Hi.
A crappy fight scene coming up guys, I suck so bad!
Anyway it's a bit sad as well, oh and Canada gets mad.
I don't own Hetalia
p.s. I checked this listening to requiem for a dream, pretty good song to read this chapter to
Bursting through the double door, Prussia almost knocked over his brother as he sprinted down the deserted corridor, paying no attention to those calling after him. Breathing heavily the albino skidded around the corner, almost falling over. As soon as he saw a black figure he sliced his sword, chopping off the figures arm.
The creature screeched, swiftly moving its other arm in a downwards motion, aiming for the Prussian neck. Bang! Ash showered over the albino as the bullet passed through the creatures head. America was pointing his gun at where the creature had once stood.
The young blonde was breathing heavily; he had his left arm wrapped around his torso, trying to supress the blood flowing from it. He quickly reloaded his gun before he switched targets to the next demon. "Watch out for their arms dude, they're like swords or something."
Now paying attention to the enemies he noticed that they looked like giant bugs. They were at least 7 foot tall; their antennae's added an extra foot. What the Prussian would describe them as, was big praying mantises. Their gigantic eyes burned as they fixed onto their target, raising their scythe like arms at the country.
Prussia dodged the various swipes at him, rolling on the floor to escape their attacks. He rose from the ground fining himself back to back with Australia. The Australian had a limp, but that wasn't holding him back as he reloaded the shotgun and aimed for the next creature. One of the giant bug launched at the Aussie as he was reloading. Just as Prussia was going to turn around and aid his friend, Australia had already thrown a boomerang; which hummed as it was charged with electricity.
Not even checking to see if the boomerang hit its target, the young nation finished reloading and held his hand out waiting for the weapon to return, before putting it back in his back pocket. France was fighting with his beloved Saber that he used when fighting England, it was always on him.
The French nation parried with the creature keeping them at bay. These demons were a lot faster than the one that they have fought previously, and were able to take more damage, before they died. France side stepped avoiding his arm from being chopped off, using his sword to catch the creature arm. In one swift movement France swiped the scythe away, in a circular motion he sliced the enemy in half. Good thing that he had so much practice in fighting with Britain.
Canada was hardly recognisable. He fought like an animal, all to protect the toddler that was struggling to breathe at his feet. Although the nation actions were violent he was careful to step around the child on the floor, keeping England between his legs, not letting any demon get close. The Canadian handled his assault rifle like a professional but had a crazed look in his eyes. Which said: You fucked with something important to me, now I am going to fuck with you.
One of the creatures sliced Canada's hand which just enraged him more, he was no longer aiming to kill, he was aiming to cause as much pain as possible and slowly die. "Right we need to get you losers somewhere safe. Whenever you get hurt it affects brows." Prussia yelled over the noise of the battle. Just about loud enough to be heard over the sound of guns firing; and metal clashing with metal.
Spain came dashing around the corner and didn't even hesitate before he took out his axe and started ploughing into the beasts. "What's going on Amigo?" he yelled leaving a cloud of ash behind him as he ran closer to his friend. "Toni, we need to get the youngsters away from here. There is something wrong with Brows, every time they get hurt he does too." Prussia bellowed, withdrawing his sword from a demon's body.
"What?! I aint going to run away from a fight, mate. The pommie can't feel his right hand anyway, if I get hurt he aint gonna hurt him." Australia yelled, reloading his gun again, one thing about a shot gun, you need to reload it a lot.
"Nien, we can't be sure if it does or not. Just because he can't feel it, doesn't mean that he doesn't do any harm to it. Now listen to the awesome me and get back to the operating room." The nations did as they were told and starting edging back towards the operating room, still fighting. Canada had scooped up Halo and was holding him in one arm while firing with the other. Mathew was alarmed at how little he felt from the tiny nation, he hadn't noticed until now that he was always able to feel England's life force through Halo, and at the moment it was extremely weak.
They edged their way down the corridor, the demons still following. The bad touch trio held of the majority off the creatures but they continued to follow the others. Russia was the first to see the others approaching, once he noticed the state of halo, his aura became extremely dark. A dark cloud hugged the large nation as he swaggered in to the upcoming onslaught. The cloud around him caused the creatures to momentarily freeze before he crushed their skulls with his pipe.
"How was the dude able to do that?" America whispered to Australia as they passed the smiling nation. Russia wished them luck before his attention turned to the battle in front of him. "All nations have magic, in them. Just have, to learn, how to, channel it." Halo panted looking at Canada with a worried look in his eyes, he would never get used to the boy looking blood thirsty.
"Mum, you're ok!" Australia almost cried at hearing Halo's voice. They didn't stoop though; they kept showering the demons with bullets as they made their way towards the double door. Germany didn't even demand for an explanation before he joined the others in battle. The German stood beside his brother shooting the ones behind Prussia had sliced. They fought together as if they had rehearsed a dance, their movements were harmonious.
America pushed the doors open stepping into the operating room, Canada and Australia were close behind. China had put a breathing mask over England's mouth, only the machines where keeping him alive.
"Aiya what happened to you 2!" China yelled once his eyes fell upon America and Australia, he didn't leave the angels side though. China looked hopefully towards the Italy brothers, Italy picking up on the Asian nations gaze and quickly got some things to treat the American and Australian.
Italy instructed America to sit down and rest against the wall as he saw to his wound. Romano decided to put himself in charge with caring for the Australian and told him to do the same as America.
Canada stared out of the small window of the door watching the battle between nations and demons. He growled as he felt Halo become even weaker, finding that he still had a bit of anger which he needed to release. Good thing that there was a target which he could channel his anger. The Purple eyed nation calmly walked over to the Green eyed nation on the floor and handed Australia a trembling Halo.
"I'll be back in a minuet eh. Don't worry I'll stay back I won't get injured I just need to kill some of these fuckers!" Canada left the room silently, finger teasing the trigger. They others didn't say anything they were too surprised at the Canadians actions. Australia understood what the nation was thinking, he was tempted to run after him and join in with the fun. Instead he looked down at the child in his arms and pulled him into a protective hug.
"What's going on out there dammit? I thought there were charms or some kind of shit to stop those bastards from smelling us or something." Romano had finished tending to Australia's leg and was now looking out of the window. He recognised the creatures from England's book, they were called Slicers. Apparently their weak points were their legs and their waist; however they were extremely fast and had hard skin (shell.)
"Blocks humans scent, not nations. Very difficult, scent to block." Halo mumbled into Australia's top, which couldn't be heard by anyone else but him, so he translated to the others. America stumbled closer to the angel on the steel bed, not really knowing what to do.
"90% complete. We will be able to leave soon; we will have to bring the breathing apparatus with us, but I don't think we will be able to bring back anything else." Japan informed the others looking slightly worried. Romano noticed that the other countries were getting closer to the door, the demons pushing them back. The Italian took out machine gun and motioned to his brother to do the same. "How long will it be until it's finished Japan?" he asked wearily slowly pushing the door open.
"About 10 minutes or so." The Asian answered finding that his hand was resting on his katana. Glowing lights burst through the door as soon as Romano had opened it fully. They didn't even explain what they were doing when they held hands and formed a circle above the angel. The Fairies glow grew brighter before light shot out of them like a fountain creating a dome. China, Japan, America and England were all inside the shield.
"This will keep the buggers out until the procedure is finished, mate. Just keep the little Pommie safe." Sydney explained from inside the dome, Australia stood holding Halo with one arm and wielding a boomerang in the other.
BAM!
The nations fell back into the room, demons tumbling in as well. America tried to sprint into action but found that he was trapped inside the dome of light. He pounded away at his prison screaming to break through. Australia placed Halo against the dome and stood in front of the tiny nation.
The demons kept pouring into the tiny room pushing the nations up closer to the dome. All they had to do was buy some time until they could leave, just a few more minutes. Spain was fighting closely to the Italian brother, he was well aware that they could hold their own, but wanted to be careful. Prussia was fighting in between Germany and France. Russia stood slightly in front of the other nations allowing his dark aura to cover the demons like a blanket of snow. The creature froze allowing the countries extra time to kill the things, before they got too close. Canada was firing rapid shots at the creatures, he was now aiming to kill rather than just severally injure.
"2 minutes left!" Japan informed the others, he too was frustrated as he was unable to fight. America was still hammering away at the dome, growing more and more frustrated as each second passed. His sky blue eyes went wide when a demon managed to slice at Russia's leg. The sliver haired nation fell to his knee, looking up in surprise at the upcoming threat.
One of the demons was looming above him; the creatures arm pointing down at the nations head. The dark figures eyes burned, its only intent was to kill, nothing more. The creature didn't know anything else. Resembling death; the demon struck downwards going for the kill. Russia smiled sweetly as death approached, knowing that he had died in battle. But it never came.
CLASH!
Halo had jumped in front of the Russia at the last second, using a sword to block the attack. The tiny nation's movements where sluggish, he pushed away the sword like arm. While Australia tried to figure out how miniature England had got around him, all the other nations stared wide eyed.
Unfortunately for the tiny nation, his movements had become too sluggish as he wasn't able to defend from the other sword like arm of the creature. The room fell into utter silence when the arm tore straight through the child's chest and out his back. All colour left his eyes, looking like a blank canvas. But no blood flowed from the tiny nation.
America's attention fell onto Angel England as soon as he saw the arm enter Halo's chest. The pale nation's body jerked as blood sprouted from his chest like a volcano. The crimson liquid quickly drowned the table and began spilling onto the floor. Blood started to pool out of England's slightly parted mouth colouring the mask red.
As the Slicer drew back its arm, Halo's body continued to hang in the air instead of dropping. Green flames burst out of the small body, engulfing all the demons. An ear piercing screech echoed throughout the hospital, which was followed by the gurgling of the dying creatures as they were devoured in the magic flames. The Flames quickly died down and it began to snow ash, which covered the once white tiled floor.
Halo's body began to fade turning into a ring. The ring's glow dimmed dramatically as it fell to the floor. The clang of the halo hitting the floor was simultaneously followed tone of a flat line.
The dome of light collapsed, freeing the captives from their prison; but no one moved. All the fairies landed onto blood stained chest. Japan remained silent not bothering to tell everyone that the procedure was now complete. No one knew what to do. They just stood in silence allowing themselves to get covered in ash.
The first person to break the silence was Italy as he began to quietly cry, burying his head into his brother's chest. France ran over to the dead blonde's side, he tried to move away some strands of hair that had fallen in front of the nation's closed eyes but broke down. He fell to his knees and began to cry.
Germany looked towards his brother for morale support to find tears that where trickling down the Prussians face. Spain was trying to soothe a crying Canada which had little effect as silent tears rolled down his cheek. Japan didn't know how to react; his body had frozen and shut off everything that was happening around him. He didn't even know whether he was crying or not.
America was holding the Brits cold hand, he was furious. He had failed he said that he was going to protect England and be his hero, and he had failed. Hot angry tears welled up in the corners of his eyes. Australia was on his knees looking at his hands. He was the one protecting Halo and he had managed to let the small nation pass him. He hated himself.
Russia had carefully picked up the halo and held it close to his chest. His face twisted in confusion when he felt something warm in his icy hands. He pulled the ring away from his chest and smiled. "China, I think that you will need to fix England's wounds da."
China looked at the nation as if he was insane but gasped once he realised something. He didn't feel the passing. Every time a nation died he would feel it but he didn't feel it just now that could only mean one thing. "Is the ring still glowing, aru?" China's lips tugged into a small smile.
Russia turned around holding his hand out so that everyone could see his hands. "Our comrade is still alive da."
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I was going to end this chapter on the flat line but thought that I was being too cruel.
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I don't like prying mantises they freak me out
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I might not update again this week as I'm catching up with the chapters that I have already written and I need to write faster.
I'm sorry this chapter is a bit of a downer, but it's not all doom and gloom. I mean how can I kill off the main character when the story isn't even finished.
Anyway thanks for reading. All of the Hetalia gang are mad at me so they won't be saying anything else this chapter, it's a bit lonely really.
"Guys the next chapter is happier I promise. don't stay mad at me, please."
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sigh, see you next time