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December 25, 2011
"I'm telling you aru! She won't wake up Russia! Romania took almost all her blood, that KILLS humans aru!" Bianca faintly heard China shouting. 'Gah my head hurts. Wait…Romania? Oh yeah…that happened.' Bianca moaned and opened her eyes, squinting against the bright light.
"Bianca is strong Yao. She will live." She heard Russia shout back.
"Russia?" She weakly called. There was a silence before the door slammed open, Russia and China running in. Bianca finally realized where she was. It looked like a hospital room, she was plugged into a iv and everything. But…wasn't she at Finland's?
"Bianca! Are you alright?" Russia asked. Bianca nodded.
"Other than a major headache yeah." China was muttering to himself, flipping through doctor's notes and messing with the computer.
"This is impossible aru! Normal human's should be dead right now aru!" China muttered. Bianca sighed.
"Did America not tell you what we were talking about before Romania went all vampire on me? I heal fast. Uncle Edward said it was a medical disease that hasn't been discovered yet. I spent most of my childhood hooked up to medical equipment and getting my blood drawn. Now can you take this thing off me!" Bianca snapped. China and Russia stared at her.
"China, take the IV out. I need to talk to Germany." Russia stood up and left. China sighed and carefully took out the IV. Bianca sat up, rubbing her arm.
"Wait! Where's my bunny!?" She asked. China pointed over to the seat by the door and Bianca ran over.
"Careful aru! You still…." China began as Bianca passed out.
"lost a lot of blood…." China muttered. He sighed and picked up Bianca, lying her down on the bed. He grabbed the bunny and gave it to her, covering her with the blankets. China left the room, leaving Bianca alone to sleep peacefully.
Later…
Bianca yawned as she woke up. She noticed she was holding the bunny doll and hugged it tight. She saw America, asleep on the chair in the room. She giggled and turned the bunny doll so it was facing her.
"Hm…I need to give you a name. I already have a bear named America the Second…." Bianca thought carefully. She grinned.
"I know! I'll name you: Vanya! Ukraine called Russia that one time and it seems cute!" Bianca hugged the newly-named Vanya as Russia walked in, smacking America to wake him up.
"OW! Dude, uncalled for. Oh hey, she's awake." America rubbed his arm where Russia had hit it. Russia sat down next to the bed and Bianca sat up.
"Ciao! So, what did you want with Germany?" Bianca asked.
"A copy of your family tree. Let's say… it's very interesting." Russia said. America sat up straighter at this. Bianca cocked her head.
"What do you mean, 'interesting'?" She asked. Russia sighed.
"Well, let's start at the beginning, da? See, we nations have things called 'conquer lists' that basically say who we had sex with and such." Bianca buried her face in her bunny doll.
"Ew! Why would you do that?" She asked, muffled by the doll. America laughed.
"Because, we need to keep track. If someone who already did it with one nation got married to someone who also had a different nation's DNA in it, then we'd be in trouble." America explained. Bianca looked up, confused.
"Let's say I did it with a woman, and Russia here did it with a woman too. If my date had a son, who got married to Russia's date, and they had a kid, that kid would be half blood. We try not to have half-bloods. They can cause a lot of problems." America explained some more. Bianca frowned.
"Why? Just because they have two nation DNA in them?" Russia shook his head.
"some half-bloods have…mutations. For example, your grandfather, David, could heal himself, but aged normally, so we let him go. Your great-aunt Annie was a half-blood too, but she had no mutation so she was fine…more or less." Russia added at a look from America. Bianca gaped.
"Wait. You think…I'm a half-blood? And I have the same healing thingy as Grandpa? That's….weird." She looked away. Russia sighed.
"Well…that brings us to another problem." She and America both gave him confused looks.
"You see, simply from your mother's side, you have DNA from France and Romano." He began. Bianca paled.
"Wait. So I'm like, their granddaughter? EW FRANCE WAS FLIRTING WITH ME!" Bianca shoved her head back into her rabbit.
"That's not all. On your father's side…it appears you have some more." Russia continued. Bianca whipped up, staring in shock at Russia.
"What?! Who else could….no way." Bianca remembered the first time she had shared her family tree with nations.
"Da. Italy and Prussia also. This could be bad, having 4 Nations DNA in one body." Russia finished. America was silent.
"Wait. So…did Uncle Edward know about this?" Bianca asked. Russia and America exchanged a look.
"We're not sure. Edward Parker has met us before, but he was a small child back then and we don't know if he remembers us or not. He and his sister were unfortunately involved in a…situation…and ended up orphaned, being raised by Annie." America finally said.
"But, according to China… healing isn't the only mutation you have." Russia suddenly said. Bianca's mouth dropped.
"I'm worried but…what's the other one?" Bianca asked. Russia sighed.
"Well, you know how you look younger than you actually are?" He began. Bianca began to nod but froze.
"No way." America was shocked too. Russia nodded.
"Da. It seems Bianca ages abnormally slow. At least 5 years slower. This is causing quite an uproar among the nations who have reached the same conclusion as us." Russia explained. Bianca groaned and fell back into the bed.
"I just wanted to be a nice person and put fucking flowers on a grave in fucking Berlin. And now all of this fucking happens. Just my fucking luck!" Bianca muttered into her rabbit. America laughed.
"Don't worry. You got the hero on your side. And Russia. And we never agree on anything so you got a pretty good chance with living." America reassured her. Bianca sat up again and moved to stand up.
"Bianca, you still have loss a lot of blood. You need sugar. I'm sure someone will be in here with cookies or something in a sec so just chill." Russia pushed her back into the bed as America talked. Bianca frowned.
"People are talking about killing me right now and you want me to RELAX?!" She scowled at America, who grinned.
"Yup. Now…" "NIPOTE!" the door flew open and Italy flew in, tackling Bianca in a hug.
"Italy! Can't breathe!" Bianca mumbled from underneath the Italian. Russia grabbed the back of his collar and pulled him off her. Romano walked in, holding a tray of cookies and apple juice.
"You two, fuck off. We need to talk to our nipote!" Romano scowled. Russia and America got up and left willingly. Romano set the tray down on the table next to Bianca, who began to eat, and Italy sat down on the bed next to her.
"Ve~ It's weird to know me and Romano both have the same nipote." Italy munched happily on a cookie he took from the tray. Romano scowled.
"You're the one who didn't pay attention to the fucking conquer list. Not to mention now France is talking about a fucking foursome!" Romano shuddered. Italy grinned.
"A foursome? As in You two, plus France and Gilbert? First off, that's partially incest so ew. Secondly, Romano wouldn't cheat on Spain." Bianca grinned at Romano's blush as she ate another cookie.
"I- I can't cheat on someone I don't love! Fucking tomato bastard…" Italy and Bianca laughed at Romano's reaction.
"Are we not allowed in or can we visit our Enkelin as well?" Prussia grinned as he opened the door.
"If you two are coming in, I'm fucking leaving!" Romano stood up and stalked out.
"Mon cher, we should bond as a family." "FUCK OFF! SPPAAAIIN!" Bianca heard Romano's shouts grow gradually farther away as France and Prussia walked into the room.
"So, you're the awesome relative of the awesome me." Prussia grinned as he took the seat Romano had vacated. France stayed standing leaning against the wall.
"Uh I guess so. By the way France, since we're related you better stay away from my fucking ass, understand that?" Bianca scowled at France, who winked.
"Mon Cher, it is amour, you cannot prevent it from spreading." France drawled. Bianca shuddered and Prussia shot France a glare.
"Yo France? It's cool we're related, but leave your 'amour' far away from our Enkelin. That's freaky, gross, and wrong. Oh, by the way Bianca, Hungary is working on cleaning your dress…blood is really hard to get out apparently. Oh, and Romania says he's sorry… apparently he hasn't fed in a while and well…vampires, blood. You know what happened next." Prussia grinned sheepishly. Bianca sighed.
"So…Russia and America mentioned that the others are pretty much arguing for my death. Again." Bianca muttered. Prussia sighed and ran his hand through his hair.
"Well…yeah pretty much. But hey, look at the bright side! You don't have to fight anyone because it's been over 40 years since there was an empire! Last time Turkey was still there, you know, Ottoman Empire, but now the rules are different." Prussia grinned. Bianca cocked her head.
"Last time? What 'last time'?" Bianca asked.
"Ve~ Annie! She had to duel Japan and it was scary! In the end, Russia found a loophole so she got to live until her late 40s, then Russia killed her!" Italy explained before France or Prussia could stop him. Bianca gaped.
"R-Russia?! He…killed Aunt Annie?! HE'S THE FUCKING REASON ALL OF THIS IS HAPPENING?!" Bianca began to scream with anger. Prussia flinched.
"Mon cher, what do you mean 'the reason'? Sure he killed your great-aunt, but I don't see how that has anything to do with right now." France asked, confused. Bianca scowled.
"Because! After Great-Aunt Annie was murdered, Aunt Caroline died in a car crash on the way to the funeral! Uncle Edward snapped and didn't talk to anyone in the family! In fact, he didn't talk to anyone until he met his wife, Jasmine and had Rosa, Charles, and Elliot. Once Jasmine died, he was pretty much insane and hell-bent on hunting imaginary monsters that don't fucking exist!" Bianca ranted. The three nations stared at her in shock.
"W-well Russia was just… look it was either Russia did it or Turkey, and Turkey would've killed her much more painfully!" Prussia tried to fix the situation, but a glare from Bianca shut him up.
"Where the fuck is Russia?" Bianca stood up, ignoring Prussia's protests and shoved France out of the way, stalking out the door. The three nations followed her, but she had a head start. She saw Russia and stalked up to him.
"Russia?" She asked sweetly. Russia turned and was greeted with a punch to the face. Bianca swore and rubbed her hand. Russia scowled and turned.
"What was that for?!" He snapped. Bianca scowled.
"You fucking pretend to be all nice when in fact you're a fucking murderer!" She screamed. Prussia had caught up and was holding her back now. Russia stared at her in shock.
"Comrade. We are nations that are immortal. What do you think we do during wartimes, sit still and twiddle our thumbs?" He cocked his head. Bianca had tears of rage, fury, and shock running down her cheek.
"YOU FUCKING KILLED MY GREAT-AUNT ANNIE!" She screamed. Russia froze and Bianca started sobbing. Prussia held her and rubbed her back.
"Italy spilled on accident." He explained. Russia sighed.
"Comrade. I assure you, I did not want to do it. But, I had no choice. I made it as painless as possible." He said softly. Bianca looked up at him and backed away.
"Painless? T-there was blood splattered everywhere! You left the fucking weapon! YOU USED A FUCKING PIPE! Y-you….I don't even know you anymore." Bianca ran off, sobbing.
"H-hey! Bianca!" Prussia shot Russia and apologetic look before running off after Bianca. Russia sighed.
"She doesn't understand aru. She will soon." China reassured him.
"Anya did the same thing when she found out the truth. She was killed the next day." Russia said bitterly.
"Bianca Rossi is not Anastasia Romanov Russia. She is different aru." China said sternly.
"I hope so." Russia looked sadly in the direction Bianca ran off in.
Awww…. Poor Russia. Short chapter is short, sorry : ( I ran out of ideas. Review for yummy cookies and juice!
Nipote- granddaughter-Italian
Enkelin- granddaughter- German
Mon cher- my dear- French
Amour- love- French
