|Deviant Login||Shop||Join deviantART for FREE||Take the Tour|
Where I went - Chapter 1 *updated*Alfred crawled on his bleeding, scratched up knees in the dark unknown forest. He was covered in his own blood from head to toe. He had no memory of what happened to him.
The only thing he could remember is a deep voice calling out to him, when he escaped the hell hole he's been in. He looked up and saw somebody in the far distance, who was calling out to him in the chilly fog.
"America~ Oh, America." The other called out to him. "You belong to me, da."
Was this the deep voice he heard earlier that night? Even before he could find out the answer that floated in his head... He fell to the cold ground. Passing out because of the blood lost that were due to his newly cut wounds.
The sane world that no one understands - Chapter 3I stood in the darkness. I shivered as the wind blow on me. I could barely see anything but enough to get around. I looked around to find nothing near me. I kept walking and walking, hoping to find something. I have this weird feeling that I have been here before but I'm lost. Wait? How did I get here again? I don't even remember that but that doesn't shock me. I've been forgetting a lot lately.
'Knock' ... 'Knock'
I stopped in my tracks when I heard a knocking sound behind me. Am I not alone in this darkness? Why does this seem so familiar?
'Knock' ... 'Knock'
There it was again. I'm not alone in this darkness. "Where are you?" I paused for a moment before speaking again. "Who are you?" I had a feeling that I was dealing with something unusual. "What are you?"
I heard chuckling from behind me. Did I dare to move? I knew it was coming closer and closer. I closed my eyes and shivered. I could feel goosebumps on my arms. Why does this feel so god damn familiar?
"Why so frightened?" The v
Depression feels like...Ever feel like your world is falling apart,
That all you wanted was a fresh start?
That you would cry and plead,
But you end up doing is bleed.
All of the sudden I feel trapped,
because depression kidnapped.
There's no way out or no escape,
my mind will never go back into shape.
While I'm broken and all eyes stared,
I promised that nothing will be shared.
As I slowly die,
Let me say my final goodbye.
The sane world that no one understands - Chapter 4I walked in the ash ground, I coughed from all the smoke still in the air. I couldn't see a thing that was surrounding me. I don't remember how I got here, everything was blank. I continued to walk in the smokey fog till I hit something. It was a building of some sort. I rubbed the brick like wall. I looked up to see several windows, probable a few stories. It was becoming clear of where I am. New York city. But why here? How did I get here? I heard a crash behind me. "Are you okay?" I yelled out, even though I didn't think anyone was there. Things became clearer now. I started to see more broken down buildings. "Why is everything to damaged?" I whispered to myself.
"Because your damaged, America." A British accent called out to me from smokey like fog.
Why him? Why now? "I'm not damaged." I said as I went to run but my body didn't move. I felt like hard cement was keeping me still. I took a shaky short breath knowing this wouldn't go well.
"Don't listen to that Frog face, France. He's
The sane world that no one understands - Chapter 1I sat in the darkness, on the ledge for too long. 'When will I jump' ... 'When will I fall?' I looked down into the deep dark abyss, just waiting for something to call my name. Something to pull me into the world that I never wanted to embrace. The light use to call my name but in this little hell of mine, there is no light, none at all. The only light I have is the flame of fire that surrounds me. 'Maybe he was right, I shouldn't have of started this. This .... little hell of mine. It's so personalized that it still blows my mind.' I stood there on the ledge thinking about the fall. 'Will my life flash before my eyes, bringing the good feelings back, maybe even bring the good feelings that I once had?' I took one last breath and dove into the darkness that I have always known.
The fail was quick but relaxing, I knew the pain would stop after my body hit the ground. I grew a smile on my face, as I saw the ground was coming closer and closer. I greeted death with a
Losing the Revolutionary - chapter 9''Why ... He can't be gone. He just can't." America sobbed into his pillow. He couldn't believe that Britain was really gone. He couldn't believe that the other Counties would even agree on killing Britain. He then relaxed alittle while in his thoughts. He told keep telling himself to stop, he shouldn't be upset. After Britain has done to him, who couldn't blame him if he rejoiced alittle. But that wasn't the case, all America did was lay in bed crying all day long for the last couple of days.
"Al?" Canada opened the door sightly, coming for the hourly visit. Canada was horribly worried about his brother. 'All I wanted was America to be okay. I never wanted this, I didn't want Britain to die. I knew I should of told France about the visit between Britain and I' He thought to himself. But he kept his promise to Britain and never told anyone about the meeting. 'Wait?' He thought again. 'Did Britain really want to die? He was always a step ahead of any Country, no one could foo
Where I went - Chapter 4Russia walked into the dark room. "Hello Amerika," He smiled creepily at the blonde.
America looked up at Russia as he greeted him. "Just let me go," he slightly mumbled.
"But where would you go, da? You still don't remember anything." He walked over to America so he was hovering over him.
"I remember enough to get out of here," America spat at the Russian as he glared at him.
"Like what, da?" Russia grabbed a fistful of his hair, pulling his face up to look at him.
"I-I......T-that..." Honestly America couldn't remember anything. His whole life had disappeared from his mind.
"See, I was right. You don't remember anything. So what makes you think that you can get out of here?" Russia asked him while pulling the headband out of his pocket and quickly whipping it behind his back so the American couldn't see it.
America stuttered, "I-I."
"You what?" Russia smiled.
"Don't you think my family and friends will be looking for me?" He said, trying to change the subject.
"You shouldn't be worry
Losing the Revolutionary - chapter 8Russia had a plain, indeed, it would help him get America. He didn't need any allies in this mission, he was the world power after all. He was strong enough to take down Britain and then France if he needed to. Russia grabbed the heavy bag that was sitting on his table. He planned on using heavy weapons for the mission, he had set for himself. He then started out the door and entered the freezing weather, hoping to enter a rainy London within the next few hours.
France signaled Canada to go down to the basement. He load his gun, while heading to the upstairs steps. "Matty, good luck. Don't get caught, I have a feeling that something is going to happen." France whispered as low as he could.
"I'll be careful, I promise." Canada replied then started down stairs.
France was suppisious for a few reasons. One, that there were no guards around what so ever. Two, Canada had been acting really nervous and shaky since the other night. It'
Episode 13 the Christmas Special, Subbed:iconredsparklesplz: The Season 5 episode 13! :iconredsparklesplz:
Okay you guys really came through for us, so many subbed versions. I thank all of you.
Also :iconrpnation-hetalia: is a role play group holding tryouts for open slots. We need people willing to play:
Bulgaria, Egypt, Greece, India,
Latvia, Liechtenstein, Monaco, New Zealand, Romania
South Korea, Thailand, Turkey
Please check out the group page for how to submit an application and try out for a part. You can note :iconrpnation--america: or any of the co-founders if you have questions about trying out for a part.
The Season 5 episode 8! subbed:iconredsparklesplz: The Season 5 episode 8! :iconredsparklesplz:
SUBBED Thanks :iconCheetahFire37:!
:iconUkraine-FC: is holding a contest "Ukraine in a dress". The details can bee seen here
Thoughts (Chapter Nine)- last chapterAs far as Riza was concerned, silence wasn't something that was a surprise when it came to her and Roy. A lot of their relationship, whatever kind it may be (at this point, Riza wasn't too sure), was draped in it. It was never unwelcoming or misplaced, however. Any time silence fell between the two, it always seemed to fall at just the right time, right when the colonel and the lieutenant needed it the most.
If there was a type of silence that Riza wasn't used to, though, it would have to be the charged silence that had fallen between them that night. Riza had returned to work that day and her and Roy had been forced to work late into the night to get things caught up (as Riza had suspected, not much had gotten doing in her absence). Due to the time of night, Roy had insisted on walking Riza home and, after a few failed attempts to convince Roy that she would be OK, that she was armed if she ran into anybody who meant her harm, Riza finally conceded to his offer. Now, as the two walked
HRE = GERMANY ( official )OKAY , I JUST FIND THIS ONE .
GET READY GUYS, BECAUSE THIS IS OFFICIAL ONE!!
HIMEPAPA JUST GIVE US A HINT ABOUT HRE = GERMANY ! ! ! ! !
in that first strips, they say " in this strips, we talk about germany, he is just one country nowadays "
But not long time AGO
Thoughts (Chapter Six)When Roy walked into Riza's hospital room and saw her sitting up in her hospital bed, the color already starting to return to her lips, he couldn't help but think that she was beautiful. This wasn't a new thought (on any given day, his mind would remark on the beauty of Riza Hawkeye at least once) but it was one of his first pleasant thought since this whole event began just one day ago.
Roy sat down in the chair next to her bed and smiled back to her. The two stayed that way for a while, neither of them saying anything for fear that they'd break whatever sliver of peace was over them at the moment. Roy mouthed "Hi" and Riza mouthed it back but that was all they did in terms of conversation during that calm. It was only after Riza frowned slightly and received a questioning look from Roy that she spoke, breaking the silence.
"I'm not going to let this happen again."
Roy's eyebrows knit together in confusion.
"Let what happen again?"
"This," Riza said, motioning to her abdomen. "I'm goi
Thoughts (Chapter five)'Is she OK right now?'
That's what Roy thought as he lay in his bed, tired but too charged with worry to sleep. When he had gotten back to his apartment (after a quick stop to Riza's apartment to pick up Black Hayate since Roy had no way of knowing how long she would be in the hospital. Luckily, he still had the copy of her apartment key that he had made years ago), the only thoughts that went through his mind were about Riza. He had faith that she would pull through but that didn't seem to quiet his thoughts. They were going at a million miles an hour, which was a contrast from the peace and stillness of his room. His eyes drifted to his window, where the stars filled the dark sky, just like always.
The stars made a memory suddenly pop into Roy's mind. It was of something that had happened when they were both teenagers. He had been seventeen and she had been about to turn sixteen, the two of them both still living with Master Hawkeye. It was a memory that Roy hadn't thought of in a lo
68 Intricacies- Chapter three- BrokenYou could call Roy and Riza many things. You could call them killers (that was the harsh truth), sinners (that was the opinion of those with faith), liars (that was only occasionally true), lovers (that was something that no could ever know was true) or dogs of the military (that was obvious), to name a few choices. There was one thing you couldn't call them, though.
What you couldn't call Roy Mustang and Riza Hawkeye was broken.
They were not broken, not by any means. Yes, they were shaken, bruised, battered, bent and stretched to their absolute limits but neither one was broken. While there had been many points when they thought they would crash and shatter into many painful little pieces with awful slivers attached, it never seemed to happen. You could say the reason was because of their pride or their absolute will not to break. Really, though, the strength they had to have to remain whole didn't come from something as potentially dangerous as pride or even from their own will (for
Thoughts (Chapter Three)'I don't think I've ever seen him so afraid.'
That's what Havoc thought as he waited in the hospital's waiting room with Roy. He couldn't help but go over all that had happened in what seemed like a short amount of time. Mustang and Havoc had been waiting for Hawkeye in the alley where she was to meet them when they heard the scream. Havoc had never seen his usually unshakeable commanding officer so afraid until that scream had pierced the air. It had been short, not even lasting for half of a minute before ending.
It was enough for Roy, though. He had immediately jumped to his feet and started toward where the scream had started, Havoc following after him after a few seconds' hesitation. Havoc had found it hard to keep up with the colonel, who seemed to be taking three steps every time Havoc took one.
When they had found her, bleeding and presumably unconscience, Havoc could see panic flood Roy's expression. When Roy had kneeled down beside Riza and started telling her to open her eye
68 Intricacies- Chapter two- BlindedAN: This takes place after the Promised Day but before Roy makes the deal with Dr. Marco to get his sight back, which is why I make some of the references that I do. Anyways, enjoy!
It never ceased to amaze Roy Mustang just how calm things can be after a catastrophe.
Take this night, for example. This was the night after the Promised Day, an event that was undoubtedly one of the most hellish experiences Roy had ever gone through. Despite all of the terror and bloodshed that daylight had brought, it was with the arrival of night that a strange, nearly peaceful feeling was gained. It was a deceptive type of peace, however, a peace that suggested that the entire day had been just like the night, that everything had been right with the world on this day.
Roy knew that wasn't the case. The day hadn't been peaceful at all. He had the eternal dark clouding his vision to prove it.
The memories of how he had ended up that way are still scarily vivid in his mind. He remembers being placed
I don't want to say goodbyeI'll stay here alone,
As you fly off to the unknown.
I only have a simple wish,
That of course you'll miss.
I want you to be alive,
I'll wait for you to arrive.
But you say goodbye,
Before my very eyes.
Please hold me tight,
As I can never say goodnight.
To your precious soul,
That always kept me whole.
five.Five is the number of times you worry he’s stopped breathing, as the surgeons carve around his heart, twisting away the plaque ridden arteries, and pulling a vein out of his leg. Five is the number of heart wrenching hours you and your family were waiting in the hospital room, worried that your lives would crumble, that there would be five members of the family instead of six, that five days out of the week he would not come home for dinner, that five kisses from him would no longer be given to his wife and four children. Five was the amount of fingernails you bit off while watching people enter and exit the waiting room, and the amount of minutes your mother spent on the phone, explaining that something was wrong. Five is the critical difference between holding a father’s hand as your mother cries into his heart shaped pillow. The difference between rejoicing and smiling weakly because he’s okay or carrying your father’s American-flag-covered-casket and watchin
Keep in Touch!
Endorell-Taelos is very well known within the community for her selfless giving and gracious community spirit. Since joining DeviantART over seven years ago, Alicia has continued to make a positive impact on many deviants. Her helpful and thoughtful approach was one of her finest attributes when serving as a Community Volunteer, and this has continued throughout the many contests which Alicia provides on a regular basis. As we approach our Birthday celebrations, we can't... Read More