Faling Threw the Cracks

by Chaotic Lesbian

The world once against turns to war as yet another World War breaks out. However, Nobody knows who started it. Many claimed it was people that look like the countries so the blame was quickly transferred to 2ps. But it's not them... who else could it be? Mostly in the Nordics P.O.V. and rated M for language and violence... I think? This is a bad description...

2. You found me

MJ: Yeah! My turn! Well I hope you enjoy! Fair warning their might be disturbing scenes-ish?

CL: WE DON'T OWN HETALIA! But we wish we did!

"Help...us..."

It still rang through Denmark's head. He would recognize that voice anywhere.

Netherlands... The thought alone made Denmark shiver and definitely not the good ones. Then they found out why he called. It left him with nightmares even after all this time.

And this was four months ago.

When they arrived to help it was already to late. Netherlands had been completely demolish, the only thing left where small pieces of buildings, ashes, fires, burnt plants and rubbish. Denmark went into a state of shock and tears slowly found their way out. He fiercely rub them away, hoping nobody saw them.

But they did. They just ignored it for the Dane's sake. They search through the new-found wasteland trying to give each other hope, but mostly Denmark, hope that he was still alive. After hours of searching and rubbish failing on top of them they came across a scarf. A blue and white one.

The scarf had blood stains leaving obvious marks that the fallen country had fought before going down. "G-guys!" The turned their heads towards the Finnish country. " You might want to see this."

Sweden was the first one to go. More worried for his 'wife' then the object he found. But when he did saw it his eyes widen and his mouth opened slightly. Seeing the complete change of mood the others hastily followed. The sight made Iceland want to vomit, Denmark to curl up in a corner and cry and Norway gulp and break his stoic expression. "Dear god.." Iceland turned around and vomited out his lunch.

They had found Netherlands' head. It look like it was cut off at the very bottom of the neck. Dried blood surrounded the neck and it was slowly decomposing. But the most disturbing sight was the eyes.

They were gone.

It was Denmark's turn to throw up. Norway squatted down and inspected it. "It looks like it was rip off." Sweden followed the blond country and squatted next to him.

"Yeah... and the eyes." Finland gasp and put a hand over his mouth. "What is it?" He pointed to a figure out in the distant holding a bloody sword and a smirk on their face.

"My, my. All of you at once. Should I be happy or scared?" The it slowly turned into a she.

And she look exactly like Netherlands.

Slowly the memory slip away from him. Only remembering the last line she said.

"You are all in danger... We'll be coming after you next."

MJ: Well I hope you enjoyed my first ever chapter. YAY

CL: Until next time.. maybe.