Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters presented in Hetalia.

Authors Note: This fanfic was inspired by the art in the cover image. I do not own the picture but it inspires me enough to write a fanfic about it. I do not know if a fanfic of this already exists, however, this is my version and I hope you enjoy it!

Darkness. That's all I can remember. A darkness that seemed to suck me in, no light able to penetrate through. At first, I was a little scared. After all, I had no idea where I was and my memory was so foggy. I could hardly remember how I got in this situation in the first place. How did I get here...?

I remember... I remember a rabbit. Yes, one with white fur like my hair. White fur and... eyes like mine. It was hopping along and I was following it.

"Gilbert! Don't travel too far!" A voice called out. "Just get the wood und come straight back!"

My father... He had said something to me. What did he say...?

"A rabbit's foot, if cut off, can bring you good luck, Gilbert." My father's voice was deep, firm, and although he could sound harsh, it was somehow comforting. "Rabbits are very fast though, so they're hard to catch."

A rabbits foot... I must have been trying to catch that rabbit to get it's foot. So... Why was everything so dark...?

There was a rustling noise. White fur. It was the rabbit! I would quickly scramble to my feet and rush over to the quick moving creature. My hand extending forwards, grabbing onto the silky, soft fur and pulling only to hear a yelp. What the hell?

"Let go of me!" The creature insisted, its voice deeper than my own.

I would let go instantly, frightened of how the thing could speak. "Rabbits don't speak!" I insisted, a part of me wondering if this was just a dream. I moved my now free hand to the underside of my arm and gave it a light pinch.

"Shit!" I would say loudly, my skin stinging slightly from where I had pinched myself. This was not a dream…

"Watch your language." The rabbit-being snapped, sounding much like my father's voice. Impossible! My father was not a rabbit!

"Who are you?" I asked, a slight tone of fear rising in my voice. There was no response. The rabbit had begun to rush off once again. I could tell due to the noise it was making and the fur was light enough to see in the dark. I followed instantly, trying to keep up.

As I followed the white rabbit, I began to notice a white light ahead. The rabbit moved faster and so did I. The light was coming closer and closer. So fast and I hardly seemed to care. I wanted to find out what exactly that talking 'rabbit' was. So I ran until I ran out into an opening, the light temporarily blinding me. I couldn't see a thing.

I plopped onto the ground, rubbing my sore eyes. I never could see well outside and the light always burnt my skin easily. My father said it was because I was special. But my skin felt fine and soon enough, I was able to see with no problem. Sure, the sun was out and normally I would have to be extra careful, putting ointment on myself and making sure to stay in the shade long enough so I didn't burn. But I felt fine. It was warm and comfortable. I could see without squinting. And the rabbit!

The rabbit had left. I looked around, puzzled by my new surroundings. There were tall, beautiful flowers all around me and a lovely forest up ahead. I looked behind me, trying to find where I came from but the hole from which I had exited had disappeared. Rather than dwelling on the issue for too long, I stood up and began to walk towards the forest. After all, where else could that pesky rabbit have gone?

Authors Note: I hope you enjoyed this chapter so far! Please rate and review and follow and favorite if you'd like! I love hearing what you have to say and if anyone has any speculations or comments, feel free to ask me! I hope you stick around for the next chapter!