There are many countries in the world today. Most of them have been in existence since the beginning of time and some have recently became known. Some have changed their names over time as they became more modern and advanced, while some have kept their old names and still live in comfortable lives. Each of these nations were born as immortal people and many of them became heroes and heroines over time. Of all the nations of the world, some considered the main power belonged to only eight nations, meaning they were perhaps the strongest of all. Many lives were saved by these great eight, although many lives have also been taken as war has spread across the world. Many generations have come and gone. But now, in the twenty-first century, there may be a new generation of heroes and heroines. This is what this story is about. These children will save the world one day, and it may continue over time.
Hetalia: Next Countries
Germanancy awoke in her bed and her blue eyes gleamed off the sunlight. She sat up and looked at her clock, which read 8:30. She yawned and stretched her arms out. Her hair was short-cut and blonde. She pulled back the curtains slightly and peeked out. She could see her father, Germany, watering the plants and doing other outside jobs. She smirked slightly. Good. That's just what she wanted. She threw off her sheets and changed into brown pants and a green tank top. She brushed her short blonde hair and crept down the stairs. She quietly opened the door and stepped outside of the house. Her father's back was on her and he didn't seem to notice that she was outside. Quietly but quickly, she walked to the basement doors. She turned back to her father again. He was still busy, but that wouldn't last. He had eyes and ears in the back of his head. He could know things before anyone else did. But it didn't look like he knew she was there at the moment. She took a silent deep breath and quietly opened the basement doors. She stepped in and closed the doors. She took another breath. All was clear for now. She peered into the dimly lit basement.
"Uncle Prussia?" She called down into the basement with a whisper. There was nothing for a moment. Germanancy waited, witched seemed like an hour. Then a voice called up to her.
"Ja, I'm here," Germanancy smiled as she descended the stairs. She ran into the embrace of an albino man with red eyes. He smiled.
"You came down here to see me?" he said as he patted her on the head like she was his lucky charm. Germanancy nodded.
"Ja. You are my favorite uncle after all," she smiled. Prussia laughed.
"Kesesese. I'm your only uncle," he said, giving her a squeeze. It made Germanancy laugh. Her Uncle was insane sometimes, but she loved him all in all. She never understood why her father didn't.
"I had to sneak past father again," she said. Prussia frowned.
"Why does he hate me?" he said. Germanancy had a sad, faraway look in her eyes. She never understood that. Her Uncle was, to put it in her Uncle's words, awesome. She couldn't understand why nobody but her liked him. She stood there, wrapped in her Uncle's embrace. But their family moment was interrupted when Germanancy was pulled back away from Prussia. The next thing she knew was that she was behind her father, who had his hand out protecting her. She stared up at him in shock.
"Germanancy, get back inside the house. He didn't hurt you, did he?" he said. Germanancy shook her head.
"Nein. But why do I have to stay away from him?!"
"You wouldn't understand. Go back into the house," Germany told her.
"Nein! I love him! Why do I always have to keep away from him?!" Germanancy shouted.
"Don't speak to me that way. Don't come back down here again. Is that understood?" he said. Germanancy hung her hand. She forced the tears back.
"Nein," but she reluctantly left the basement. When she left quickly, so to hide her tears, Prussia looked as innocent as always.
"You know, Vest. You should stop treating her like a child. Does it hurt for her to talk to me?" he said with a sneaky-looking smile. Germany glared at him.
"Ja. A lot,"
"Aw, Vest. She likes me. She's not a child anymore. She's 16. Let her be free," Prussia said. Germany didn't answer him and left the basement. Prussia frowned and called up to him before he closed the doors.
"You can't keep her here forever, Vest! She'll ran away eventually." But there was no response from Germany.
Germanancy buried her face in her pillow and cried. She was stretched out on her bed. She never could talk with Prussia. She wanted to support him when nobody else would.
"Father just doesn't understand. He can't keep me away from him forever. I'll be free to see him whenever I wish...someday," she said to herself. She heard a knock on the door. In the back of her head, she heard her father calling her name. 'Go away! Leave me alone!' she wanted to say. Germany walked in and sat down next to her on her bed. He put a hand on her shoulder.
"Germanancy?" he said. Germanancy pulled her shoulder away from him, "I'm sorry about that. I know you're close to your uncle, but-"
"You don't know! You never did! You don't know anything about me!" Germanancy screamed, her face still buried in the pillow. Germany continued.
"You've got to know that he's insane. He could kill you without realizing it," he said. Germanancy looked back at the moment when her uncle hugged her. He did squeeze her a little too tightly. But she would never believe that her uncle wanted to kill her.
"Just...don't trust him. Okay?" Germany asked her. Germanancy didn't look up at him. He could bribe her all he wanted, she wasn't going to stay away from Prussia.
"Leave me alone...please?" Germanancy muffled her tears. She just wanted to be alone for a while.
"Ja. I'll call you when lunch is ready," he said. He stood up and walked out of her room. Germanancy cried again when he left.
"Maybe I am too hard on her?" Germany said to himself as he closed her door, "She's a country, just like me,"
Germanancy, like the other countries' children, were part-country. Which meant that they only lived half as long as the countries themselves, because they were part human too.
"Someday. I'm leaving this place," Germanancy promised to herself. But she knew little about what the future held for her and many more children.