Request is based on this fill: http://hetalia-kink.livejournal.com/4567.html?thread=5013719#t5013719 (You'll have to scroll down a bit to find the fic)
So, what I want is basically a sequel where batshitcrazy!America and Russia are fighting against each other with America getting the opportunity to kill off one of Russia's sisters (can be either one) to get part of his revenge. How Belarus/Ukraine get killed off is up to you although I would assume it would be pretty gritty and in a way where Russia will see it. While all of this is happening, the other nations are debating whether to get involved or not and lots of angst ensues!
Bonus if you can include this quote, "You know, if Matthew was here, he would not approve of all this violence, even if what Ivan did to him is unforgivable." This can by said by anyone although I would prefer either UK or France.
Sorry if this is too specific. It's just that, I would really really like to see a continuation of this and I know some would like to see it too.
DISCLAIMER! I am not the same writer as the one who filled this request. It may suck. In fact, it does suck. Don't read it! It's bad!
("Flowers? For me? You shouldn't have, Matt."
"They're not for you, Al. They're a present for-- for someone else, she just declared independance, so I thought I'd go over and-"
"She? Oho, the plot thickens! Somebody has a cru~ush!"
"S-shut up! I just wanted to congratulate her on her independence, okay?"
"Yeah, yeah. Who's this mysterious lady, then?"
"... Yekaterina. She--"
"That's Ivan's sister, right? You have a crush on Ivan's sister? Man, Matt, I don't want to be Ivan's in-law."
"I don't have a crush on her! Jeez!")
Yekaterina - Ukraine- is kneeling on the ground, now. She would stand if she could, but the lower half of her left leg is almost entirely missing.
Alfred cannot remember inflicting that injury on her. It occurs to him that maybe he should feel remorse, that this girl does not deserve it, but whenever he tries to feel bad about what he is doing he just hears I love you, I'll stay here, they won't notice it's not you in his mind again and all sympathy falls flat.
There are no flowers left in the field they're standing on; it has been mud for some time, and was ice for some time before that. She is crying. It seems she cries a lot. Alfred does not move the gun from where it is pointing- the barrel is aimed squarely at her forehead.
"I'm sorry. For what he did. Matthew was ... I would have stopped him, if I knew. I'm sorry."
Her voice is choked. Alfred can understand why; after all, her sister is sprawled on the ground not twenty feet away from where they are, her long hair all matted with blood and dirt.
"Would you have? Really?"
His voice sounds choked, he realizes suddenly. Dimly, he wonders why this is. He'd had absolutely no problem dispatching Natalia- but then, she'd been an active threat. She'd been armed, she was attacking, Alfred had just taken the adrenaline rush and gone with it. Natalia had not been crying and apologizing.
But that wasn't it, exactly. That wasn't the full reason.
("I-It's not that! W-well, she is really cute, b-but it's not that I have a crush on her! I just have a really big Ukrainian population, so it's important for me to establish diplomatic relations!"
"Sooo you have a crush on her."
"N-NO!")
"... Yes. Matthew was my friend. I would have stopped him, Alfred. I would have tried. I-I--"
Yekaterina is silent, then, except for the quiet sound of sobbing. Alfred's aim wavers momentarily. He is aware- the rational part of his mind is aware- that Ivan's troops will be here soon, and it would be best to dispatch this woman before reinforcements arrive.
The emotional part of his mind-
("I don't have a crush on her, okay!?")
- is conflicted -
("Nobody will notice. I already cut my hair. I love you. Please go now, while there's still time.")
- between -
("Matthew loved peace, Alfred. He loved everyone. He wouldn't want you to do this. He would hate to see you turn into this. This isn't the Alfred he loved. Ivan did something horrible, but you are becoming just as bad as he was."
"Shut up, Arthur. Don't try to talk me out of this. He killed Matthew. He has to pay.")
- at least three extreme feelings -
(The gunshot that ends his brother's life is loud, so loud, too loud, and it works its way into every dream and every thought and every emotion he has, until all Alfred can think about is gunshots--)
"I ... I am sorry. I loved your brother. He was a very dear friend to me. But if you kill me, you will not bring him back."
It is not a happy smile. Her eyes are filled with tears, her face is stained with blood and dirt and sweat. She looks nothing like Matthew, but in that instant Alfred thinks of his brother, and he drops the gun from where he's aimed it. His arm falls limply by his side.
I can't kill her, he realizes, slowly. I ... I can't-
Then the sound of shouting and gunshots ("I love you." BANG.) alerts him to the fact that Ivan's troops are here. Alfred can see the tall Russian at the front lines, his scarf billowing out behind him like a banner. He looks well-rested and calm; perhaps he has not realized that one of his sisters is dead and the other may be next.
Perhaps he simply doesn't care.
Alfred turns to Yekaterina for the final time. He is going to retreat after this, he tells himself. This battle has become something much bigger than he was hoping for. He aims the gun at her forehead again.
("Hey, Matt?"
"... What?"
"Well, I've decided that you're allowed to date that girl."
"... Thank you, Mom, but I wasn't planning on dating-"
"Suure you weren't. I just want to make sure you won't get your heart totally broken or something. Or come home one day and find Ivan waiting for you with a shotgun, 'Da, ve are havink some problems, I tink, comrade'--"
"Pfft. Don't be dumb. I know how to take care of myself, and it's not like we're dating or something. Besides, you'd protect me from Ivan, right?"
"Of course I would! I can take Ivan any day of the week! But, you know, just in case."
"Ha! So it's no problem, then, even if I did plan on dating her, which I don't."
"Well, just in case! And you have to promise that you won't turn into one of those guys who ignores their completely awesome big brother for a stupid girl."
"Fine, fine, fine. I promise. You know I'll always love you best. Can I go now? I need to make dinner.")
"Bang," he whispers, but does not pull the trigger.
I loved when Matt and Alfred talked about Yekaterina, it was so cute...and so sad in the end. I'm really glad he didn't pull the trigger in the end since it showed there's still some good in him.
Thank you so much for filling this <33333333333333
Aha, I'm glad you liked it! After filling it I thought it might not be what you wanted, but I got the plotbunnies, so ...
And the end, I'm glad you caught on <33 Alfred is broken, and he's twisted now, but he's not a monster and I don't think he can ever really fall that far, not even in the name of revenge, because ... he's Alfred, man.
This is, in fact, the author!anon who wrote the first one, I mean, the one that this is a sequel to. I just wanted to say - this is lovely. It's extremely true to the plot that I developed; you've taken it in a new direction that's absolutely wonderful to behold.
Ah! I'm glad you approve .///. I-I thought it was pretty sacreligious to take someone else's 'verse and write fic for it, s-so I'm really relieved you're not offended. I just loved what you set up and wanted to see where I could go with it, so--! ♥
(The gunshot that ends his brother's life is loud, so loud, too loud, and it works its way into every dream and every thought and every emotion he has, until all Alfred can think about is gunshots--)
I just b'awwwwed at that. What a beautiful line. Alfred is so HAUNTED and Matthew was so cute and the flashback was just a lot of HEARTHURTING and ;_; ....
and he didn't kill her. And now he's facing off with Ivan and I want to see what happens, Arthur and Francis being relieved that Alfred didn't kill Ukraine and....aww
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(Anonymous) 2009-03-15 06:49 pm (UTC)(link)So, what I want is basically a sequel where batshitcrazy!America and Russia are fighting against each other with America getting the opportunity to kill off one of Russia's sisters (can be either one) to get part of his revenge. How Belarus/Ukraine get killed off is up to you although I would assume it would be pretty gritty and in a way where Russia will see it. While all of this is happening, the other nations are debating whether to get involved or not and lots of angst ensues!
Bonus if you can include this quote, "You know, if Matthew was here, he would not approve of all this violence, even if what Ivan did to him is unforgivable." This can by said by anyone although I would prefer either UK or France.
Sorry if this is too specific. It's just that, I would really really like to see a continuation of this and I know some would like to see it too.
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(Anonymous) 2009-03-23 10:35 pm (UTC)(link)("Flowers? For me? You shouldn't have, Matt."
"They're not for you, Al. They're a present for-- for someone else, she just declared independance, so I thought I'd go over and-"
"She? Oho, the plot thickens! Somebody has a cru~ush!"
"S-shut up! I just wanted to congratulate her on her independence, okay?"
"Yeah, yeah. Who's this mysterious lady, then?"
"... Yekaterina. She--"
"That's Ivan's sister, right? You have a crush on Ivan's sister? Man, Matt, I don't want to be Ivan's in-law."
"I don't have a crush on her! Jeez!")
Yekaterina - Ukraine- is kneeling on the ground, now. She would stand if she could, but the lower half of her left leg is almost entirely missing.
Alfred cannot remember inflicting that injury on her. It occurs to him that maybe he should feel remorse, that this girl does not deserve it, but whenever he tries to feel bad about what he is doing he just hears I love you, I'll stay here, they won't notice it's not you in his mind again and all sympathy falls flat.
There are no flowers left in the field they're standing on; it has been mud for some time, and was ice for some time before that. She is crying. It seems she cries a lot. Alfred does not move the gun from where it is pointing- the barrel is aimed squarely at her forehead.
"I'm sorry. For what he did. Matthew was ... I would have stopped him, if I knew. I'm sorry."
Her voice is choked. Alfred can understand why; after all, her sister is sprawled on the ground not twenty feet away from where they are, her long hair all matted with blood and dirt.
"Would you have? Really?"
His voice sounds choked, he realizes suddenly. Dimly, he wonders why this is. He'd had absolutely no problem dispatching Natalia- but then, she'd been an active threat. She'd been armed, she was attacking, Alfred had just taken the adrenaline rush and gone with it. Natalia had not been crying and apologizing.
But that wasn't it, exactly. That wasn't the full reason.
("I-It's not that! W-well, she is really cute, b-but it's not that I have a crush on her! I just have a really big Ukrainian population, so it's important for me to establish diplomatic relations!"
"Sooo you have a crush on her."
"N-NO!")
"... Yes. Matthew was my friend. I would have stopped him, Alfred. I would have tried. I-I--"
Yekaterina is silent, then, except for the quiet sound of sobbing. Alfred's aim wavers momentarily. He is aware- the rational part of his mind is aware- that Ivan's troops will be here soon, and it would be best to dispatch this woman before reinforcements arrive.
The emotional part of his mind-
("I don't have a crush on her, okay!?")
- is conflicted -
("Nobody will notice. I already cut my hair. I love you. Please go now, while there's still time.")
- between -
("Matthew loved peace, Alfred. He loved everyone. He wouldn't want you to do this. He would hate to see you turn into this. This isn't the Alfred he loved. Ivan did something horrible, but you are becoming just as bad as he was."
"Shut up, Arthur. Don't try to talk me out of this. He killed Matthew. He has to pay.")
- at least three extreme feelings -
(The gunshot that ends his brother's life is loud, so loud, too loud, and it works its way into every dream and every thought and every emotion he has, until all Alfred can think about is gunshots--)
- and Yekaterina smiles at him.
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(Anonymous) 2009-03-23 10:36 pm (UTC)(link)It is not a happy smile. Her eyes are filled with tears, her face is stained with blood and dirt and sweat. She looks nothing like Matthew, but in that instant Alfred thinks of his brother, and he drops the gun from where he's aimed it. His arm falls limply by his side.
I can't kill her, he realizes, slowly. I ... I can't-
Then the sound of shouting and gunshots ("I love you." BANG.) alerts him to the fact that Ivan's troops are here. Alfred can see the tall Russian at the front lines, his scarf billowing out behind him like a banner. He looks well-rested and calm; perhaps he has not realized that one of his sisters is dead and the other may be next.
Perhaps he simply doesn't care.
Alfred turns to Yekaterina for the final time. He is going to retreat after this, he tells himself. This battle has become something much bigger than he was hoping for. He aims the gun at her forehead again.
("Hey, Matt?"
"... What?"
"Well, I've decided that you're allowed to date that girl."
"... Thank you, Mom, but I wasn't planning on dating-"
"Suure you weren't. I just want to make sure you won't get your heart totally broken or something. Or come home one day and find Ivan waiting for you with a shotgun, 'Da, ve are havink some problems, I tink, comrade'--"
"Pfft. Don't be dumb. I know how to take care of myself, and it's not like we're dating or something. Besides, you'd protect me from Ivan, right?"
"Of course I would! I can take Ivan any day of the week! But, you know, just in case."
"Ha! So it's no problem, then, even if I did plan on dating her, which I don't."
"Well, just in case! And you have to promise that you won't turn into one of those guys who ignores their completely awesome big brother for a stupid girl."
"Fine, fine, fine. I promise. You know I'll always love you best. Can I go now? I need to make dinner.")
"Bang," he whispers, but does not pull the trigger.
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(Anonymous) 2009-03-23 10:49 pm (UTC)(link)Captcha: shreds flowers BAWW
OP LOVES YOU!!!!!!
(Anonymous) 2009-03-24 03:17 am (UTC)(link)It was so beautiful and heartwrenching.
I loved when Matt and Alfred talked about Yekaterina, it was so cute...and so sad in the end. I'm really glad he didn't pull the trigger in the end since it showed there's still some good in him.
Thank you so much for filling this <33333333333333
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(Anonymous) 2009-03-24 04:10 am (UTC)(link)And the end, I'm glad you caught on <33 Alfred is broken, and he's twisted now, but he's not a monster and I don't think he can ever really fall that far, not even in the name of revenge, because ... he's Alfred, man.
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(Anonymous) 2009-03-24 03:52 am (UTC)(link)B'aww, this was - it hurt just as much as the fic that inspired it. ): WHY ARE YOU GUYS SO AMAAAAAZING, NEVER STOP.
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(Anonymous) 2009-03-24 04:12 am (UTC)(link)Awesome writing anon <3
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(Anonymous) 2009-03-24 04:35 am (UTC)(link)Thank you ♥
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(Anonymous) 2009-03-24 04:35 am (UTC)(link)AND LIKE. DKJHFESf I LOVE THIS SEQUEL KJDHFSKUHSKEFSF *SPAMS WITH LOVE* KSUJDHFUSEf AND I ALSO LOVE THE OP. WHO REQUESTED THE REQUEST FOR A SEQUEL.
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(Anonymous) 2009-03-24 07:27 am (UTC)(link)I just b'awwwwed at that. What a beautiful line. Alfred is so HAUNTED and Matthew was so cute and the flashback was just a lot of HEARTHURTING and ;_; ....
and he didn't kill her. And now he's facing off with Ivan and I want to see what happens, Arthur and Francis being relieved that Alfred didn't kill Ukraine and....aww
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