Murdertalia (Hetalia Fanfiction)

Prologue

Murder. Just think of the word. When was the last time you heard that word? What's the first thing you think of? A gun, or knife perhaps? Or maybe you think of a dead body with blood splattering everything. Well, whatever you think of, it all means the same thing. Maybe... Maybe we can teach some friends the meaning of... Murder.

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"WAH!"

An alarm clock screamed in England's ear. He groaned and reached to shut it off, but once he did, it went off again. He kept hitting 'off', yet it kept ringing.

"What the... Oh, bloody-! It was my phone!" England picked up his phone and answered, "Hello, this is-"

"DUDE, I TOTALLY FOUND THIS REALLY COOL-"

"Please stop yelling in my ear, Alfred. What did you find now?"

"I found a- and it -mrphmahrm-..."

The call suddenly ended, and the Brit stared at his phone.

'What in the world happened?' he thought to himself, 'That was strange. Oh well, Alfred IS a prankster...'

The blonde got up to get ready for the day.

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"Ludwig?" Italy asked, looking up at the tall German.

"Ja?"

"Do you ever feel like we're being watched?"

"Ja, it's especially strong right now. I don't like it."

Italy looked around, sighing from the warm rays of sun on his face. He thought he heard someone call his name, so he turned around. When he turned back to look at Germany, the blonde was gone.

"Ludwig?" Italy looked around once more, "Germany?!"

He checked behind some bushes and shrieked when a gloved hand gripped his shoulder. The Italian whipped around to see his best friend. Germany smiled.

"Come on, Feli. Let's go gather up some other countries, I have something for all of you," Germany's smile tightened.

Italy smiled as well and nodded, "Okie-dokie!~"

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