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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
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'
Where I went - Chapter 3Alfred leaned up against the wall, drool leaking out of the corner of his mouth. He couldn't move a single muscle, his head pounded from the inside. He still had no memory, no matter how much he tried, nothing. It was all gone.
He's been locked in the room for about 6 days now. Everyday, the tall man came in, who he still didn't know, forcing Alfred to take pills. Everyday he became weaker and weaker.
Russia was in a computer lab with his sister, Belarus. "Belarus, Do you have the project done yet?" he asked her while watching the American on a nearby television. Russia smiled, in his sick but sweet way, as he watch the American struggle.
Belarus curtly replied with a nod. She handed Russia a headband that started flash and light up in all different colors.
"Thank you, Belarus," Russia said as he got up from his chair. He started to walk out but he was interrupted by his sister.
"I'm sorry brother but ... Isn't this wrong?" She asked. She was some-what afraid of her brother. Looking to
The sane world that no one understands - Chapter 2I woke up. Wait? I woke up? I never wanted this. I wanted to stay "dead". I was ready to say good bye forever. I looked around myself. I was in a hospital room. I slowly shifted in my bed. I had tubes and IV's in my arms around me. Everywhere hurt like hell. I could already tell that I had several broken bones. Unlike being numb on the cold cement, I can feel every little moment I made. I'm hurt physically and emotionally. I know it and I won't admit it to the others. They'll just use it against me because it was used against me before. I looked down to the ground them back up to the door, where I saw Canada standing. His eye's were wide and he stood there still. Probable shocked that I'm still alive. I began to pull some of the IV's out. "I don't need this."
"Y-Yes, you do. Alfred, keep them in." Canada quickly came over to me and stopped me from what I am doing.
He looked as if he didn't sleep for days. I looked at his eyes. They looked baggy and dark. "Fine." I stopped trying to pul
Where I went - Chapter 9England ran in the dark. He couldn't see a thing, luckily he could see the corners so he didn't run into the wall. 'Am I running in circles? " England thought to himself. He stopped as he heard tapping.
*Tap* *Tap* *Tap*
"France?" England whispered hoping it would be the Frenchman. He heard the tapping again. His heart raced, knowing it wasn't France. He once again began to move his feet. Faster and faster, he ran as the tapping went louder. 'Maybe, it's Russia' He thought, not hoping it to be America.
*Tap* *Tap* *Clunk*
England jumped from the clunk. Everything was silent. The freezing air was still. England could feel goosebumps on his freezing skin. He could feel something run past him. He quickly turned to see if he could sight the thing. 'Nothing' he thought. He breathed in the chilly air with a sign. He knew who it was, he just didn't want to admit it. "Alfred?" He questioned the dark. He shook a little with fright.
A chuckle came to England. "Now. Now. You don't have to be sca
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
Contest for Feburary!Hey Hetalians,
So the next Contest is coming up! This time the theme is Valentines Day! :3 So grab your Hetalia OTP and draw the lovely two together or even write a story about them!
Note: ... I will be judging drawling and writings separately this.
~ No smut in writings or drawling! (IF posted then it will be deleted)
~ Must be Valentines theme.
~ No ship hate ... If a shipping war starts, I will be so mad! I will stop this contest and their will be no winners. I'm serious, I HATE shipping wars.
~Always do your best!
~NO copy writing. If I catch you, I'll report you.
~ Oc's are allowed.
~Other than that have fun and be creative. :3
~CountryXCountry and CountryXReader are allow!
The Contest ends on February 13. The winners will be announced on the 14th of February.
1st- Will be able to pick between a type of writing (one shot) and a picture made by me (founder) or one of my co-founders. So you would get a picture and a writing. Promoting o
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
My Mind...Let's draw a picture,
With a beautiful twist.
It starts on my thigh,
And ends on my wrist.
My eyes give me away,
Though there's a smile on my lips.
I want my bones to protrude,
Especially on my hips.
It's an everyday battle,
Until finally you disappear,
Because you screamed your lungs out,
But nobody wanted to hear.
Cry yourself to sleep,
Another sleepless night,
Trapped in my own fucking mind.
I've been told that dreams,
Can come true.
But they forgot to mention,
That nightmares are dreams too.
So when will I wake up from mine,
Because I'm in a race against time.
NobodyLose yourself in beautiful eyes,
Alive within my poetry.
Crystalline, unable to cry,
Looking upon nobody.
Every thought consumed
Within the music that I write,
The thinker is doomed
And fed to the night.
Courier of fright,
Bringer of all agony,
Set my eyes aright
On my love letter from nobody.
EmotionI lay out on my bed in sadness
Wishing to be set free from madness
My eyes pour forth rivers of sorrow
Unsure if I want to see tomorrow
I sit down at a broken desk
Filled with lies and past regrets
I take up my pen and begin to write
I scratch the paper far into the night
I cope with my sadness with a powerful pen
Writing my grievance, my lies and my sins
And when my fingers bleed, the sadness subsides
And the pen is rested until sorrow gives rise
NEW TUMBLR and well, long time no see guys.im sorry for the inactive lately , such like never reply comment and else , but i tried to read all the comment ! OTL :iconcryforeverplz: thank you so much for all the lovely comment and support !
REALLY REALLY LOVE YOU GUYS SO MUCH , also for all the new watcher even im not updated frequently LMAO :iconrazycryplz:
i just want to say that i will RARE to reply comment anymore. i will still reply note if i have some time thou , but due the busy of my assignment and IRL SUCKS YEAH .
i will online always at my facebook , please go to my facebook page , and also my tumblr too if you want to reach me. ^thou my old tumblr is already deactivate due some problems.
but this is my new tumblr >>> http://wotarivaeren.tumblr.com/
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i will at Comifuro 3 , Universitas Indonesia , De
NEW HETALIA EPISODE. haha.hi guys.
i'm not sure if i should share this, because the title of the video says it all but...
THE NEW HETALIA - BEAUTIFUL WORL EPISODE IT OUT!
right here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=obdafWYGlvs
it's not subbed yet, but it's is really good-looking.
and italy dances. HE DANCES A DANCE AT THE END. (haha, i bet there are also different versions to this one and we'll see another character dancing as soon as it's their song version.)
have a nice day.
EDIT: here's the subbed version (but the quality is not that good): http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EAbYAsATvnE
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.
Abandoned ChapelThe parish waits now,
the loneliness of corners
crawling outward on walls--
chipped away by the wind,
and held together
by silk spindles;
cobwebs align them like the membranes of memories,
the cut of a jewel in an broken window
against the sun
where beads of rain
gather in a mesh of strands
a new Mosaic
against the backdrop of a cemetery;
My eyes seek out the sermon
in close proximity,
paint no distance
between headstone and cloud;
elegies topple each other
in their climb to heaven
as light trickles
over the shade,
breathes a new glow over snuffed candles.
I feel the weight in these empty rows,
how a breath couldn't cease to be breath
in the midst of prayer.
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