2p vs. (Hetalia x Reader)

45- Awakeing

Hetalia x Reader

Chapter 45
Awakening

- Past America's POV -

She kissed me so naturally I kissed her back. It was great and all until she froze. The look on her face seemed so hurt and then. She collapsed. I couldn't catch her because I was stuck in the moment. I looked up and straight at the one who did it. Luciano stabbed her from behind. He only gave me a grim smirk before charging at me.

He knocked me onto the ground, I was able to quickly recover and jolt back up before he managed to pull three knives out of his pocket and shank me with them. I gripped my bat I had brought with me and swung menacingly at him. He dodged and I missed.

"What's going on in here?" England asked from the doorway. I got a quick glance at him as his eyes widened in shock. "Run!" I shouted for him to go. But I was too late. Always, too late. Too late to fight this guy. Too late to save my friends.

Luciano swung a knife at him, stabbing his side. His white dress shirt he always wore seemed to slowly fill with blood as he looked down in shock, only to collapse.

I quickly filled with anger and swung my bat at Luciano's side. He couldn't jump nor could he duck to dodge this swing. I smirked as he collapsed onto the floor beneath me. I raised the bat over my head and stared down at him.

But then someone stopped me, "England? .... _______? ..... What's happened in here?" I turned to see it was Russia at the doorway. I turned back to Luciano as he pulled his last two knives out once more and quickly swung at Russia before I could stop him. But to my surprise, they never hit him. We were equally in awe as Russia successfully caught both of the knifes like the heroes in movies did, with their hands!

When he turned away from staring at England and _______, he turned towards Luciano and his aura was back. My eyes widened again and I took a step back fearing my life at this point. Russia raised his hand for me to hand him my bat. I immediately did so and with that, he stabbed the knives through the top of the bat and glared down at Luciano.

He was soon only hitting a corpse.

"R-Russia! Dude, that's enough!" I said, trying to get him to focus on everything else. "No! He's still alive this scum!" He shouted angrily an began hitting him harder. I put my hand on his shoulder and stared at him as sternly as I could, but this time it was terrifying.

"Dude, Russia. We have four people hurt and we need to attend to them first, hell, there's probably more than four. We have to round everyone together downstairs and fight as a team.

Russia dropped the bloody bat and turned completely, "Right. I'm sorry, I just-" he stopped. I nodded though, it's understandable since he has seen a lot. I hoped that I would never turn like that though. So angry...

Russia walked over to ______ and placed two fingers on her wrist to feel for a pulse. For a second, his eyes widened then he stepped away. Without hesitation, he moved on to England and put his fingers to his wrist, causing England to glare over, "I'm alive, idiot, help me." Russia looked him in the eyes then took his scarf off and pulled the knife out of his side, then wrapped his scarf around his waist tightly.

I was confused for a moment. I slowly turned over to _______. Why did he just leave her like that? I quickly walked beside her and knelt down. I put my fingers on her wrist, but was there supposed to be a pulse?

I shivered as I realised. She was dead.

I lifted her up bridal styled and set her on the empty couch. She... Couldn't really be dead though, could she?

I turned back towards the others and tried my best to keep my head in the game. (WILDCATS!)

"You... Idiot... America, where did Germany go?" England asked as he pointed to the couch, "He was right there and Italy told me he might be in trouble soon."

I turned back around to look at the couch. No wonder it was empty, after _____ helped bandage his leg, he left.
- Nikolai's POV -

Forgotten about me already?

I watched what was happening through the mirrors in the walls. We were so close to them and yet they were so far from us. Sort of like how Sunday is so close to Monday and yet, Monday is so far from Sunday.

Right up to this moment, I have been the one who has been pulling the strings, I think of everyone as my pawns doing my biding.

However, I have been losing so far, mostly. It seems that for every one kill, we lose two men so far, but maybe that one kill put us in the lead since now they won't be able to use her as their secret weapon.

Mathew is deceased.

Luciano is deceased.

And now, their little ______ is deceased.

Not to mention that France and China have been losing some blood and when they lose enough, they too will also be deceased.

I stared as America's past self set the girl on the couch and turned around to someone in the hall. I couldn't see who since that's not where the mirror was pointed. But what I did see was incredible. I of all people, was in disbelief....