Hetalia WIP Graveyard

Life Points: Reader x Creature!Hetalia

(Name) got out of the limo in front of the adoption center. As she walked in her business suit down the walkway men opened the glass doors to the facility. It was a slick modern building with plenty of natural life and plants. There was a water fountain where some awaiting new parents waited. As her heels clicked on the floor may turned to stare at her. Many knew her name for being the highest point winner and she had kept the title for 10 years. The points were practically money in this society. If you could win just one point you were set for life.

(Name) was beyond set for life with a net point worth in 12 digits. She had scrubbed the deepest and darkest places to crawl her way to the top of the world. She had thrown away half of her life to work for where she was today because of this she had become a rising star. The world loved to see what she would wear to formal parties and other public appearances. The people loved her for her generosity to different charities and organizations. Though many loved her the price on her head steadily rose. People would kill to have her points the only problem was (Name) made herself untouchable. She didn't rise to the top to watch it all crumble below her. She had made deals and contracts with the boogeyman in the alley ways and some say that she even sold her soul to be at the top.

(Name) arrived at the front desk and she was greeted by the staff and promptly lead down the hallway to meet her possible future pet.(Name) ignored the speech about their facility as she followed behind them. She had heard it every day of her first 13 years of her life. Everything in the facility was based off of points. Most parents/owners tried to scrape together to get at least a 1,000 point child while the rich were prompt to buy at least a 10,000 or better. The higher the point the 'better' the child. The prices ranged from 50 to 10,000,000 children. 10,000,000 children were given their own personal staff and were deemed the best well rounded. Those children were guaranteed to become million heirs in whatever profession they choose and would always physical fit along with having top notch brains. This was the first nursery (Name) was lead to. The room was so colorful it stung her eyes. The room was filled with the best technology and the staff was outfitted with the best equipment. It sickened (Name) to the core. It was much different to the room she had grown up in. (Name) walked down the hall to the lower cost rooms searching for the room she was looking for.

"Madam (Lastname), perhaps I can help you find the perfect child?" What species are you looking for?" asked one of the nurses who had been at the desk and lead her down the hall.

"Naga," (Name) said glaring through the glass at the overpriced brats before her.

"Excuse me, did you say a naga?" asked the nurse in disbelief, for Naga were supposedly a nasty cheap child with a few exception. Most higher paying customers payed for werewolves, kitzes, merfolk or other friendly creatures.

"Do you have one or not?" questioned (Name) cutting down the nurses ego with her glare.

The nurse only nodded her head and looked down at the ground as she walked down the hall. Through twist and turns the nurse lead (Name) to a back room. (Name) looked through the glass. It was the 50 point room. The floors were bare and a rough concrete. There were only ratty blankets on the floor. There were no books or toys or chairs let alone a table. The room was bland and solid grey. (Name) watched as food dropped from the ceiling. It was crust and other leftovers. There was no social interaction between the children, who now ate with their dirty hands the food off of the floor, and the staff. They looked as if they hadn't showered in months. Their clothes were torn to pieces. In the room sat 5 nagas. Two of them teenagers, who looked like there were going to kill each other, two that were about 6 or 7 who were twins and one about a toddler's age who was sitting alone shivering in the corner.

"All of them," (Name) said with softened eyes at the room she knew all too well.

"Pardon?"

"You heard me, or should I bring my business somewhere else?"

"I'm sorry madam, I will fetch the paper work."

There were questions from just about everyone about the odd purchase, but no one said anything to (Name). The 50 point room was the throw away room. No one had ever purchased a 50 point child. These were considered the most dangerous and unwanted children. They were typically nagas but sometimes there were others who had been returned. (Name) had been one of those. She had grown up in the 50 point room. She was extremely bright from the start. The problem was that she was mute for most of her life. Her vocal cords hadn't formed right in the womb and so she had been placed into the room as soon as she could crawl. She had social problems and a string of other mental and physical problems after being placed in there. When she was 13 she was sent away to a lab. They experimented on her to see if they could fix her. That's where she had started to make points. She was paid in points if she would give her body to science. She volunteered for experiments and operations one after another. She had racked up a millions in points by the time they had found a way to fix her. She willing took the deadly procedure and survived. She left at the age of 18 with her billions of points and returned to work there. With her knowledge of the labs and how everything worked she soared to the top though she didn't have any formal education. She had learned from the workers for she asked questions about everything she could. She went for a formal education as she worked there and at the age of 23 she had a doctorate.

She had finished the paperwork and the new pets as the facility called them, were loaded up in cages and crates into her limo. She walked out to her limo and made her it to her seat. She sat there looking down at the boys before her. The driver started the car and headed for home.

"Yao?" (Name) called out as she entered the home.

There was a flapping of wings and in front of her landed her best friend Yao. He tilted his head as he looked at the creatures in the crates.

"Francis is the oldest, could you show him to his room and I will take Arthur to his."

Yao only nodded and opened the crate. Out slither the naga with blonde hair and matching scales. He looked around with eyes wide at the large manner, and Yao motioned for him to follow him. Arthur was let out by (Name) and she dragged him away from the Francis and to another room. She showed him the room was and showed him around his room, before leaving him for the others. Yoa came back and took Alfred and Matthew to their own room, filled with toys galore. (Name) opened the last crate where the toddler sat. He was balling and (Name) picked the young naga up. She brought him to his own nursery/room. She grabbed some food from one of the cupboards and sat him down the ground. She fed him slowly and got him a bottle. He happily ate and after they finished, she brought him to the bathroom. She showed him the special toilets and area designed for nagas. She shut the door and sat him down as she filled the tud, before digging out towels and toys for him.

One the bubble bath was ready, Ivan didn't want to get in. He probably had never bathed in his life. She showed him a toy and he wanted to play with it as she placed it onto the tub. It floated out of reach and only then did Ivan let (Name) placed him into the tub. She cleaned him with easy as he played with the toys. Once he was all clean she would see his platinum blonde hair. She emptied the tub and rinsed him off before drying Ivan off. She took him into the other room and changed him into a new outfit. He was all clean and so she made her way to the others. Yoa was struggling to get the younger twins bath and so (Name) came to his rescue. (Name) repeated the same trick with the toys and bathed them with ease. She took care of the boys while Yao played with Ivan with some of the toys. When (Name) had finished changing them, she made her way to the other room. She showed Arthur how to work the shower and he happily washed the dirt and grime off. She doubted he had ever bathed before. Once he was done playing in the water, she helped him wash his hair and showed him how to use a loofah. He rinsed off and (Name) helped him towle off. She showed him the new clothes and he happily changed. She showed him to the living room, where everyone but Francis was. Francis was in his room still looking at everything. (Name) had come in and helped him like she helped Arthur and soon everyone was in the livingroom watching seasme street. She douted any of them spoke any english. (Name) chipred and whisled at Yoa and he made his way to the other room before returning with a play mat for Ivan.

Ivan-naga youngest

Francis- naga- oldest

Alfred- twin naga

Mat- twin naga- older than ivan

China- Harpy- already lives with (Name)

Arthur- naga- 2nd oldest