Note from Catskid100- This is very Important.
Wow, long time no see huh? Well I'm so SO SO sorry for leaving for so long! I've decided to not cancel the challenge. Because well you see, I've fallen out of the Hetalia fandom. It's a sad but true fact. And my life isn't as fun anymore without it. Who knew Hetalia coudl change someone's life? haha. Well it did for me. And I love it too much to let go of it completely. I'm updating this to help me get back into fandom, and also because it's not fair to everyone who's following this.
I originally started this challenge so I could read good fanfiction by great authors, and that was enough for me. I also wanted to be able to help people improve and expand their writing. And I still want to do that. I don't want to give up. This challenge has give me, and others so much joy. And the reviews you all give just make me so happy. When I got your concerned reviews telling me not to quit, I was so happy. Because well, the challenge was dying, and I firmly believed that the Hetalia fandom itself at the time was dying too. And I couldn't handle that. The haters just seemed to increase every day... but I've regained confidence. The fandom is not dying! It's still strong! I know that because hundreds of fanfics are uploaded each day! And you know, who cares about the haters? I don't want the fandom to die, I'm going to help it, and updating this is a way to help!
I've also been shocked to know that this challenge is being spread around! I've met a few people on gaia and such that know about this. And it's even been called a MEME! which makes my LIFE! Oh gosh! Of course it's not as popular as the kink meme, god no. But having it being spread around makes me the happiest girl on earth. I want everyone to know about this, because like I said, it's a way to keep the fandom from dying! So thank you all for reading these fics, signing up, and just spreading the word!
For the first time in god knows when the list has been updated! If you're name is missing, and I didnt PM you as to why, please contact me! I'll try to add more pairings soon! so bare with me people!
And so now, with all that said, I apologize once more, and please enjoy the first chapter of DeepBlueInk's America x Egypt fanfic. If you want to follow it, please go review to it and subscribe on DeepBlueInk's page!
Pairing: America x Egypt
Title: Desert Sun
Rating: T
The old merchant who lived near the marketplace claimed He was an omen, a warning from Allah to lower prices on imported goods. Gupta's sister-in-law swore he was a barbarian god, sent by foreign countires to obliterate the crop fields. Even the Pharaoh himself held secret forebodings of the Mysterious Man From the Sky, quietly confessing that he saw several brilliant red bolts shoot into the heavens upon the Thing's contact with the land.
Soon, the Pharoah sent his people to investigate. Despite their fear of the wild fire, curious masses began swarming at the far edges of the great crater. At first, the wicked smoke blew in their eyes and obscured the Thing. But when it cleared, however, some of them wished they hadn't seen it at all.
There was something truly-and horrifyingly-amazing to see in the deep recesses of the coal-encrusted pit. A body burned almost beyond recognition, but for the odd tufts of gold hair dwindling upon Its head and the glistening glass shielding Its eyes.
Children tied swatches of yellow corn silk to their heads and chased each other in the Barbarian game; Gupta's friends dared each other for glimpses. Mothers made signs to ward off the evil eye, farmers shook amulets, and the Pharoah's concubines swooned. The Thing was mostly likely evil, yes; but it was really something exciting to behold.
Yes; Gupta grunted, nudging the sweat off his shoulders. He hefted the singed flesh more securely around his shoulders, wincing. The Thing really wassomething special, if the Pharoah wanted Gupta to carry It the whole way through the marketplace, up the ridiculously steep street, and through the doors to the palace for him to prod and eyeball at.
All his life as Pharoah's friend, Gupta had never seen a corpse, let alone touch one. Now, he did both; and this one was heavy. As the weary Egyptian servant trudged along the road, his loathsome burden wrapped in gauze and propped upon his tense shoulders, he allowed himself a rare grimace to stretch along his face.
Gupta Muhammad Hassan was not a lucky man.
OW OW OW OW OW-
His hair was growing back-
Glasses-glasses still there. What was that sound? Snakes?
No. Voices, maybe...gibberish or, or something...no, no.
He's regenerating. Regenerate. Skin, ears, left foot...there.
He can see now.