Franada-girl97- Chapter 10 is up and ready ^^
England- Wow...you really weren't when you said you get more done...
Franada-girl97- You calling me a liar? T_T
England- N-no!
Russia- Seriously, I love her. She can scare people~
Franada-girl97- Aww! Thanks Russia.
America- Stupid Commie...
Franada-girl97- LEAVE HIM ALONE! He is depressed enough...
Japan-...while she heals from White Flame, she only owns the story...
Even If...
Ch.10: Guardian Angels
Alfred's P.O.V
"So...let me get this straight.", my brother told me as he, Francis, and I sat in my room, trying to make sense of all of this. Francis watching out for Arthur for some odd reason. "He got shot through the head by the asshole, and then as he fell, fifteen of these pure white feathers came off of his wings?"
"Yea...I mean...I understand why there pure white least...", I said as I adjusted myself in my computer chair, spinning around and around in it. What? He's an angel, there suppose to be pure of evil and all that shit. "I...don't understand why they came off of his back..."
"Well...it deals with the fact that a shot like that would have...killed any normal human..."
"...Huh?"
"You see...", Matty started as he pulled up a site on his laptop, and on the beginning page was an old statue of what humans in the past perceived as guardian angels. "Guardian angels normally can do their job from heaven, so this part of the legends never really get talked about...but..."
"But what? Mon Cher~"
"Well Francis...Some angels have to be sent down because the threat is to strong to deal with from above, either that, or they made the choice to come and live as a "mortal"."
"Why is mortal in quotes, Matthew?", I asked as I finally decided to get serious, and listen to this intently. "He...looks like any average human..."
"Alfred...he is still dead...", he told me as he scrolled down the page, and three pictures were shown with captions under each of them. "So he does have some wings...but as they suffer severe injuries, instead of dying...they lose feathers, one by one of each wing..."
"So right now, mon cher, Arthur has eighty-five feathers?"
"Depends, Alfred?"
"Yes?"
"Did Arthur ever suffer an injury before now?"
"He...got me out of the way of a...car..."
"I see...", he said as he walked over to my dear friend, Arthur, and took off his hoody, making him uncomfortable just based on the fact his eyebrows furrowed.
"BRO!"
"MON CHER!?"
"Just wait...", he told us as he ran a hand across this scar on his back that I had never noticed until just now...and suddenly his wings popped out. Oh...so that's what he was doing...
"There so...pretty..."
"I agree with Francis for once."
"...seventy-eight...seventy-nine...eighty.", my brother finished as he just got done counting the many feathers in Arthur's wings. "Eight feathers left...oh well. Better then nothing..."
"What...do these feathers mean bro?"
"Well...normally, as long as you get your job done, you get your wish, and if you didn't wish for life, you went to heaven...", he told us as he moved his muse around to click on the first image. "But that can change if certain things happen."
"Like...what?"
"First off...if he were to lose all of his feathers, all of them, until the count reached zero...", he started as he scrolled down a little to see more of the caption. I guess he thought we've seen the picture enough..."Two things can happen..."
"Really?"
"What can happen, mon cher?"
"Well...if he were to lose his last feather's protecting you, and saving you from whatever they needed to save you from...they'll simply go to heaven, difference being they don't get their wish..."
"And...the second option?"
"Well...if they lost all their feather's before completing their mission...", he started while looking over at Arthur for some reason. "They'll become a wingless fallen angel...and could die like any other human..."
"So...he turns human, mon cher?
"No...there is a difference. You see...if he dies as a fallen angel, he'll be judged before god again, this time though, it'll deal with if he failed or succeeded in his mission...and none of us will remember our time with him as an angle or a fallen angel.'"
"...what about the judging part again?"
"If he doesn't succeed, he'll go to hell Alfred."
"What!?", I cried out as I shot up from my seat on the computer chair, my eye's getting really wide. "He can't! He's already gone through his own hell!"
"I know Alfred! That's why we can't let that happen!", Francis finally popped in as he went up to my face. Wait...he knows about Artie? "I...knew him growing up...his family and mine were really close, and I would often go over to his house, especially on weekends when my parents could actually get some alone time."
"But...he was always hidden away...wasn't he?"
"...When I was five...two of Artie brother's, Aidan (A/N Aidan is Ireland), Dylan (A/N Dylan is Wales, and I were exploring...te house. When we came across this room that neither one of those two had ever seen before..."
"...Matty? Do you have anything else?"
"At the time...no. That's all I've been able to understand..."
"Francis...continue your story..."
"A-alright..."
Memory
Francis's P.O.V
"Haa...why can't we go outside! It is the summer time, after all.", Aidan said as we ran all over the house, trying our best to not knock over anything in the halls. Which I think is a little much to ask of five, eight, and 12 year old.
"Well, because it's over one hundred and ten degrees outside.", I told him as Dylan and I continued looking in all of the doors along the halls of this two floor house. "My parents said back when we were starting to move from France that stuff like this happens in Ameri
ca, and it's dangerous for people to be in that heat..."
"Never mind that...guys! I Finally found a locked door.", the oldest of us, Wales, said as he continued messing with the door knob, and never opened it."Guess I found where this key we found goes..."
"Shall we go in bro?"
"Sure..."
And when we opened it, we were met with a VERY unpleasant surprise.
Real World
Alfred's P.O.V
"So we found him in that room on that day...all beaten and frail...", Francis said as he looked over at Arthur with a worried glint in his eye's. "I...was one of the first non-family member's to know he died...and thought that before they told me the truth that his father killed him..."
"...That is horrible..."
"I know...Matty...", I started as I fixed Artie's hoodie. It really is horrible, especially how I have never seen his mom try to stop it in any of those memories. "It's...even more painful to actually get those memories..."
"By the way...Alfred?"
"Yea, Francis?"
"...Protect him..."
""W-why'd you say that?"
"Oh yea...he doesn't realize who his father is...", Matthew said as he turned away. Wait...they've seen that bastard of a dad!?
"Alfred?"
"What, again?"
"...His dad is still alive...in this very town...and lives in some apartment that right around here..."
"...H-huh?"
The man he's gained freedom...is that close to us?
"And...he knows about Arthur...being back on earth."
Franada-girl97- And yet another chapter written ^^
France- I knew him...
Franada-girl97- Come on, you have had to seen that coming...
America- yea...
England- ...my dad is near by?
Franada-girl97- Yep...
America- This is going to turn out shitty...R&R if you want to see more...
CONTEST TIME!
This contest will be for both of my biggest stories at the time. (Even If and The Lost Spade)
The entry will have to deal with drawing, so all drawer's gather around.
There are three way's you can enter your piece!
1) It may be a drawing of a scene from the actual story. Meaning anything that has happened up till now.
2) A cover image. This One will be categorized as an image that shows aspects of the story, but does not give away any major spoilers.
3) A drawing of something you think may happen. So like a prediction ^^
There will be three places.
Third place shall get any idea they have for either story added in some, shape, or form.
Second place will get a one-shot of there choice for the Hetalia fandom, meaning you chose the category and characters/couples.
And first place shall get a one-shot too, plus shall receive, if they wish, insight on what I see ahead for the stories. So they'll know a little more about what's to come depending on which story they want to know about.
And if any of the winners did a cover, the highest placing one will get there cover as the real cover for the fanfic (If they so wish to have it posted.)
The deadline in November 15, a month from when this was first posted.
And when you have an entry, PM me, an I'll give you my Email so you can send me the picture through there ^^
Best of luck to you all, and hope you guys have a wonderful day ^^