Chapter 1

~ Year 1397

I - a.k.a Sweden or Berwald Oxenstierna - felt very empty right now. I wasn't hungry and I surely didn't need to sleep. 'A shell,' I thought 'I feel like an empty shell'. I was known to be a great talker, but this was something I couldn't talk myself out of. Currently, I'm sitting right in front of my "brother" Denmark. On the table in between us, lies a paper. Not any kind of paper, but a paper that I need to sign. Or at least, that's what Denmark - or Mathias - says.

"Ya know, the three of us together will be invincible! Besides, ya already signed this eight years ago." Mathias said a while earlier. By the three of us, he meant himself, me and Lukas - a.k.a Norway. And by together he meant an Union. It's not like I don't want to, it's just that I don't think it is that great of an idea.

But there was nothing I could say, since Mathias army is standing right behind him. I know that if I protest, the army would try to walk it's way into Stockholm. And since Stockholm is the residence of my king, or boss, I would have no choice but to fight.

Mathias army was both bigger and stronger than mine. The Swedish army wasn't that bad of an army, but it just wasn't enough. No matter what I did, Mathias was always one step ahead of me.

"Berwald, ya know, I don't have that much time. Either ya sign this, or ya know what happens." Mathias tried to sound like he cared if I didn't sign. Of course, he didn't succeed that well.

Eight years earlier, I had signed the same paper, but it had yet to become public. That was what the paper in front of me was supposed to do. If I signed it, I would officially be in an Union with Mathias and Lukas.

I don't have a choice, so I take the quill and write my name above the line on the paper. I can see Mathias smile in the corner of my eye, but I ignore it. Mathias was always seen with a smile on his face, except when he was strangled by Lukas. Multiple times the Norwegian would strangle the Dane. Even I would feel a bit bad for Mathias, even if we weren't the bestest of friends.

"Ya don't talk much Ber, but ya are really smart! Ya sure as Hel know what to do to make it good for ya people." Mathias says with an overdramatic sigh.

"Sometimes it's the best to be quiet, Mathias" I reply. The Dane is as noisy as ever, and I could swear that Mathias entire army had heard their leader "talk".

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When I finally am alone, I found myself on my way to Stockholm. Or, the person known as Stockholm. Actually, the person known as Stockholm had a name, just like everyone else. But everyone still called her Stockholm, just because she easily blended in with the people in the city.

Just like me, Stockholm was quiet, shy and easily embarrassed. The only difference between us was the color of our hair, our eyes, our personality and 20 cm. I am 182 cm tall, blonde, have seagreen eyes and I am a very gentle person if I can say so myself. Stockholm is 162 cm tall, brunette, have silvery-blue eyes and could be very mean and intimidating sometimes. The difference could be stunning to people who just had met us.

"Sverige! God morgon!"* I snapped back to reality, just in time to find myself standing right in front of Stockholm. She looks at me like she is expecting something to happen, but she doesn't say anything.

"God morgon Stockholm! Is there anything you want?" I asks. Stockholm just shakes her head in response. But she still looks at me the way she had done before.

"Sverige, doyouwantotakeafikaandmaybetellmeaboutwhatyoudidwithMathias?" I have since long ago given up the idea try and tell Stockholm that she talked way to fast, since she would always deny it. Instead, I nowadays tried to decipher what she was saying. It takes awhile for me to do that, but it was the only thing I can do. 'And people say I'm hard to understand', I thought.

"Okej, I have nothing to do right now anyway"

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Yay, second chapter is here (or it is the first and at the same time the second). By the way, how do you like it so far? I woke up like 2 hours ago, so I'm still a bit sleepy, but enough about me.

I DON'T OWN HETALIA OR IT'S CHARACTERS! The only things I own is Stockholm and the story.

Sverige = Sweden

God morgon = Good morning

Thanks for reading! ( ^_^)/