Murdertalia (Hetalia Fanfiction)

Chapter 2

England stared down at his phone. He new something strange was going on, now he got a text from Canada and Japan saying that America and Germany were acting strange. England himself had felt like something was wrong. This couldn't be a prank...

Could it?

"No," England decided, "This isn't a prank. It would be normal for Alfred to act strange, but when Ludwig starts acting differently..."

The Brit got up and turned around- And noticed a tall black shadow. He gasped and backed up, looking towards his spellbook. When he looked back at the thing, it was starting to look him... Then America... Then Germany... Then... Now it looked like France. It stepped closer to England.

"Stay back!" He ordered the blonde.

It stepped closer, set straight serious face and not saying a word.

England picked up his spellbook, flipped through it while the thing walked closer, and chanted some things from the book. The creature looked hurt, and since it was France, England felt as if he were hurting France instead of the creature. The Brit shook off the feeling and chanted more words. The France impression faded, and was replaced by a version of England... Yet... Had cuts, scars, bruises, and dried blood all over his body, and a violent gleam in his green eyes.

"W-who are you?" England asked, eyes wide.

"Don't you know?" A wide grin was starting to spread across the creature's face, "I am YOU."

England yelled some magic words and the creature screamed, dissolving into the air. England's eyes were still wide as he picked up his spellbook, grabbed his keys, and ran out to his car.

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"Mr. Germany?"

"Jaaaaaa?" Germany asked, giving Japan a smile.

"Are you feeling okay?"

"Ja, I feel great! Come on, Japan, let's go see what's on the other side of these bushes!"

"No thank you. You go ahead."

"Nonsense, it'll be fun!" The blonde grabbed Japan's wrist and pulled him to the other side of the bushes, then suddenly gave Japan an icy cold glare that sent shivers down the Japanese man's back.

"G-Germany- Germany, please put the gun down!"

Germany held the barrel against Japan's forehead, ready to shoot. They both heard a high-pitched cry and turned to see who it had come from. It was Italy, and he was going on about how Germany HAS been acting differently. While the German was distracted, Japan elbowed the gun out of his hand, twisted his arm around and flipped him over his back, and pinned him the with his foot. He took his katana out and stabbed Germany in the chest. But instead of blood going everywhere, a black mist waved out of the wound, and Germany's body dissolved into nothing.

England stood behind them, watching and panting. He had driven his car as close as he could, but he still had to run to get over to them.

"This isn't one we're looking at... It's many."

Japan and Italy looked at the blonde, confused.

"Come with me. We must gather up everyone... If we all want to live."

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~Author's Note~

I know these chapters are really short, I'm sorry... This weekend I should get out a few long chapters for you guys! Comment down below if you think I should continue the story, I don't want to make it too short or too long, ya know?

- PhoenixDillons

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