An: I don't own HetaOni. Or Hetalia. But I do own Jade.

~~Jade~~

"Come on, Jade, just a little farther!" I mumble to myself.

I was hiking. I did that a lot.

My name is Jade. Jade Prentice. I am thirteen years old.

It was summer break, and I was bored. Really bored. Enough-to-go-on-a-three-hour-hiking-trip-by myself-in-the-creepy-woods-by-my-house bored.

I reach the top of the hill I was on.

"Huh..." I voice.

I was facing a white mansion with a reddish-orange roof. There were no windows on the bottom floor, and the windows on the second floor were chained. The windows on the third and fourth floors looked okay though.

I know I shouldn't be snooping around a place that wasn't mine, but I just couldn't help myself. Something about this house was drawing me in.

I jiggle the door knob. It was locked, so I started walking around the mansion.

Faintly, I could hear voices shouting.

"Hello?" I call. I start walking faster. "Are you okay...?"

I realized that it was more than one person.

"Come on, this isn't funny..." I mutter.

"Prussia, wait! Germany tripped on a rock!" A voice yelled.

I shook my head. Prussia and Germany? Those are countries.

"...Because I can't think of a reason not to help my little brother!" A different voice shouted triumphantly.

There was a growling noise and sounds of metal on...rock? What was going on?

"Yes! It's backing away! let's get out of here!" Yet another voice called.

I wandered forward a few more steps and gasp in surprise as suddenly there was no ground underneath me.

I fell for a few seconds before landing on my butt in the most unflattering way.

"Ow!" I groan as I shake my long auburn hair out of my face. I reach up and put it in a high ponytail before getting up.

It was dark down here.

"Hello?..." I call.

I find my way to a door. Opening it, I walk out into a white room furnished with black couches and chairs.

I hear footsteps running down the hall, so I follow them.

"Hello?" I call again, walking faster.

Somewhere, a door slams.

Great.

I pass an open cell door. Soon, I find some stairs, so I climb them.

I shudder. Something about this place wasn't right.

Reaching the top of the stairs, I open the closed door and swiftly move through. All of my instincts were telling me to run, fast.

Suddenly, I feel goosebumps up my arm. Reaching into my messenger bag, I withdraw my sweatshirt that I brought for some strange reason. my hand brushes the knife I brought in case of emergencies. On a sudden whim, I take that out, too. I look into the reflective metal and stop cold.

Some-thing- was staring at me through cold black eyes.

"You won't escape..." It growled. I did what anyone holding a knife would do.

I screamed and ran for my life.

~~HETALIA~~

~~3rd person~~

Italy, Germany, Prussia, and Japan had informed everyone waiting in the halls that the way out was no longer available for use. They all ran until they reached a small white room.

"Thank goodness...thank goodness... for a little while, I thought we really wouldn't make it out alive!" Japan exclaimed.

"Dang it! even though we're al together here, our situation hasn't gotten any better!" Germany said, punching a wall.

"West, don't be so pessimistic! What matters is that we're alive! besides, with so many nations gone, someone is bound to notice soon!" Prussia said.

(How odd... I feel as if I'm forgetting something important...) Japan thought.

"...We need to keep breaking the clocks." China called to everyone.

"Maybe escaping really is impossible..." Germany glumly said. His voice rose. "And now, we're going to get eaten, one by one! That's what I would do If I was the Thing!"

(That's right...Germany said something, and then Prussia got mad...but then what?) Japan looked around, trying to figure out what was wrong.

"That's enough, West! We only lost one way out, I'm sure there are still many other ways!" Prussia exclaimed.

(What is it! What am I forgetting! Remember, remember! if I don't-)

Germany's voice interrupted Japan's fretting. "Prussia...I'm sorry. And thank you...For earlier...This time, I intend to make it up to you. I'm sorry I was such a burden..."

(I'll regret again-)

"Germany, but Germany, It's okay-" Italy began, but Germany cut him off. "No. If I can't protect my allies when I have the chance, then my training was pointless. At the very least, I shouldn't be such a burden to you. I'm sorry to you too." He said, looking at Italy. "You've been doing good fighting without running away. I really appreciate it."

Italy blushed at the complement. "What?...Oh, um, Thanks...But you know, I think you can definitely get out now. You see, this is the first time that-" He broke off, tears pooling in his eyes.

"What's wrong, Italy?" France said.

He turns his amber eyes on France, then sweeps them around the room, looking at everyone, even Canada. "Please...please, if you get out, just keep running. No matter what, don't look back, don't forget about me, don't blame me, don't cry, and make time-"

Canada interrupts him. "Er... You're shaking..."

(Time...) Japan thought. (After that line...) With a gasp of realization, he whips around to face the auburn haired nation. "Italy!" He shouted.

The door creaked open to reveal the grey monster behind. It's eyes were cold, and staring straight at Italy.

England and America, who were on either sides, gasped and withdrew their weapons, as did everyone else.

"Italy!" Japan shouted again, more desperately.

The Italian took a deep breath and continued his speech, not flinching even with the supernatural being meters behind him. "It was scary, but...But..." He smiled at everyone in the room. Italy was sure he was about to say his last words. "It was fun."

"ITALY!" Germany shouted.

There was a sickening slashing sound as the author ordered a page break.

~~~HETALIA!~~~

~~~Jade~~~

Panting, I turn a corner into a Japanese styled set of rooms. Judging by the heavy footsteps behind me, the thing was close on my tail. I didn't dare risk turning around.

"!" I am surprised by a dead end.

I turn and face the creature. It was taller than me by about two feet, with murder written in it's eyes.

I brandish my knife. "Stay back!" I try to order, but I end up squeaking.

I back into a corner. It advances on me until it was too close for my comfort. It slashes at me in the ribs, making a cut. I yelp in pain.

Experimentally, I grasp the blade of my knife and throw it. with a sickening splat, it lodges itself in the Thing's forehead. I gasp at what I had just done.

The monster slowly fades away, and my knife falls to the floor with a clatter. I half-laugh. I just did that...

picking up my knife, I head back into the hall. I try the door knob of the front door, but it doesn't work.

Great, now I was REALLY stuck here. I cross my arms loosely. I feel something wet under my arms...

I look down. blood soaked the front of my grey shirt, painting it red. Suddenly, I feel drowsy. My messenger bag feels heavy on my shoulder. Even my knife slips loosely from my hand.

I collapse on the floor, right where I was. I think I'll just sleep for a while...

Through my hazy eyes, I see the door to the basement that I was in open, and several people walk out. One of them is supporting a man in green, who was passed out. A man in white kneels down next to me. "Are you okay?" I barely hear him say anything.

He lifts the front of my shirt to my ribs, taking in my gash. "She needs help!" He calls out to his companions.

A man in a cream colored jacket rushes forward. "You need to stay awake, Miss. Look at me, that's right... don't fall asleep...Are you human?" He asks me in a quiet voice. I nod. He exchanges worried looks with his comrades. looking back to me, he asks, "What's your name?"

"Jade." I gasp. Talking was hard.

While this was happening, the first man was wrapping a bandage around my middle. He looks at me. "Is that better?" I nod, closing my eyes.

"Hey, none of that." The second man scolds me quietly. Slowly, I open my eyes again, looking into his. "Your eyes are purple..." Was all I had the strength to say.

He smiles at me. "Your eyes are green."

Another man in a cream colored coat walks up and lifts me into the air. "Now, Germany, you were taking us to a safe room...?" He has a thick Russian accent. I snuggle into his chest. "Can I sleep now?" I ask.

"Yes, child, sleep. But do not forget to wake up." The man holding me says. His footsteps slowly rock me into a dreamless sleep...

Yay, first HetaOni fic! (minus the one I helped type with InazumaCat1127. If you like HetaOni and Harry potter, you should read it. It's called HetaOni, Hogwarts style) Do you like it? please review! ^-^