2p Hetalia x reader prologue

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING OPEN THIS BLOODY FUCKING DOOR THIS INSTANT" the British gentlemen on the other side of the door was banging on the door to the room i was in repeatedly, shouting at me.

Along with the rest of the countries.

"COME ON GET OUT HERE" a self proclaim hero shouted.

"AYIAH YOU ARE ACTING LIKE SUCH A BRAT. DAMN WESTERN BRAT"  an old chinese man sounded threw the door as well

"WHAT ZHE HELL ARE JOU DOING OPEN ZHE DAMN DOOR RIGHT NOW"

" __-_____ c-could-a you come out-a here" a usually bubbly Italian said through tears.

Ah there they are. The people i was suppose to call my parents. Who are suppose to protect me. I suppose to turn to when i had no one else. Were now one with the voices yelling at me in fury and anger.

I am Berlan.  The German capital of Berlin and the North Italian capital of Milan.  I have the body of an 18 year old but i am much older. I am a personification like my father Germany and my mother Northern Italy.  I never had a problem with other countries we all seem to get along and have fun. I have one crystal blue eye and one honey brown eye. But i wear ___ contacts to cover it so people wont freak out.  My life was so happy.


Until now.

"OPEN ZHE FUCKING DOOR. GET ZHE HELL OUT HERE"

"________! PLEASE-A GET OUT-A HERE"

i sat with my back against the door sobbing loudly. It was a dark room with only a closet. I had run in to England's house in an attempt to get away from everything. When he started chasing me i ran into this small room and locked the door. Now here i was crying in front of a giant mirror because i couldn't take it anymore. They hated me now, they looked at me like I was everything wrong in the world.

"Aww, so sad. I knew they would treat you poorly"

My head jerked up. I saw someone in the mirror. I couldn't make out the features just bright blue eyes that seem to draw me in.

"Oh poppet you dont have to deal with them anymore. Come live with us we have been waiting for you."

" who are you? Who is waiting on me"

"Your real family"

He reached out his hand and it came out of the mirror. I stood and looked. Then slowly i took his hand.


He yanked me in. The sound of yelling and banging stopped. It felt like i was on the ground anymore. All i saw was pitch black and clouds .was i dead?

I was falling.