LOL 2 days later CHAPTER 10! I'M SO AWESOME!
Btw, I didn't respect what I said in the last chapter about France finally being invaded U_U Sorry, but it just didn't make sense now...
Anyways, before I let you read the chapter I wanna introduce you to a WONDERFUL HETALIA STORY made by MY FRIEND! I totally came up with the title :D I feel so proud! Anyways (GOD DAMN I'M USING IT TOO MUCH AGAIN!) it's called The Effects Of Global Warming here's a little sypnosis:
Canada's son, Kumajirou ('cause he's a human in this story), is affected by a dire illness do to gobal warming. The doctor explained to him that if Kumajirou would ever live another year, he would have to pass the summer. And so, Canada brings Kumajirou to Russia, the coldest place on the planet (in our minds), puts him in the care of Ukraine (Ukraine is chilling in Russia...the irony of the word chilling! LOL -shot-) in the hopes of having his son get better and pass the summer. CanadaXUkraine, PrussiaXHungary and a few more implied pairings like RusLiet or FrUk
Anywho, it's a wonderful story and it's REALLY cute 8D but for now, enjoy chapter 10!
PS: There'll be a link to my friend's story at the bottom! :3
Japan had gone back with France to question one of the captured British agents. He had waited a day before going to the man. France led him into the far debts of the Catacombs of Paris where they kept the prisoners. This section of the catacomb was always off access to the tourist, what all of them didn't know was what lied behind that locked passage.
Regardless, the catacombs were a sight that didn't fail to amaze Japan. The walls were covered in bones of all sorts, mainly skulls. A few times, Japan wanted to ask about the historic of the catacombs but never managed to. The thought of this not being the time or place kept re-playing itself in the back of his mind keeping him from speaking up.
Before the Japanese man knew it, they had arrived in the part of the catacomb where not even the loudest cry could escape its debts. Japan could only think how advantageous that was.
"Where is he?" He asked.
France called for a man and asked him where the 'leader' of the British 'terrorist' was and to bring him forth. Following this, Japan was brought to another chamber of the catacomb where he saw a man with dirty red hair, wearing a ripped up kilt, beat up, tied to a chair. There was a familiar feel about him, and he soon found out why.
"S…Scotland?" France asked surprised.
Scotland looked up and gave the Frenchman a smirk. "Aye, that be me."
"What are you doing…?"
"What do' it look like, lass?" Scotland asked in return. "I be helping my kin in his war."
France wanted to continue asking questions but Japan stopped him. "Mister France, please allow me to take over." Japan requested moving closer to Scotland. "You might want to exit the room."
France starred at Scotland for a long time before finally nodding and leaving.
"Those black marks be spreadin' quickly." Scotland called out. "Soon ye be consumed by them and England will have won."
It was true; the black mars were even more painful then before. They had taken over his entire torso and were starting to go up his neck. He could sense how close England was to his capital and he was only thankful that me managed to last this long to the English invasion. Though France wasn't going to pretend, he knew it was only a matter of time before being under total English reign. He wasn't going to win, it was impossible now.
France looked around the chamber of the catacomb he had now landed in. he seemed lost, maybe it was the shock of knowing that he would lose this battle and the consequences that would come with it. It would only be natural if England decided to take over his territory and expand himself. France shook his head; there was one last thing he had to do before he wouldn't be able to assist America any longer.
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"Doitsu! Doitsu!" Italy yelled frantically as he ran through Germany's house.
Germany stomped out of his room, Italy ran pass him three times before noticing him. "Mein gott…" Germany sighed. "What is it Italy?"
"Did you hear about what happened to Poland?" Italy asked jumping in the same place.
Germany was sceptical. "…What happen?"
"Russia invaded him!" Italy's tone was worried.
"What!" Germany roared. "How! When!"
"Yesterday," Italy answered appearing more and more worried. "Russia had a huge army and they entered from Lithuania and marched down to Warsaw!"
"I-in a day?"
Italy nodded. "What are we going to do! We can't go up against an army that strong!"
Germany sighed. "We have to fight to take back Poland," Germany instructed. "The best we can do is slow down Russia. I don't think we can stop him considering that we've sent a big portion of our army in America, but until America quickly solves this conflict with Canada all we can do is wait."
"B-but…" Italy started desperate to find another solution. "Can't we get more allies?"
Germany shook his head. "I don't think so." He admitted. "With how the war is going right now, most of the countries will be scared and won't want to do anything to get involved. Even if they break understandings and contracts with their current allies. They'll do all in their power to stay out of it."
"B-but that's not fair!" Italy cried. "We're going to get hurt really bad! I don't want to fight—"
"Italy!" Germany snapped. "Stop wining! This situation isn't pleasant for any of us! You need to fight as best as you can now!"
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America was now in his military uniform. He knew Canada was somewhere on the front line, but he didn't know where. He was going to wait until he was spotted and then move to that field. As he was waiting, he was going through some sort of starring contest with Kumajirou.
The bear was sitting on a chair facing him. From time to time, he would tilt his head to the side and ask:
"Who?"
"America…" America grumbled annoyed. "How does Canada put up with you?"
"I don't know." Kumajirou answered America's rhetorical question. "Maybe that's why he ran away and left that bad man."
America sighed and patted Kumajirou's head. "Why do you say such sad things?" He mumbled to himself.
There was a knock at his door and he figured it was a soldier to inform him that they had located Canada, but when he opened the door, he found France standing in front of him. He seemed worse then before.
"What are you doing?" America asked having a hard time believing France was actually standing in front of him.
"I need to tell you something about the unification process." France answered stepping into the house.
America glared at him. "I'm not unifying myself with Canada! I'm saving him!" America reminded in a hurt tone.
France nodded. "I know, it's just in case Canada manages to reach Washington." France explained taking a seat in the nearest chair he found. The bruise was exhausting him. "The process you have to go through is one of domination, you have to dominate Canada."
"How do you know about this?" America asked sceptically.
"I'm an old country, I've sent he unification process more than once." France admitted. "It's a pain when it's a friend…"
America stayed silent. "What does the process involve?"
France smiled softly. "You fancy your brother don't you?"
America blushed. "What does that have to do with anything?" He yelled, flustered.
"So it's a yes." France concluded ignoring what America previously said. America sighed and gestured France to go on. "The unification process if all about domination in the moment. From what I've seen, normally two countries have sex, but obviously one tops."
"I-I have to have sex with him!" America stuttered blushing all the more.
"Not in this case, or so I think." France continued to explain. "When I've seen the unification take place, normally the country about to be dominated was weakened and didn't have the strength to fight back. Canada is going to weaken you and then—"
"Have sex with me…" America mumbled, his blush seemed to glow as he thought about it. Even though it was more like rape, it still pleased him to have such a special experience with his brother, the object of his affection.
France managed to kick America hard enough to make him shriek in pain despite his pitiful state. "Imbécile!* I told you it wasn't necessarily going to be that!" France hissed. "The main rule of the process if to dominate. Dominate. If Canada finds another way to dominate you effectively but in a way that expresses some sort of love, it should still work."
"Love?" America repeated. "B-but you said that it's a pain to see it happen to a friend!"
"The unification is the equivalent of marriage." France explained. "It used to be an act of love but it only took so little time to turn it into something ugly."
"So… what do you think Canada will do?" America asked still blushing.
"Honestly." France thought for a moment. "The least sexual thing he can do to you is kiss you. That is probably what he'll end up doing."
"…So I need to dominate him in a kiss…?" America asked.
France only nodded before standing up again and heading back to the door. America followed him curiously.
"Where are you going?"
France stepped out the door and gestured to the taxi waiting patiently for him. "I need to go back home." France confessed.
"But you just got here." America argued.
"We're in war; they need me back home to lead them as well as I can." France stated smiling softly.
With that, he left into the taxi. America watched the taxi leave with a bad feeling that he forced himself to ignore.
Pain.
No, that was an understatement of what he suddenly felt.
This sudden agony to his jaw that he felt had been so excruciating he couldn't help a cry out and fall to his knees. He clutched his jaw tightly as if to muffle the source of his sufferings, but obviously, it didn't work. Thick metal tasting liquid filled his mouth and poured out of his mouth.
Something's going on…
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The troops Canada had been following had met up with an American troop that was defending the city of Chaumont. This was only a small obstacle to over come before getting to Watertown. That was their day's goal, the taking of Watertown.
Hong Kong doubted that they would be able to make it, he thought that the soldiers that were defending Chaumont would be able to push them back and they had to try again. Canada, on the other hand, was confident. He heard about Russia's amazing invasion of Poland. Canada had found new confidence in the Russian soldiers. Confidence that, Hon Kong thought, was misplaced.
As Hong Kong had thought, they spent most of the day fighting off the Americans and when Canada's troops were about to pull back, Canada commanded to take out the forbidden weapon.
Mustard gas.**
"Jiānádà!" Hong Kong raised his voice. "Y-you can't use that! The wind is blowing towards us! We'll be affected too!"
"I already thought of it." Reassured Canada as he showed the Chinese state a gas mask. "We'll be fine."
"Regardless!" Hong Kong shook his head in disapproval. "It was banned! Don't you remember?"
"All is fair in war." Canada stated. "No weapon used should be considered cowardice."
Canada gave the order to use the mustard gas the second every men had their mask on. In the next few minutes, they heard cries of pain and agony. For some reason, Canada enjoyed their screams.
They moved in and killed all the soldiers left resisting. Consequently, almost all of the people living in Watertown had consumed mustard gas and were doomed to die. Though, even if they could save them, Canada wouldn't.
* Imbecile in French
**During World War I, countries used a weapon called Mustard gas that was banned after the war was over. It was considered inhuman and an act of cowardice to use it. The effects of mustard gas were interesting. If someone absorbed it, it would burn the insides and if it touched the skin, it would burn it as well. The ones affected by mustard gas would most likely die a cruel and painful death since the chances of surviving were insanely low.
FUN FACT ABOUT MARRIAGE: Back in the old days (so like Shakespears's time and before) to be officially married it didn't take a contract, no my friends, the wedded couple had to have sex in the following year or else the marriage would be canceled.
OMG I REMEMBER SO MUCH FROM MY HISTORY CLASSES! I feel so proud of myself =w=
Here's the link to The Effects Of Global Warming: .net/s/7094831/1/The_Effects_Of_Global_Warming
Do enjoy 8D
I will stop writting what will happen next chapter because chances are I won't respect it...I also just remembered that Russia didn't attack Germany yet in this chapter...ANYWAYS! ALL THINGS TO PUT IN THE FOLLOWING CHAPTERS! But I have to say that World War III is nearing its end U_U
THOUGH IT'S STILL ON A ROLL NOW SO DON'T GO ASSUMING THINGS!
See you next Chapter :D