We Once Had Everything:

Hey guys! So, here's another chapter! Sorry if it's kind of late but it has kind of become a bad habit for me to not write as much anymore and I'm trying my best to break it. Also, please excuse if my story telling skills have gone a bit rusty because of this and hopefully it doesn't affect how the chapter would turn out.

Important thing to mention is that this story will rather be… out of order. I have found out in my previous story that I had started that I am not good at continuing a story with the same character's point of view and I start to get tired of it soooo…. This is how it's going to work. To avoid me getting tired of writing with the same character I have decided that with each new chapter, I will try to incorporate a different character's point of view so both you and I would hopefully, not get bored. Also because of the different POVs, the story will not exactly be in a specific order. So one POV might be from just after the outbreak and another might be 2 years after and so on so forth.

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia and all rights are owned by their respective owners.

With that said, Own with the show!

We all lost something special to us when the pandemic broke loose and well I couldn't help but feel kind of jealous whenever our group encountered people who had family and friends with them. Personally I, never really had anything to loose. My parents were long gone before this incident and I was an only child, I also never had any pets. I guess the most that I did loose was my tea and books and it did hurt a little bit when one of our group members… passed on. However, those feelings of longing soon disappeared and I guess I was just a shell. All emotion and feeling just seemed to never occur to me anymore, well so I thought. Our group over the few months have grown and shrank, the few of us that hadn't befallen the fate of the others, I had no doubt were the strongest but even among the strong there are those who's will to live is weaker.

Elizabeta's POV

The first few moments of the breakout was a living hell, my body told me to run but I just stood there gaping, even when Roderich had told me to hide. I was just in shock. Everything around me moved in slow motion and I watched emotionlessly as innocent bystanders, families with children, all die, slaughtered by a crimson fog. That memory haunts me up to this day and I guess I was just happy. Happy that I wasn't killed, that the man I loved wasn't killed. I felt selfish about living while those millions of people died. It wasn't right.

I glanced at Roderich who was sitting on a box in front of me. His purple eyes were looking at me through his square glasses and his eyebrows were arched upwards in a worried expression. I must have been a making a face as to have caught his attention so I gave him a slight smile to show him that I was ok. Roderich however, knew me far too well. He stood up from his box and pried a hand free from the chain across my chest that was my arms.

"What is worrying you Elizabeta?"

I shook my head and flashed him another smile, "I'm fine don't worry about me."

Roderich squeezed my hand, his worried expression deepened, "You are definitely not fine! Whatever is bothering you, you should tell me. It is better for you to speak your feelings than keeping it all bottled up inside."

I knew what he said was true but I just couldn't confide in him what I felt. I didn't want to impose on him the dark cloud that was hovering above me. In other words, I just didn't want him to feel sad, or worried for that matter. That's why I always tried my best to hide what I truly felt I guess, in the end, all secrets are found out eventually right? I felt Roderich give my hand another squeeze and I looked up at him. His face had discarded all the worry and a serious, almost angry face took its place.

"I swear if I had my piano, I would have played the loveliest melody to ease all of those things that worried you!"

I smiled and this time it was a genuine smile. It was one of the sweetest things he had ever said to me in the past few months and to be honest, I wasn't in the least bit annoyed. Roderich loves his music and he has been barraging us with non-stop complaints about how we should have gotten a radio or how we should have a musical instrument or something. I didn't mind though if the music related compliment was headed towards me. I opened my mouth to tell him that it was the sweetest thing ever when a particular annoying person just happens to ruin the mood.

"Shut up with your stupid music crap already!"

I gave a frustrated sigh and turned around to face the all too familiar, all too annoying, red-eyed, albino. He stood with his hands planted on his hips and an annoyed smirk was splayed out across his face.

"It's just so un-AWESOME!" he threw his hands in the air as if to emphasize the word 'awesome'. I took a deep breath, held it and released. If Roderich wasn't there I would have pummelled him to death already but since I didn't want to look bad, I refrained from doing so.

"What is it that you want Gilbert?" I had said with the sweetest voice I could muster.

"I want you to shut your boyfriend's mouth over there," he pointed at Roderich. "I wouldn't mind his voice so much if he actually did something useful but he doesn't. He just sits there and moans all day!"

That was the last straw! I didn't care if I looked bad in front of Roderich, I was going to beat the red out of his eyes! I was just about to utterly destroy his face when I felt Roderich pull me back. I had forgotten that our hands were still connected. I looked back at him, a questioning look on my face, "What did you do that for?"

He looked back at me with a sad smile on his face, "He's right you know. I am useless."

There it was, the face that crushed my soul, the face that I never wanted to see him make. I sighed, I wanted with all my heart to kill Gilbert at that moment but I figured it would be best if I consoled Roderich first. I placed my hand on his cheek and started to caress it slowly, "Don't you ever, EVER say that you are useless. Quite in fact you are more useful than that stupid, good for nothing, lazy, inconsiderate, ass and not to mention NOT AWESOME!"

I turned around to catch his reaction at that last retort and I smirked as I saw him flinch. I knew how vain and self-centred he was and that last retort would hit him hard. I watched his face turn into a panicked, angry mess and he shouted, "That's not true! I am Awesome!"

"Nu uh!" I jeered. "Uh huh!" he insisted and we bickered like children until Ludwig walked in, gun in hand.

"That's it!" he screamed in his strong German accent. "I've had enough with your bickering! Gilbert if you have nothing to do you might as well do something useful! Go scout the perimeter and check if it's safe! Also, bring back any supplies you may find!"

I started to giggle as Gilbert face turned into a face of disbelief. It always made me laugh at how Ludwig, Gilbert's younger brother, had more authority than Gilbert himself. The two brothers were just so different that if you didn't know them, you wouldn't think that they were related at all. My musing however was cut as Ludwig commanded Roderich and me to accompany his brother.

"What! Why do we have to go!" I argued.

Ludwig adjusted the gun in his hands and gave me a hard look, "You were making just as much of a ruckus as my brother." I started to detest but he just shouted for us to go and we ended up being stuck with the annoying red-eyed albino.

The trip was filled with much bickering between Gilbert and I, mostly complaining and blaming on my part. When we got fed up with each other we decided to take a break though, it was probably not the best idea in the world considering we were in monster infested territory. I sat down on the ground my back facing towards the white haired German while he did the same and that left Roderich sighing and sitting down in between the both of us. We sat in complete silence for a few moments before I heard someone shift. I looked behind me to see who it could be and found Gilbert standing. I figured that it was probably time to get going after all it was a dangerous place to throw a tantrum and act childish but before I had the chance to get up, Gilbert had already started to walk away.

"Hey Gil!" I shouted after him but he just continued on walking as if he didn't hear me. I scrambled up to my feet, Roderich did the same and we ended up silently following Gilbert. I felt like a stalker as I glared into his back. Where on earth was he going? We already wandered far enough from camp and I didn't think it would be safe to go out any further. However, that stubborn jerk in front of us wouldn't listen and turn back. He wouldn't even respond to my jests, which I found rather odd. It was like he was in a trance. We walked on for what seemed like ages and Gilbert didn't look like he was going to give up the charade so I decided to try and stop it. I reached out to grab his hand and as soon as I was about to make contact, his hand jerked away as he began to run.

Alright guys! I hope you all enjoyed the story being told in Elizabeta's perspective. Also, I had to cut the the story in half as so you guys wouldn't have to scroll down so far to read the entire thing so there would be a part two. Also I did warn you guys in the summary that it was misleading but I will try and get a story with Alfred's and Kiku's point of views up quickly so the story would seem less misleading. Anyways hope you guys stick around for part 2!