I'm back with inspiration for the sequel! I rpomised I'd be back, and here I am! Hahaha!
*cough* Eh-hem. Anyway, I have a preview of the sequel for you guys. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia. Only Adela and this (slightly insane) OC
Warnings: slight insanity, suggestions of attempted murder, mentions of blood, mentions of murder
Song of the Chapter: The Woman I Love by Jason Mraz
Berlin, Germany
April 5, 2002
15:56 (3:56) PM
He crouched low to the ground. He couldn't help but smile, yet again; after all, he was back in his element! The thrill, the energy, the blood!
He was grateful to Father for letting him hunt this girl down. After all, he had failed at killing a target one time before. If he ever saw Ludwig Beilschmidt again, it would be too soon.
He shook those thoughts out of his head. He needed to focus on the task at hand: killing the traitor.
It had been quite easy to get into the government building. Surprisingly, there seemed to be only one meeting going on in the entire building; so naturally, it was the meeting where his target was.
He slipped around the halls, sliding into shadows the moment a guard passed. Unlike most assassins, he knew the value of duck-and-cover.
He had reached his goal with little trouble. He smirked, then used footholds in the wall to climb up to the ventilation shaft. He used a paper clip to unscrew it, then slipped in, placing the grate back where it was supposed to be.
He easily maneuvered to the next ventilation grate, and looked down into it.
He smirked, finding his target almost immediately. A girl from Spanish decent, with beautiful green eyes and excellent curves. She was wearing her normal trench coat and black clothes with combat boots.
He smirked, then started to unscrew the grate. A voice was talking down below, a loud and exuberant one, when another voice cut him off.
He stopped cold. He knew that voice. He looked back down into the grate, and saw that his target and the exuberant man were not the only people in the room. In fact, there was seven other people in the room with them.
His heart stopped. There was the Italian that had almost killed him for stabbing Ludwig. There was the Japanese man that had stalked him for ages, even after he had failed to kill Ludwig.
And there, in the middle of both of them, yelling loudly, was his former target.
So, I'm having a slight problem. Actually, more than slight. I can't decide on a title for a sequel to The Hitwoman.
Scratch that. I can't think of a title.
If you guys could think of a title for me, then I'd have the new story up in a couple days! I'm already nearly done with the first chapter (yay~! AdelaXAmerica feels~!), so what I really need is an idea for a title. Any suggestions?
Thanks for reading! This will be the last chapter on this story, sadly... But this is a preview! Send me suggestions, please~!
~PurpleLuna98
