GUYS! Sorry I haven't updated for so long! (I feel so bad ;u;) I've been super busy with school and all, but finally I am free forever! (Until uni/TAFE starts XD) I hope you like this one, and it's a little long, but I enjoyed writing this :D


A/N: Okay~ It's Alchemist here~! I have this story on dA too (my username is also AlchemistOfSushi), so it may be familiar. Anywho~ I hope you like this one! I had fun writing this chapter.

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia! It belongs to Hidekaz Himuraya~ (believe me, if I owned it, the Baltics would get 80% more screen time~ XD)
Horror Legend belongs to whoever made it up/found it...

Please read and review~


In a huge house in Russia, there lived the Soviet family: Ivan, his two sisters Natalya and Yekaterina, and his Baltic buddies Raivis, Eduard and Toris. Their house was on a large block of land just around the corner from a busy highway. The neighbours were rather fixated on the issue of Ivan and Natalya being a couple, and they often regarded the two as perfect for each other (they always seemed to miss the tears streaming down Ivan's pale face). They presumed that their relationship was healthy despite the fact that it was one-sided.

Even though the neighbours continued to see the two as a happy couple, Belarus finally snapped and rather torturously demanded that Russia become more than just her married brother. She wanted to have his baby, and this started a terrible fight between them that poor Yekaterina couldn't keep under control. With Russia screaming at Belarus and Belarus threatening to do whatever it would take to conceive his child, the poor Ukrainian girl would run to her room, throw herself onto her bed and hide her head underneath the pillow, sobbing until Ivan walked into her room, sat himself on the edge of her bed and then hug her while in the other room, Belarus shrieked and screeched, throwing plates and then taking her anger out on poor Toris.

Russia and his little sister would put on smiles when they were out and about to stop the neighbours and residents from suspecting anything, but as soon as they got in the door, they were yelling at each other again. As usual, Ukraine had run crying to Estonia as soon as she heard Belarus snap, "I'm having your baby, whether you like it or not! We're getting married after all!"

In response, Ivan shook his head roughly. "Nyet! I refuse! You can't force me into becoming the father of your child! This can't go on, Natalya! Yekaterina can't take this anymore, and neither can I." He was furious, even worse than when Prussia stole his scarf, and he slammed his metal pipe down onto the table just inches away from Natalya's hands. "You know what, sestra, I'm going to take a walk. When I get back, you will never try to force me again."

"Nyet! Big brother, you are mine! You are mine!" Natalya shrieked back, tears spilling down her face as she reeled back from the broken table and the blood-stained pipe. "You belong to me! ME! My dear big brother, you will belong to me!"

Eduard heard the front door slamming shut and Belarus's sobbing, and gently taking Yekaterina's hand in his own, they walked cautiously towards the dining room, the Estonian gaping at the enormous imprint of a water faucet in the timber table and paling at the terrifyingly deranged look in the Belarusian's eyes. She glanced up at the two nations standing speechless in front of her.

"He's gone," she hissed. "He's left me."

Yekaterina's hands flew to her mouth and she stood there shaking while Estonia grabbed her by the shoulders and kept her standing. Toris had also appeared to see what the commotion was, and he approached the crying Belarus, standing in front of her, gently extending his hand and placing it comfortingly on her shoulder. In response, Belarus's head snapped up sharply, her arm shot out, slamming her fist into Lithuania's stomach. Eduard winced as Lithuania doubled over, gasping. Belarus shoved Lithuania towards Estonia and then looked up with an insane smile.

In a creepy, raspy voice, Belarus whispered, "He'll be mine soon. He'll be mine."


When Russia did not return home after a few hours, Belarus decided to go and find out where her precious big brother had disappeared to. She was horrified to find him at a bar, kissing the self-proclaimed American hero, Alfred. She stormed up to Ivan, confronting him with hate and anger in every word. "Big brother! How dare you desert me to make out with this dirty whore!"

"I deserted you because you wanted to force me into marrying you, having sex with you and then being the father of your child, and I do not wish to do so. You won't accept my side of the argument, and the nation you are referring to a "dirty whore" is patient, fun and he doesn't threaten me with knives and marriage." Ivan responded bluntly, his eyes darkening.


Yekaterina and Eduard were sitting in the Baltics' bedroom, the Ukrainian girl gently rubbing some soothing cream on the purplish bruise on Lithuania's stomach, Toris gasping in pain whenever she accidentally applied too much pressure. The trio's attention became drawn to the sound of the front door opening and then closing. They could hear Belarus laughing, her voice melodious and happy.

Exchanging glances, the trio walked downstairs to see her looking down at a bundle of cloth sitting in her arms.

"At last, we will be together, forever."

Estonia's blood turned to ice and he grabbed Yekaterina's hand to stop her from advancing any further. There was a puddle of red liquid at Belarus's feet, and the bundle of cloth was wrapped in a long thin strip of material. A long thin scarf which was splattered with blood.

Belarus turned around and Yekaterina screamed. Lithuania staggered back in absolute horror, looking as though he was going to be sick. Belarus's dress was stained with blood, her hair was stained with blood and so was the bundle of cloth in her hands. A sweet yet sadistically insane smile was plastered on Natalya's face and she glanced down into the once-bright, childish purple eyes of her dear big brother. His severed head nested comfortably in her arms.

"Da, my darling big brother, at last you are mine."


Yes, I know Prussia and Germany were supposed to have their turn next, but I found this horror legend and thought it was amazingly, creepily fitting. I feel sorry for Russia, though. Belarus is pretty, but she scares me sometimes. (And I'm a Russia cosplayer XDD)

Russia: ... *holding pipe threateningly*
Belarus: *creepy smile*
Alchemist: *sweating nervously* I'll just be going on holiday to Australia now... No hard feelings, guys :D

Reviewers get a cookie and a shirtless nation of their choice~ :D

Also, if there are any horror legend requests, I will be happy to take your ideas. Any nation is allowed in now, due to an decreasing number of available nations...

Next up: I think it will finally be Prussia and Germany's turn XD