (watch?v=SCzWGishGIE)
The second is 'Sepette for the Dead Princess' (watch?v=fQkWkdrDFOs)
Enjoy!
Nein Zukunft
"Now, sleep with this trauma that will leave you sleepless!"
-Satori, Touhou 11: Subterranean Animism
Slowly fluttering open, his eyes gazed tiredly at the scene around him. The blonde's head was pressed against the window of the car, causing vibrations to run through his body. The cold glass fogged up every time he exhaled and for once, the Dane who was driving the car was silent. Everyone was meeting at the usual spot in Copenhagen, all of them unexpected the news the small Scandinavian nation was going to bring, all expect Norway. Iceland had mentioned the body test before but Norway was the only one who knew the results were coming soon.
He looked up at Denmark, who quickly flashed a small smile at and in response, Norway groaned turned his head back to face the road listening to the soft song that fluttered from the speakers.
"The headlines drip with horror. Beware, beware, beware."
It was a song from England and its soothing, thin-textured accompaniment with low, mellow vocals made him feel so relaxed. So the Norwegian let his eyelids rest yet again.
"The news says no tomorrow. But how can I be scared… in her arms?"
That morning, Norway's eyes shot open. Panting heavily, he let a finger trace around his neck, trying to find evidence of last night being real. His hand trembled as he let the tip of his nail gently run across the dents in his skin. His head darted around, checking to see if any traces of Iceland's presence were in his room. In panic, he called Iceland to see if anything 'strange' had happened to him. Much to his surprise, Iceland denied anything that had happened. As soon as the Icelandic boy asked in his angelic tone "Why…? Is something the matter Norge?" Norway had slammed his phone against the wall, shattering the screen. He was so confused and… scared. He didn't know what to do… what to do…
Blindly, the blonde opened the curtains, inviting the subdued light into his dark room.
"What a storm…"
"How're you going to tell him?" A familiar, dry yet calm, voice spoke.
Norway shivered and opened his eyes, feeling the cold breath on his back. His face remained placid. Slowly, he turned around and saw the copy of himself, eyes locked onto his. "What do you want now?" Norway hissed and eyed the being as it glided along to sit behind Denmark, who was unaware of the events taking place around him. All focus was on the road ahead. The taller man was wearing earphones, probably because he didn't want to disturb his sleeping friend with music.
"How does it feel to be so selfish?" Its voice was colourless. The Norwegian looked at it as if he had no idea what it was talking about. "How do you think others will react when they hear of your… 'love'? What if you manage to get into a relationship? A mess. Who will be disgusted? Who will be… heartbroken?"
"H-Hva? I told you, I don't love him! I don't love anybody." Norway scowled at the phantasm.
"Still in that state of denial? I know you better than anyone else, I am you, remember?" It reminded the nation. "You won't be able to love him anyway. You can't even love me. Remember last night?" It shook its head as Norway cringed at the memory. "Love will be your downfall, along with those stupidly selfish feelings of yours."
"It's not true." The nation uttered under his breath, averting his eyes from the pale, translucent being. He loved Iceland. He really did. But the fear, which lived inside him, grew each and every day. The thought of being rejected, the embarrassment to follow after had forced Norway into sleepless nights. Yet the caressing thoughts of touching that soft skin, holding the silver haired beauty close to him and receiving the most arousing and pleasurable noises from the younger nation kept the flame burning.
Burning ever so brightly.
"It's all about Iceland, all about yourself. But what about… him?" It turned its head to the back of Denmark's head. His eyes were still on the road. Norway thought for a second and gazed out of the window. He loved Iceland, but what would Denmark think? But why was he so concerned about Denmark now? It was only-
"N-NORWAY!" A pained howl cried out from the lips of… Denmark? At that moment, the car jerked to the side and skidded across the road, crashing into a row of previously unharmed trees, tipping the car to its side. Both men shrieked at the sudden movement. Windows smashed as well at the body of the car, Norway was thrown forwards, hitting his head on the top of the glove compartment.
The dazed Norwegian turned to look at the Dane. The bleeding Dane… with a knife wedged in the back of his neck. Denmark cried loudly in pain as a pale hand slowly withdrew the knife from the heavily bleeding wound, only to drive the blade into the skin once again. Norway whimpered in horror when he heard the screams of his friend as the blade pierced the skin.
"S-STOP IT!" Norway screamed as tears surged down his face, meeting eyes with the unfazed looking nightmare. Its eyes were emotionless, unreadable. Blood was splattered on the pale skin and white, snowy cloak but for once, there was emotion in its voice.
It was madness.
Its laugh was so manic, frustrated and demented. The once calm sounding voice was now distorted. And it scared Norway. It scared him out of his mind.
"W-Why? W-Why are you doing this?" Norway chocked on his tears as the sound of wailing sirens approached.
"You did it." It sniggered as it tired to hold back the insanity. "We did it. We will destroy him. Together. And with love."
"No future."
It's been a while! And I must say I apologise for the short chapter. My ideas for the next are present in my mind but it would ruin the atmosphere of these events by adding it to this chapter. I hope that made sense!
Updates will be relatively slow. Apart from the next Encounter because I have the ideas for it already!
Anyway, life has been getting in the way and so have exams. So as a heads up, I won't be posting anything from May to June because I have a lot of GCSE exams then. It's either that or I will pre-write chapters and upload them during that time.
I really love all the feedback/support I'm getting from all of you! And because you, the audience are very special to me, I'd like to ask a favour. After this project, I'll start another one. But I'm not sure what I'd like to do. It's either a HetaOni novelisation or a story about the Cold War. And no, there will be no romantic relationship between America and Russia because it is a pairing I dislike (due to the Cold War. Pre-WW1/WW2 relations were good though!). They're 'Space Buddies'!
About the little quote. I've always wanted to quote something from Touhou, but I don't think "Now, bitch, get out of the way!" was very suitable for the chapter.
Also the song mentioned is called 'We're Away' by the amazing band 'Elbow'. A woman once said to the band 'Your music makes it okay for grown men to cry'. I listened to this song while writing, so I thought I'd share it.
Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this (short) chapter!
Please review! Advice is welcomed greatly!
Thank you for reading, once again!
-Lemonade from Darkness
