Me: Hello humans and non-humans, people of America, Japan, China, Germany, Spain...

Lilith:...Yeah, to anyone who watches Hetalia, I guess...

Me: Africa, Russia, South America, Canada, France...

Lilith: I'm just going to start the damn chapter...Remember, if you find Amy under you bed or some shit like that, we are not responsible for any harm she causes...


It was a rather humid winter day, the air leaving a cold sting on spots of an exposed body, most of said body under a blanket.

The figure under the blanket groaned, as the sun hit her face just right, "No," She muttered, trying to pull herself back under the blankets, "Sun, go back down…"

But, when her small messy room was illuminated, she pulled herself out of bed, her tank top and thick fluffy sleep shorts baggy on her frame, as she got off the bed.

She stretched, breathing in the stale slightly musky air, before shuffling over to the small wooden shack she used as a dresser.

She took out a tattered leather trench coat-like jacket, throwing on a black sun hat, before searching the area for her bag.

Calling her room a 'room' was honestly a glorification. She, in fact, had her room in the attic, with a mouse-eaten mattress on one side, the blankets now on the ground. A small wooden shack she had made sat in a corner, another home-made desk and chair sitting in the other, where the bag was spotted hanging from the three-legged stool.

She quickly grabbed it, drawing the collar of her jacket up, before opening the storage room's door. She quickly and quietly ran down the stairs of the two-story house, the attic being a sort of third floor. She was almost out of the house, so close to escaping the prison-

"Alois get your ass right back here!"

-Only to be caught by the prison guard.

She sighed, turning around to face the lady she'd been forced to live with for years now. The lady's hair was slowly going from light blonde to grey, her sharp eyes a bit droopy due to the bottle in her hand, while she wore a rather short black dress, "I need to get to school, Hannah."

The older lady, Hannah, threw a drunk punch, the hit landing about three feet off course, "Watch your tone with me, young lady." She muttered, eye narrowed as if it were Lilith's fault for her punch missing by a mile, "And remember, always use formalities! You will refer to me as Miss, young lady. Miss, and in less formal times, Ms. Hannah. Is that really so hard for you to understand?"

"I'm not in the mood for this crap."

The smart comment did nothing to help her. Rather, it made it seemingly easier for Hannah to land a hit.

Alois spat out a bit of blood, dark blue eyes holding nothing but hatred, before she did a mock bow, "Whatever you desire, Miss. Or no, would you rather prefer Empress? Duchess, perhaps?"

Hannah growled, before smashing the bottle over Alois's head, causing the teen to flinch, but did nothing to falter the smug smirk on her face, "Get out of my house." Hannah muttered, before walking back into the house, complaining over the now broken bottle.

Alois sighed, happy that she didn't feel any deep gashes in her skull, before leaving the house, "Could have been worse," She muttered to herself, closing the door behind her, before pulling on her worn tattered sneakers, "I mean, last time she did that, I had to stich my head back together. That was irritating and painful as hell."

She then sighed, looking up at the clouds, before walking down the porch, her long hair falling over her eyes, "Another day, another dawn."


Alois was early to school, as usual. She took a seat on a bench, right outside Evergreen high school. She couldn't help but sigh softly, setting her bag down, before whipping out her phone.

Well, it was technically Hannah's phone, but, when she'd broken it, Hannah had tossed the poor thing out. Thus, being the genius she is, she managed to fixed it. Sure, it had taken three months, and induced more electrical burns then she could count, but she'd fixed it.

And now, she was ready to drain all of Hannah's 4G data.

One gig at a time.

She pulled out the headphones, ready to put them on, only to have then smacked out of her hands.

"It's too early for this." She muttered, reaching down to pick it up, only to be pushed off the bench.

Alois groaned, rubbing her head, before glaring up at her attackers. As usual, it was the group of the popular kids, the same three jocks and the same three cheerleaders, "Morning, Troy, Ricky, Connor, Jenna, Gale and Jessica." Alois said without missing a beat, "How was your weekend?"

"Eww," Jessica said, kicking dirt onto Alois's bag, "Did the wretch just talk to us?"

"Yeah, I think it did," Jenna added in, brushing a hand through her pink dyed hair, "So gross."

"You need to get a life, Weed," Ricky said, pushing her back down when she tried to get up, "I know, maybe you can get into the drug-selling life, just like your mom."

"She's not my mother," Alois spat out, collecting all of her things, before getting back up, whacking Ricky's hand away, "Now, leave me alone. I need to get to class soon."

She pushed past Ricky, a small irritated smirk on her face. Normally, she wouldn't stand up for herself, not to her bullies, not even to her "mother".

But, before she could get out of the loose circle, two different hands grabbed her shoulders, forcing her to turn around, "It would seem that Weed thinks that she's too good for us," Troy said, "Isn't that right, big bro?"

"Yeah," Connor said, a huge smirk on his face, before he reached down to pinch Alois's cheek, "But, Weed should know by now that it's not a good idea to fuck with the captain of the football team."

Alois growled, something inside of her bubbling up, before she smacked Connor's hand away, "Why don't you and your brother go fuck around with someone else?" She hissed, before throwing a look at Jessica, "Like Jessica over there."

The two brothers scowled, hiding their surprise, "What the hell are you talking about?"

Alois shrugged, her evil smirk growing, "I know what the three of you do. For a Christian household, you do some pretty sinful stuff when your parents aren't home, don't you?"

Connor scowled, about to deny it, when Troy shook, "How do you know?"

"Well, you just clarified it to me."

Connor growled, shoving his hands into his pockets, before walking on, shoving his way past Alois, the rest of the group right behind him, "Trust me, I'll get you back for ever bringing that up." He growled, spitting on her one more time, before walking into the school.

Alois let out a small sigh of relief, that animalistic side of her finally coming back down from its high, before she began to walk to class.

Well, on the bright side, the worse was over.

Right?


The day had gone by pretty quickly, with most of her classes being stuff like Japanese and P.E. But, everything changed, when the worse class of all came around.

Geometry.

Alois groaned, as whatever the hell Mr. Gravatio's mindless droning went on.

"…And now, class, when you get X+5(9+8), you need to…"

Alois quickly found herself lost, as she tried to go over the textbook; which only served to make her more confused, the gibberish known as math gave her a huge headache.

Now, Alois was not a stupid girl. In fact, she liked to think that she was very intelligent. But, it was so hard to keep up in a class that was to… "slow" for her.

Of course, the paper balls thrown at the back of her head didn't help much either.

You see, it wasn't only to popular group that pushed her around, no.

It was most of the entire senior grade.

Alois growled, another ball bounced off the back of her head, a bit of laughter sounding behind her. However, she kept her head low, ignoring them as usual, as she tried to get back to the lecture.

"…And then, when you get the right ratios, you can check by reversing…"

Alois groaned, another ball hitting her head.

"…By dividing the coefficient by 3…"

Something else hit the back of her head this time, a mechanical pencil, as that enraged high from earlier began to come back.

"…But, if you don't change the sign of inequality…"

Finally, when Alois couldn't take it anymore, she caught the next pen between her fingers, turning around to glare at the group of cheerleaders towards the back of the class, "Throw one more pen," She growled, "I dare you."

Finally, when she turned around, one more pen poked the back of her head. Having had enough, she picked up all the thrown pens and pencils, holding all four Wolverine-style, before throwing them back.

Alois watched as the surprised cheerleaders tried to take cover behind their notebooks, watching with glee for a few more seconds, before turning back around, her high once again gone.

She wasn't sure where this feeling was coming from, but it seemed to make her senses sharper, her twig-like figure stronger, and that inner bloodlust more powerful. It felt like there was something deep within her that had awoken suddenly, some primal and innate desire to just let go of everything that kept her anchored.

She couldn't help but love it.


At the end of school, Alois walked out with a small smile on her face, blending in with the crowd as she did so.

Or, trying as hard as she could to do so. Granted, wearing dark colors in a school that has a sort of unspoken bright dress code makes it hard to blend in with anything besides a shadow.

As she walked down the stairs, something felt off. Puzzled, she turned around, watching the big group of kids disperse.

But, even after most of the kids had gone, there was still a rather large group outside the school, slowly but surely making its way over to her.

Alois gulped, the animalistic feeling coming back. Even then, she knew it wouldn't do her any good, not now.

Especially since they now had reinforcements.

She tried to put on a smile, bowing slightly, "How may I be of service to your slightly angered faces?" She asked, her cocky attitude the only thing keeping her from punching or running.

One of the girls from class, Liana, scowled, "Cut the act, freak."

Alois chuckled quietly, not sure what to do next, before deciding to wing it, buy time, "I have no idea what you speak of, your highness."

However, the mood didn't last, as she felt a foot kick her shins. Alois winced, backing up a bit, while Troy, the boy that had kicked her, smirked, "You're all talk, but when it comes down to it, you can't do shit."

Alois tried to smile back, "You'd never know what someone could do when pushed."

Connor laughed, "What can you do? Cut off our fingers?"

Jessica joined in, "Yeah, are you gonna, like, rip out our hearts?"

"Well, if you wanna find out so bad-." Alois muttered, before Ricky grabbed her hair, pulling her back.

"It would seem that you don't get it yet," Ricky said, his crooked yellow teeth looking worse in the sunlight, "We make the threats; you don't. We strike fear; you don't. We kick ass; you don't."

The other girl from her Geometry class, Luci, decided to follow in pursuit of her boyfriend, "Yeah, Weed, don't you get it? You're nothing. You can't fight, you can't run; you know why? Because, no matter where you turn, you can't escape your fear."

"Who said that I'm scared of you?" Alois shot back, unable to hold in that animalistic side, before a gruesome smile spread across her face, "No one plans a murder out loud."

Jessica's eyes went wide, while Troy scowled, making a grab for her shirt, only to have her back up a bit, "Don't you dare say shit like that to us!"

Alois held a small smirk, bowing slightly, "Well, it's been wonderful…But I gotta go!" She yelled the last part quickly, before turning around, sprinting away from the school.

She nearly laughed when she heard them running after her ten seconds later, finding their reaction time to be funny, as she ran faster, "Come back here, you little piece of shit!" She heard Jessica yell, before turning the corner to catch her breath for a second.

You see, what they didn't know was that Alois was one of the fastest people at the school. Thanks to the gift of being able to run from her attackers.

She had a quick two second break, before running out again, hearing the voices get louder slowly, "Over there!" Troy yelled, Alois once again hiking up her bag, before running again.

Not that this was anything new. If anything, at least this consistent run home helped to build her endurance. Running home was easy as cake.

Even if it didn't end up working out, she could always just climb up a tree and hide.

Speaking of which, she decided to run for the forest area. She leaned on a rather tall tree, catching the breath that she really didn't need, watching as the assailants seemed to comically run slowly towards her.

She then pulled her backpack up, placing both hands on the tree, before lifting herself up, placing her foot onto a small foothold, before bringing herself up. As if she were a monkey, she quickly climbed up the large oak tree, before grabbing onto a rather high branch, swinging her skinny and lithe body up and around the branch, landing in a crouching position on the tree, just in time to watch the bullies run up to the tree, some of them trying to climb up, while others scowled and cursed.

"Damnit!" Jessica cursed, looking more annoyed then angry.

"This is the third time this semester!" Ashley yelled, punching the tree, only to whimper in pain, holding her hand with an expression of both irritation and discomfort.

Troy growled, before turning around, annoyed, "Fuck it!" He shouted, walking away, Connor right behind him, "Whenever she gets up there, I swear, she just stays up there for an eternity."

"But Troy!" Liana yelled, "If we let her stay up there, she'll never learn not to mess with us!" She sighed, the group right behind the brothers, "Hey, wait for me!" She squeaked, dashing off in order not to be left behind.

Alois sighed, only now allowing herself to calm down and ease her breathing, watching the group walk away as she did so. She rocked back and forth on the branch, watching the sun go down, before letting out another sigh.

Normally, she'd never find herself this lucky.

Normally, she didn't have enough time to get away.

Normally, she wasn't such a smart mouth.

Something wasn't right, she knew that much, but what exactly was it?

With a small sigh, she climbed back down, knowing that they were long gone, before heading home.

She stuffed her hands into her pocket, breathing in the cold bitter air, before taking the trek home.

Alois let out a small growl, the sound covered by the tall collar of her coat, as she arrived on the steps of the house. With a sigh, she reached out to open the door, only to have I open for her.

A very angered Hannah on the other side.

She scowled, anger dripping from her mouth along with a mix of some acidic alcohol, before grabbing Alois's coat collar, "What the hell do you think you're doing!?" Hannah screamed, before throwing her back.

Alois groaned, the back of her head slamming against the concrete floor, as Hannah stood in the doorway, "What did I do!?" Alois asked, more to herself then Hannah.

"Don't you dare sass me!" Hannah yelled, "You know that you were out late!" Hannah growled, "You know what, fuck it! You can just stay out here for the night."

Before Alois could say anything more, Hannah slammed the door shut, locking it soon after.

Alois coughed, pulling herself up, before pounding the ground in anger.

She was not in the mood for people to throw bull crap like this at her.

She pulled her bag back up, before running into the back of the house, right back into the forest area.

She walked about for a good few seconds, before stopping at a tall old tree. Grabbing branch after branch, she quickly climbed up, soon swinging onto another branch, before standing up on it.

The town hadn't changed much from the last week she'd been up here. She stood with one hand on the trunk of the tree, her breathing finally even, before she let out a blood curling scream.

In that moment, all the stress, pressure and ever-growing tension was released. The cold air did little to alleviate her throat, but she honestly could not contain it any longer.

She screamed until her throat became raw, until she physically could not keep it up, breathing in the frozen air, before slumping over on the branch. One leg was lazily hanging over the side, as she slowly fell asleep in the tree. She felt calm and at peace out here, her safe zone. Out here, in a tree, nothing could hurt her, no one could touch her.

And yet, little did she know, something was watching her.


Me:...I feel like this was just a long and rather boring chapter...

Anyway, if you guys have any questions regarding the fic, just leave them in the reviews!

I hoped you guys enjoyed, and remember, you're never alone...

...Because Amy is probably waiting for you in your bathroom...