HETALIA - AGAINST ALL ODDS

HETALIA

AGAINST ALL ODDS

Warning: Some Angst may be added.

Disclaimer: I do not Own Hetalia it belongs to Mister Hidekaz Himaruya, okay I’ll shut up now. So enjoy reading (Get Bricked)

NOTE: ACCENTS ARE NOT INCLUDED. OH! IT WILL BE A TWO OR THREE OR FOUR CHAPTERS OKAY?

NOTE 2: APPARENTLY WHILE I WAS IN THE CHATS ONE OF A HRE/GERMANY X ITALY FAN ASKED ME TO MAKE A STORY,  AS USUAL I CAN’T SAY NO TO A FRIEND OR ELSE I’LL GET FLAMES [AND MY FEELINGS WILL GET BURNED METAPHORICALLY]…

NOTE 3: I’M SCREAMING LIKE HELL WHEN I WAS SHOT BY AN INJECTION [YEAH I’M A BIG SISSY WHEN IT COMES TO INJECTION] AND THIS STORY WAS CHALLENGELY SLAPPED TO ME BY A FRIEND… AGAIN.

PAIRING:

GERMANY X ITALY

ENGLAND X SICILY [DEALWITH IT]

GENRE: FLUFF, OR SO… I DON’T KNOW AU


It was raining hard as two small figures huddled together, frightened for life. The sky was unnatural purplish red in colour as night draws near, it all started with innocent ignorance that they got in this mess, Romano decided to rummage through Sicily’s belongings in hope to find something entertaining and found a Mysterious Box thing at the chest, with the curiosity of a Child he took it and called Italy to play, like any child’s excitement the Younger Followed


With the innocence and powerful curiosity of a child the answer is:

“YES  NO”

And now here they are in a dangerous game of Life and Death that only Few Brave Men Dare, so fragile was their body that all they could do is run around the Castle they found, crying, Hoping that their eldest brother could find them. They had seen so many Monsters lurking around trying to catch and hurt them upon sight, Village upon Village they travelled Monsters upon Monsters they have seen until they are trapped here in the Midst of Night of Terror where no one can hear their screams.

“Fratello… I’m Hungry… and Cold…” Young Italy cried.

“I’m Hungry Too so stop crying, they’ll hear us!” Young Romano hissed as he pulled his younger brother close to keep him warm at all cost.

But soon their safety was short lived when a Monster with Deformed Body came crashing in, young cries of Terror echoed in the room as the Monster crawling towards them, Groaning and screeching trying to catch them and eat them without mercy. Out of pure instinct, Romano dragged Italy out of the room to find another safety haven where no monsters could follow, but he was doing that every single hour, he was getting tired and to sleepy at the chase. But then fate decided to be cruel and tripped Italy to the floor.

“Get up! Get Up! Feli!” Young Romano cried.

“I’m tired… I can’t go on Romano… everything Hurts so bad.” Young Italy sobbed accepting his bitter fate.

“NO! YOU CAN’T DIE HERE! NOT LIKE THIS!” Young Romano wailed.

A Distant howl of Monsters could be heard.

“Run Romano… Save yourself!” Young Italy Cried.

“NO! I WON’T LEAVE YOU!” Young Romano cried, he was scared but he have to Protect his younger Brother at all cost like how Sicily had Protected him from the invaders.

Young Romano carried his Younger Brother on his back and had to get out of the Castle at once! Even if he had to stagger all the way. He can’t let any monsters kill them both, he had to find a way back Home. As he reached the front yard five monsters had caught up to him and Italy and was close to arm reach, they choked, they couldn’t scream, they were too frightened to do so as the monsters are drawing near.

“ROMANO! ITALY!” A Distant voice called out.

And the Last thing the Young Nations knew a Flash of Thunder descended from the sky and all went dark.

“-mano…-taly…” A distant voice calling up their name.

Waking up in fear they cried… but upon the sight of their Eldest Brother Sicily who was deathly worried, they clung to him so tight that their life depends on the one they were clinging to.

“You shouldn’t be touching around my belongings! They were dangerous especially to younger ones like you… Grandpa Rome is very worried that he can’t find you anywhere! You two got nearly killed! What am I going to do when I lose you two!” Teenage Sicily scolded the two young ones.

“Sorry! *Hic* We’re so Sorry! We won’t do it again *Hic*! Please Forgive *Hic* Us!” Young Romano and Young Italy Cried and clung to Sicily tightly.

Sicily couldn’t stay mad at his younger brothers for too long, sighing he comforted them…

“Come, I’ll take you home.”  He stated as he carried the two younger, smaller Nations.

Every Path they walk through was filled with monsters, but Sicily was there to Protect them, fighting the Monsters off, they realized how big the Gap of their Strength compared to their Eldest Brother. Sicily was Strong. Once there are no more Monsters on the way they followed Sicily to an abandoned Shrine. There they found a Huge Magic Circle.

“This will Bring us home.” Teenage Sicily Stated as he walks around the Magic Circle to prepare the Teleportation.

It took Several Hours to do so. Young Romano and Young Italy took a Nap, they were heavy sleeper so it’s a good chance to transport them without a fuss, especially Romano, he knew how close Romano is to him since he was the South Italy his Former Kingdom. He knew it will hurt Romano so much when he finds out he didn’t made it home. In order for the spell to work someone had to stay in order to keep the gate open until they reach Home, that was the down side, someone had to Sacrifice in order for the others to escape.

So he did not Hesitate to transport his Baby Brothers Home…


Once Romano and Italy was transported Home where Germania, Ancient Rome, Great Britannia, Ancient Egypt, Ancient Greece and the other Ancient Nations waiting, the House was engulfed with bright light and soon two Younger Bodies laid in the floor, Ancient Rome rushed to his Little Ones’ side, but something was missing… or rather someone was missing! Sicily! He was missing! He didn’t made it back home?

Germania noticed a Note in Young Romano’s pocket and reads it.

“To Everyone who may find this letter,

When you read this letter know that I’m no longer by your side nor in the World, I can’t come back home to where I am now. My Land may still be there but I’m not, without further ado I hereby officially announce that Romano will Personify my Kingdom, and will Now be under the Name of South Italy as Feliciano will be the North Italy…

to Grandpa Rome,

I hope you’ll take good care of my Baby Brothers in my place, I know it will hurt them the most when they will know I’m no longer by their side, Grandpa this is the only favor that I will ask of you… tell Romano and Italia that I Love them so much and I Will Always Be By Their Side Even If They Can’t See Me… I never said this out loud Grandpa I Love You as well… Raise them Well For Me.

This is all I wanted to say…

Farewell…


Ancient Rome let out a sigh of grief, he Lost Sicily, Ancient Greece was crying because she lost a great friend. Then at the most unfortunate time Romano and Italia woke up.

“Nonno?” Young Italy called out.

Ancient Rome embraced the two young future Nation tightly.

“Where’s Grande Fratello Sicily?” Young Romano asked as he looked around.

Ancient Rome put his hands at Romano’s Shoulder and looked at him sorrowfully yet Firmly.

“Romano… Sicily… Your Big Brother Sicily are no longer with us.”  He stated as tears starts streaming down his cheeks.

Romano shook his head, not believing what Grandpa Rome had said.

“It’s a lie! It’s a lie! If… if Big Brother Sicily is no longer here why is his land still around? It should have sunk down the sea!”

“Romano… he Officially handed his Land Over to you that’s why it’s still here…” Ancient Roe stated sadly. “He said He Loves You… You and Italy so much… he wants you to know that he’s always here even if you can’t see him anymore… he wants you to Live On for Him.”

Romano’s cry echoed through the whole house as he cries for his missing Big Brother and soon Italy Followed knowing that their Eldest Brother can no longer be by their side to play, paint and take siesta with them. It took so many days to coax Romano out of his Room since he was the Closest to Sicily.

It’s painful to watch as both brothers mourn for their lost loved one, they spend it alone and in their own way. Even as they Grow they continue to mourn.


It was another boring Meeting as the other Countries Arguing again, every single meeting it always ended up that way, Feliciano was clinging to Germany as he cries for Pasta and Romano had to fend Spain off of him. As the Arguments goes on, Germany demanded to have a break so others could cool their heads, so the others left all except for the Allies, Axis, Spain, Romano, Canada and Gilbert.

“DUDES! Look what I found during my in Sicily!” America called out as he wave a Board like thingy. “I don’t know what it is I bet it’s a treasure!”

Romano growled at the American Idiot’s intrusion on the Island while he’s away. Soon his eyes widened in Horror as America uncovers the Box, Italy was whimpering in fright.

“I don’t know… I feel uneasy about this thing…” England stated.

“Aw Dude! It’s not that bad…” America stated.

“It looks like a Board Game.” Russia said as he looks at the Board.

“Come on! Let’s play it.” America crowed happily.

“NO!” Romano roared catching everyone’s attention.

“Romano? What’s wrong? Calm Down…” Spain stated as he tries to calm Romano’s Nerve down.

“Give it back you Burger Bastard… Give that Back!” Romano demanded.

“Why are you so mad about it, it’s just a Game Board, nothing’s strange at all.” America grinned.

“SHUT UP!” Romano snarled.

“Fratello…” Italy cried uncontrollably.

Romano with an unimaginable speed and strength he charged at America and struggled to grab the Game Board that Killed their Eldest Brother, America won’t let go.

“Hey! I found it! So it’s Mine!” He cried out.

“It doesn’t belong to you or to anyone but Sicily!” Romano roared as he tried to fight for the board.

Hungary and Austria entered the room in haste when they heard the Chaos.

“What’s going on here!?” Austria Demanded.

Hungary, Germany and Japan tried to Calm Italy Down as he wails in fright. The Allies and Spain tried to Pry Romano off of America until the Game Board was sailing in the air, it opened as it crashed on the floor. The Red Ink dripped on the ‘YES’ and the Game Board began to Glow.

“NOOOO!!!!” Romano and Italy Cried out as they took cover.

And with a Bright Flash of Light the Nations that were once in the Room was Transported to the World that Romano had called ‘Nightmare World’…

[MEETING ROOM]

The Other Nation busted the door open to see what happened and what had caused the bright Flash. But the only thing they found are toppled Chairs, broken glass and a Game Board… Norway picked the Board Up and looked at it.

“It looks like an Ordinary Game Board, but it felt so strange. It looks like it’s emitting a very Powerful Magic.” He said.

“I wonder who it Belongs to.” Lithuania asked.

“That Belongs to the Late Kingdom of Sicily, Gabriel Vargas.” Romania said as he steps in the Room. “It’s Enchanted with Dark Magic and it looks like someone is Playing it.”

“What do you mean by that?” Switzerland asked.

“This is no Ordinary Game Board, once you played this Game you will be transported inside this Game, the thing is… you could die in this Game even if you are a Nation, the only way you could get out of this Game is find the Temple of Hope and Activate the Teleportation Circle to get out. But since this Game Board is open and Active, some poor soul must be playing the Game without knowing the consequence.” Romania answered.

“How did it get here?” Denmark asked curiously.

“Someone must have found this thing and brought it here not knowing that this Game Board is Cursed. Sicily was Guarding this Cursed Thing and dying in the Process and Ancient Rome Guarded it to His Last Breath until it’s Romano’s Turn.” Romania stated.

“But where is he? And the others… I’m sure they never left the Room.” Netherlands said as he looked around.

Romania had a Sneaking suspicions that something is not right.

[OTHER WORLD]

The Huge Group Woke up by Italy’s Crying and Romano’s furious Cursing, once they are fully awake and found that they are no longer in the Conference Room but in the Woods. Italy was clinging to Romano desperately as if something is going to kill them, Romano was giving much comfort as he could to his Youngest. Once he managed to calm down he punched America in the Jaw

“You just Sentenced everyone to Death!” He Snarled. “YOU… YOU IDIOT!”

“Romano Calm Down! You’re not making things better!” Germany growled threateningly.

“Explain to us why are you so adamant to stop us from coming here?” China asked seriously.

“The Game Board that the American Idiot had Brought is Cursed! I know it Because Big Brother Sicily Owned the Game Board and Forbid everyone to Touch it because it’s very Dangerous and… and this Game… this Game…” Romano said as he began to shake.

Italy ran to his Brother’s Side and hugged him.

“Fratello, it’s not your fault! He did not blamed you! He didn’t blamed you for his disappearance, he never blamed you for it! And never will!”

“Of Course it’s my fault! It’s my fault that he’s gone… if I didn’t touched his belonging especially this Cursed Game Board the Kingdom of Sicily would still be alive! All I did were Mistakes, I never did anything right!” Romano shouted.

For the First Time Italy Slapped his Older Brother to snap out of it.

“Listen Romano… Big Brother Sicily loved you and not once he ever blamed you for everything that had happened, not once. He took the responsibility as an older sibling, he knew we were young and ignorant to everything that is beyond a child’s knowledge. We were just kids and we don’t know what the Game Board would do to us. We’re young therefore we’re helpless before, now that we’re grown up at least all we could do now that we’re back here again is to investigate where Big Brother’s whereabouts if he didn’t made it out of this place, you understand?” Italy said softly.

The others could only watch in surprise at how Italy lectures his Older Brother. Italy sighed and faced everyone else, Romano was behind him and kept himself shut.

“Let me explain first, Romano and I know this Place because we’ve been here so long ago when we were young, we were so wrong about playing this Game because it’s too Dangerous. We could die here at any time given if we’re not too careful.” Italy explained.

“How could we die if we’re Nations?” Prussia asked.

Italy shook his head

“In this Game, we’re not immortal like we do in the Real World, here it is possible for us to die… Romano and I nearly died here if it weren’t for Big Brother Sicily.”

“How are we going to get out of this Game?” China asked.

“We have to Find the Temple that has the Magic Circle that Big Brother Sicily had used to teleport us back Home.” Italy answered. “He said that it sometimes change Location in Order to Protect the Circle.”

“Then how are we going to find it?” France asked.

“The Journal that I found an Hour ago Said that the Temple Changes Location in North During Winter, South During Fall, East During Spring and West During Autumn. But for Now we must Gather the Thirteen Cross and the Six Elemental Spheres and Bring it to the Temple.” Italy said as he reads through the Journal.

“It will take us long to find them.” Spain stated as he stood beside Romano.

“That’s the thing and oh! If we want to get Stronger there are Monsters to train with, becoming Stronger is Necessary in order to defeat Stronger Opponents. There are Villages to get some weapons, and treasures along the way to get Money, our Main Objective is to Find All Thirteen Cross that can be Located in the Dark Castle, the Six Elemental Orbs can be Located in Six different Places. Second Objective is to Survive and find the Temple.” Italy said as he reads the Journal.

“Okay, since we know Our Goal… we Need a Leader, Second-in-Command, Healer and Such.” Austria stated. “Italy and Romano can be the Informant and Navigator since they know the Place.”

Everyone Gathered Up and Both Germany and England are Chosen, Germany as the Leader Since he’s Calm and can keep everyone in Line, England as an SIC whenever Germany is unavailable.

“What are we going to do now?” Hungary asked.

“First of we must find a place to spend the Night… Italy do you have any advice as to where we could find a Place to stay?” Germany asked.

Italy skimmed through the Map, Sadly he couldn’t read the Map so it’s up to Romano.

“The Journal said that there is a Nearby Town 500 Meters ahead, Just take the Road straight ahead, then turn right once you reached the First Post turn Left and go Straight ahead, be careful though there might be Bandits on the way.”

Germany nodded and looked at everyone.

“We need to make Formations, Italy, Romano and Japan behind me and England, Canada, Austria and Hungary Behind Italy’s Group, Prussia, France, and Spain behind Canada’s Group, Russia, China and America, behind Prussia’s Group. If anything happens along the way we have to fight together. Don’t get lost or separate from the Group.”

Everyone nodded, so they began their Long Torturous Adventure to the Cursed Game and Hope they’ll live. However in the Distant Valley a man with Reddish Brown Hair with a strange Curl on the Mid-Right side of his head, standing above the cliff watching the Valley.

“He’s here somewhere, Go Find Him Mattie!”

“If only you didn’t get distracted we could’ve got him.”

“Shut Up!”

It seems it’s no Longer Safe around the Valley anymore

“…”

As the Wind blows the Man in Cloak jumped off the cliff and Riding the Free Winds that leads to the far away Land, to keep away from the 2Ps…

TO BE CONTINUED