Re: HetaOnI (Hetalia + Ao Oni)

[Lithe the Forgotten]

"There's more then one of these bastards. A shitload actually." Russia commented.

Upstairs, Sakura has stirred and jolted upright, how she normally woke up when something was wrong. She lOoked around, seeing her totally new surroundings and forgot for a split second where she was. The door slam woke her up and, being herself, she worried. The revolting smell was still around so she plugged her nose. She hated breathing through her mouth so she held her breath as she made her was out of the room, grabbing her pole arm on the way out. She hadn't seen anyone and never knew about some dreaded mistake by going out herself. But she was the dependent type and she couldn't depend on Italy for self-esteem.

[Maria Beilschmidt]

Gilbert happened to be chanting another prayer after he set America next to his younger brother, resting on his knees in front of the bodies and clasping both hands together. Once finished, he openedhis red eyes to the deceased nation, managing a half smile. "Rest in Peace..." he mumbled, placing America's hand over Canada's mitten. He wasn't so distured by the decaying bodies because he now knew they were at peace.

Prussia took a step toward the door, then paused, hearing voice ghatdidn't sound Italian nor Russian. "W-what the deuce? Is that the monster?" "If that's the thing that killed my brothers... I'll make damn sure it pays for it. I'll make it pay..." He growled lowly from anger. "Amelia and Arthur too now!? Gott verdammt!" he cursed, making his way out of the steel door.

[Lithe the Forgotten]

Sakura was standing in front of the piano room door. People would have bought she was crazy of her next action. She placed her satchel and pole arm on the floor and her hand on the knob. She swung the door open, staring at either he floor of ceiling, not directly forward. She was running as fast as she could toward the piano. She stopped for a solo second to grab Japan's kanata, not managing to even look at the body. Her grip was on the blade, for she ran in, grabbed it and ran out. She grabbed the knob and swung the door shut with a slam behind her. She was gripping the sword for dear life and the blade had dug into her skin so she released it and grabbed the hilt with her other hand. She sighed weakly and put her satchel over her shoulder and used her pole arm as a walking stick. Her brothers sword was on her satchel, as she walked toward the steps heading toward Steve. She stopped dead in her tracks when she saw him emerging from the darkness. He wasn't looking at her, but something that was out of her view.

[Amelia F. Jones]

Amelia heard footsteps nearby and looked to her left to see Sakura.

"Sakura?!" She said in shock.

"Wait, she's here?" Arthur said. He then caught sight of Steve. "What the devil is that?!?!" He yelled.

"Whatever it is... It's looking at... me..." Amelia said, realizing that the creature's black, soulless eyes were trained on her. Her own blue eyes widened and then narrowed in anger.

"That's the one. That's the bastard..." She took her bat in hand and ran at the creature at full speed.

"Amelia! Wait! Don't go in alone!" England called after her, but she didn't listen. All she thought about was avenging America and Canada.

"THIS IS FOR AL AND MATTY, YOU PIECE OF SHIT!!!" Amelia screamed as she savagely attacked the monster with her bat, beating the top of its head and its face. Blood flew everywhere, hitting the walls and splattering onto the American's face. Arthur watched in shock as the beating continued.

"Amelia..."

[Lithe the Forgotten]

Sakura saw the female American, "Amelia!" she hurried down the steps. She used her pole arm to help her keep balance while running, then jumped he last 4 steps. She had thrown her pole arm at Russia and took Japans kanata and threw it directly at it's forehead, "You peice of Shimata! You killed Nii-San! That never goes by me unpunished!"

Russia had caught her pole arm and watched. Then looked at Arthur, "Don't just stand there, fight." Russia had placed samuras pole arm down and tried to run at Steve but saw Japana kanata fly by his face.

[Maria Beilschmidt]

Prussia shut the door securely behind him, rushing down the stairs to meet up with the group of nations, which included the two females, and that Thing. "Shizer, what the hell are you guys doing!?" he grunted, pulling out his rusty sword then paused at Amelia's violent act.

[Amelia F. Jones]

"Hmph, don't have to tell me twice." Arthur said, taking out his spell book.

Amelia had looked back to see Sakura's pole arm fly at the monster and moved to the right so it wouldn't hit her.

"Amelia, move!" England called.

"Ok!" Ameila said as she moved back from the monster. England thrusted his hand forward and shouted a spell.

"Blitzstrika!"

As the Englishman called the spell, a wicked bolt of lightning dropped on the monster, shocking and paralyzing it.

"That was for Alfred and Matthew as well." Arthur said with contempt in his voice.

"Nice." Amelia said before running up to the killer creature and beating its head a few more times for good measure.

[Lithe the Forgotten]

Russia had thrown his pipe at the monster as Sakura ran by, grabbing Japans sword, and jumping back. "What the hell?" she said. Russia looked over at Arthur, "I can understand Amelia, but what about you?" Sakura put the sword back on her satchel and took her pole arm from Russia.

[Maria Beilschmidt]

Prussia only stared at the two English-speaking countries kill the large monster, pondering whether or not to join in on the fight or not. They seemed to be doing well by thmselves, and he surely wouldn't like anyone getting in the way of his rage if someone killed his brother.

[Madeline Williams]

Madeline Williams made her way to the huge mansion quietly with no disturbance, as the way she does everything. She gazed up and then sideways from left to right, clutching the red sleeves of her sweater. Her insides tingled and her anxiety began to start, however she took in a deep breath and remembered why she had come in the first place.

She had to find her brothers. She had to know if they were.. if they were safe.. and her sister had gone like the 'Herione' she was without her to inspect the place with Arthur. As the wind flew by her blonde pigtails, she shivered slightly, feeling a little uneasy.

Madeline decided to shove all the anxiety away and put a sweaty palm to the doorknob, before sighing and twisting it slightly, hearing the creak of the door. She stepped inside with a muffled yelp at the scene before her. Too bad she had let go of the door in the process.

'welcome to hell..'

(H-hey everyone! I hope it was ok.. B-By the way, you are all such excellent writers! It's amazing!)(s-sorry if i did this wrong also.. kinda new at it )

[Maria Beilschmidt]

Prussia was distracted from the violent scene. Everyone was. But when Gilbert her a yelp, he turned his had and gasped, "MADELINE, THE DOOR-" But it was too late; she let go. "Shizer...!" He cursed, stepping next to her and pulling out his rusty sword, a low growl growing from his throat, "It was a mistake coming here...obviously... We'll explain everything after this..."

Gilbert's eyes were so full of grief at this point. She reminded him of Canada's violent and suffering death, and didn't want her to have the same fate. 'Who am I kidding? We're all going to die sooner or later...' he thought to himself, gripping his blade tightly.

[Madeline Williams]

Madeline's eyes grew to saucers as she observed her sister and Arthur pollvurizing a.. wh-what was th-that thing? She couldn't handle the horror.. the blood raged violence! She cringed and almost screamed, however all sound stuck in her dry throat. She brought up her hands and placed them over her eyes to shield away the scene, but the noise could still be heard.

'Wha-no! St-stop please!' she desperately thought as gruesome images skidded across her mind like a horrid slideshow.

She saw Prussia come over to where she was and instantly grew relieved, frightened, and confused all at the same time. She closed her eyes tightly as he stood next to her, barely hearing or processing anything, and tried to imagine being somewhere.. an-anywhere else!

Wh-what was going on?!?

[Lithe the Forgotten]

Sakura was about to throw the sword but saw the female Canadian, "Madeline!" she slid by all the fighting and made her way over to Maddy, "Why did you come here? Are you alone?!" Sakura had turned and three the sword for a second and turned back to Madeline.

[Italy Veneziano]

Italy was looking at his shoes just wondering then hearing movement from a familiar Sakura causing him to stand up in a panic. But, she was had a head start and was already out of the door, causing him to shriek in fear, grabbing his journal and running out of the door. Then hearing a famine American accent and a British accent. “Why..? Why! Why?!” He pulled his hair screaming at the ceiling in the middle of the second floor hallway. “I want this fucking game to end anymore!” He continues to scream hoping that Thing will come for him and end it for him, end it all, have his friends be free so he can do them all a favor. They done a lot of favors for him, him? He felt useless. Just weak useless Italy. His screaming echoed throughout the halls maybe even the mansion as the others battled the Steve that was on the main flooring. His mind completely forgot about Sakura then the others. The battle started to settle down a bit. His voice soft and raspy as he tried to calm down but couldn’t. So many lives were at stake now. He stood right up and let his stained red brown military boots wondering about the halls looking for that Thing. Then he paused getting a flashback when he, Gilbert and Matthew escaped from that slow moving pile of shit, when Italy was on the floor sobbing and Prussia yelling at him “Feliciano, you could've died just sitting there! If we weren't there, what would happen to you, Hm!?”, “Hm? Hm?! What would West say, huh? What would he say to you right now?! Get a hold of yourself, Italy! If you don't snap out of it, we'll never get out!”

Italy stood there in the hallway, letting the words going around his mind. He nodded slowly. “I-I have..to g-get a grip..No matter how much it may hurt…” He nodded one more time then remembering Sakura. Crap! He ran to where she might be at, the piano room, but she wasn’t there nor was the sword and a headless body. He closed his eyes and turned on his heel to run down the steps that led to the main flooring. He stopped on the last step seeing, Amelia, Arthur and Madeline. Then seeing a dead Steve on the ground. “Wh-why are you guys here…?”

[Maria Beilschmidt]

Prussia took a glance at the Canadian, surprised that she was taking this scene a lot calmer than he thought she would. Then he looked back at England and Amelia beating the Thing into a pulp. The blood that seeped from its skin... It was satisfying. Too bad that there were more.

And then he jumped slightly at the distant scream of Feliciano, his eyes widening as he looked towards Sakura. Why wasn't Feliciano with her? Were they attacked? Did it find the safe room? Is Italy still alive? His thoughts started to make him panic, breathing heavily and swallowing thickly. Then he sighed with relief, looking at the Italian on the stairs. "Don't let anybody go alone. Or go alone yourself either, Ita..." was all Prussia said.

Gilbert was tired, so it was quite an effort making a fake smile. "Let's go to the safe room. We'll tell you everythig there. The faster we getthere, the better. Make no noise. Other than that...welcome to hell. Kesesese~...."

[Lithe the Forgotten]

Sakura looked at Prussia, "S-Sorry... I got a bit worried." She walked over to the puddle and picked her brothers sword up, "Yeah, I think everyone needs some explaining." She commented and slid by Prussia upstairs.

Russia followed Sakura, "I think I know enough." he looked over his shoulder at the rest, "Welcome to hell, the phrase 'hell and back' won't work because nobody gets of alive."

[Amelia F. Jones]

They had finished the creature off. Amelia was on her knees, panting while leaning on her bat. Arthur closed his spell book and put it back in his pocket. The American happened to look over and spot the Canadian standing next to Sakura.

"Maddie?!" She exclaimed in shock, standing up and storming over to her.

"What are you doing here?! I told you to stay behind!" She yelled in anger. She held her bat at her side, keeping it in a tight grip that whitened her knuckles as she gritted her teeth.

"I-if you came looking for Alfred and Matthew... They're not here... R-Russia told me that... They're dead..." Amelia's blue eyes filled with tears as her voice broke. When first hearing of Alfred and Matthew's deaths, Amelia was consumed by intense anger and sadness. The savage beating she inflicted on the monster alleviated the anger, so now all that was left was sadness. "That monster killed them! They're both gone!" Tears were now running down her cheeks as she dropped her bat on the floor and clutched her head, sobbing. Arthur looked at Amelia, frowning before glancing at Ivan.

"To answer your question, old chap, I cared about America and Canada as well. And I also knew how much they meant to her..."

The Englishman walked over to the female American and wrapped his arms around her. Amelia was still crying as she fell to her knees, taking Arthur with her. There they sat, with Arthur holding a grief-stricken Amelia in his arms. Hearing Italy's voice, he looked up at him.

"Ah, there you are, Italy. We came to find you all because you were gone so long. But we never expected to find this..."

England lowered his head and closed his eyes while still holding Amelia. As he did, a few tears began to fall from his eyes as well.


(Wow, a tearjerker and a Fem!USXUK moment! I'm good. =') )

[Madeline Williams]

"A-Amelia? Th-they're de.." she gulped and stooped slowly down to where her sister was sobbing on the grimy floor. "They're dead?" she continued slowly with shock. Alfred.. M-Mattie..? What? Th-they couldn't be dead! No! It.. it just wasn't possible!

She suddenly shook her head fiercely with tears leaking out of her eyes and her insides aching with uncertainty and fear.

"B-But that's n-not possible! H-How can a nation d-d...?" she swallowed the last word in fear of it being true. Amelia looked up at her sister with a harsh glare and Madeline cringed and scooted back a little.

"You think I'd fucking lie! This shit is real!" Madeline jolted backwards with a slight yelp and gazed around the scenery before her. Everone looked tattered and worn down. Trails of blood littered the floor and grimy filth could be seen.. a-all around her. Tears flooded out like a watergate and she silently choked on small sobs. She covered her mouth with a shaky hand and went over to grasp her sister in a tight embrace.

Madeline sobs grew louder and she couldn't even remember being lifted from the ground and into someones arms. Her head ached with a blood pulse and her reddened face burrowed into someones arm.

'Why?' was all she asked for any other thought was lost in her mind. She only wanted to know. 'Why Matthew and Alfred?' 'Why were they even here?' 'Why being attacked?' Why? Why? Why?

She must've screamed that for what felt like hours until her sobs diminished as she started to fade out into a dark unconsciousness from her shooken fright.

[Maria Beilschmidt]

And the one holding her up was none other than the awesome Prussia himself. He frowned, looking to the side and making a sigh. "You'll be okay, Birdie..." he whispered softly to her, then cleared his throat, looking at the other nations while still holding Madeline in his arms securely.

"Don't look at me like that.." he grumbled lowly, though the other were probably not noticing him. "Come on and gather your supplies. Arthur, carry Amelia back if you need to. Stick together. No matter what. Italy, lead the way. Russia in the back. Women will be in the middle of the group." he added, standing behind Italy. "Hurry up..." he muttered, looking down at the Canadian who seemed to have cried herself to sleep. Gilbert couldn't help but be a little upset with Amelia. 'She just threw it at Canada just like that... You don't just rip things like this off like a bandaid...' he thought to himself, growing more and more stressed.

[Lithe the Forgotten]

Sakura stood at the bottom of the steps, one foot on the first steps and her pole arm in her hand. "I saw my own brothers body ripped to shreds nearly. You want to see what the thing is capable of then be my damn guest." And with that she started up stairs. Russia followed behind, a bit shaky the Amelia and Madeline along with Arthur came into the hellhole.

"Welcome to Hell. You wont be leaving alive."

[Italy Veneziano]

“Figured..”He huff under his breath. Did he have to blame the Englishman for not remembering that he has been here before? No. He clenched his fists biting his lower lip as the Canadian started to break down. “They didn’t die in vain though…” The Italian spoke in a soft whisper as Prussia lift her up from the ground now sleeping. He nodded his head as he started to lead the way back to safe room, the floors creek as the group stopped on the bloody worn out flooring . If anybody was outside the mansion it looked perfectly fine but the inside, looked like a hell for them. Death everywhere, no possible ways to escape and no hope of ever seeing the light again as long as they live or somebody resets time for it to start all over again.

[Amelia F. Jones]

"We need to go." Arthur told Amelia. "Can you stand?"

Amelia sniffed. "Y-yeah..." She slowly got up, picked up her bat, and started walking unsteadily after the others as England followed. Amelia looked at the sleeping Madeline and frowned.

"I'm sorry, Sis..." She whispered.

As they went up the stairs, Arthur was silent and thought of what Russia said to them.

"Welcome to Hell? After what I've seen, that's very believable." He thought to himself. "But it's as if everyone's given up. If there was a way in, there's a way out. We just need to find it."

[Maria Beilschmidt]

"We'll get out if we try, just like England said..." he hissed as he glared at Ivan and Sakura with his scarlet hues, then looked down at Amelia, "And you, don't just flat out tell your sister your brothers are dead. It's something that has to be processed!" he noted in a stern voice, following behind Feliciano. "Hurry before another comes." the albino called, looking at Madeline again then sighs.

As they made their way to the safe room, Prussia climbed up the stairs, and as tired as he was, his arms beginning to get sore from carrying Canada. He hurried to a cot to lie her down, resting at her side and running his fingers through his soft, gray hair. He took a glance at the Canadian. 'She looks tired, even though it's been about ten minutes of terror for her...' he thought, petting the top of her head without thinking about it, his mind on another matter. "Verdammt... Already four more people here, and I doubt it's even been an hour..." he muttered, then looked at the others, eyes full of regret. "Rest for now. We can explain everything once Birdie wakes up. We don't to hear this story twice... Trust me..."

[Lithe the Forgotten]

Sakura had madenit to the room and placed her satchel down then rummaged through it, pulling out black paint and a brush. She walked over to the wall and dress a large circle. Then another inside it. Then two more. Then a big dot. She walked back over to the bed and put the paint back and pulled out throwing knives.

"The Hell?" Sakura heard Russia ask. She held out her hand, gesturing toward the painting. "Its a target dipshit." She said. "You throw stuff at it." She gave a sarcastic gasp then rolled her eyes. "We don't need to go out there unexperienced. Some of us are terrible at close ranged, some from far off. If that beast corners youand you don't do melee, your tucked like a snowball in Hell." Russia nodded getting at Sakuras explinstion.

"Nobody knee so hardly anyonw came prepared. Well, Italy knew. Don't go jumping to conclusions though."

[Amelia F. Jones]

Amelia cringed upon hearing Prussia scold her. She looked down, ashamed of herself.

"I-I know... I'm sorry...." She said in a low voice. When they got to the safe room, the female American simply sat on a chair and was silent.

Looking around, England noticed Sakura painting the target and telling Ivan about it.

"Ah, good idea, Sakura. The more prepared we are, the better." He said.

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