Alien Invasion: Hetalia x Reader 1

Alien Invasion: Hetalia x Reader Part 1

“How skit. I hardly get any tourists any more. I don't care what it takes; I gotta get popular again...” Iceland sighs. He looks over to the right, breaking the fourth wall. “Hi. Nice to meet you, I'm Iceland, a new character.” He states. A bright light comes from in front of him. “Huh?” He looks towards it.

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A girl with light brown hair and blue eyes runs down an ally way during the middle of the night. The only sound was her footsteps echoing and her breathing, as she gasps for air. She sees a police officer. “Oh! Please somebody help me!” She screams. The police officer turns around, revealing no face. She back up a step. “Oh…” She gasps. The rest of the things without faces surround her. She gasps, again. Looks like this is it… She thought. One of the things walks up to her, glowing. She backs up a step. The thing touches her.

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You’re sitting in another meeting, day dreaming as the others talk nonsense. All of the arguing is giving you a head ache. You tune into what everyone was talking about.
“Dude, you can’t compete with the Michael Bay sequels.” America laughs.
“That attitude is why I restrict your films, aru!” China yells, standing up and facing him.
“Mine are more quietry artistic with curturar story-terling.” Japan adds.
“My movies are the most fun ones if you want to ask me!” Italy puts in.
They’re arguing about who has the best films?! You thought, angrily. You sigh. Cue Germany in 3…2…1-
“THAT IS ENOOOOOUUUUUUGH! WHILE YOU SIT HERE AND ARGUE ABOUT NOTHING, MORE OF MANKIND ARE TURNING INTO THOSE ALIENS OR WHATEVER THEY'RE CALLED!! NOW LISTEN. IF WE HAVE BEEN TURNED INTO THOSE THINGS, WE'LL LOSE OUR FACES. THINK ABOUT IT YOU DUMMKOPHHHSSSSSS!” Germany yells at them.
“Ha, ha, ha!” America laughs, completely ignoring the German man. “No need to argue ‘cause I’m right!”
“I know my ideas are best otherwise I’d kill them.” Russia says a childish smile on his face. Truthfully, you both were friends. Heck! You were friends with everyone.
“I’m only aloud to hear my own thoughts, and those are the ones I like, aru.” China states, pouting.
You stand up, gathering my stuff. You look at the rest. “Alright then. You’re giving me a head ache. So, I’m done here. I was an idiot to think we could do one meeting without arguing. That’s not how we work, is it? What a waste. All these meetings are pointless. I will do what I have to; you do what you have to.” With that, you walk out. You go back to your house, since the meeting was held in your country this month.

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The rest of the nations stare at her as she walks out. Russia is the first to speak.
“That’s exactly what I was going to say.” He walks out after her.
Germany walks out without a word. At least he didn’t have to say it.
“There's too much fighting together to figure out if we should even fight together anyway, aru.” China states, walking out.
“I am far too gorgeous to ‘ave been in a stuffy room for so long.” France says as he swipes his hand over his hair, dramatically. He walks out.
England follows him, arms crossed, acting like the tsundere he is. “I am far too gorgeous to- SHUT UP FRANCE!” He yells.
“Ha, ha, ha, ha!” America laughs. “I was just trying to help! I don’t need you guys; I’m the HERO!” He walks out of the room.
“Ah. My berry. It hurts.” Japan clutches his stomach as he exits.
“Hey! Wait up you guys!” Italy complains from the table. He starts to run towards the door. “Come on, don’t, leave me here by myself!” He cries.
Canada watches him leave. “I’m still here.” He stated, quietly. “And I don’t mean to complain, or anything, but no one ever notices me.”
“Who are you?” His polar bear, Kumajirou, asks.
“I’m Canada.” Canada sighs. Even his own pet doesn’t remember him.

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“Hey, hey, hey!” The albino, Prussia, greets on his dance show. “It’s time to dance!

I’m awesome.

On a popular singing show made for me, also by me! Today we got Belarus and Ukraine!” He slides to the side. “They’re singing, Carrot and a Stick!” He waits for them to come out, only they don’t. He stands up straight. “Carrot… and a Stick.”
A co-worker walks upon the stage. “Sorry sir, they canceled at the last minute.” He says.
“They did what?!” Prussia basically yelled. “Who do they thing they are?! The White Stripers?!”

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Ukraine stood up in her country. “I am sorry; my big boobies make my back hurts. So I didn't think I could perform well…” She cried.
Belarus looks around for Russia. “Brother Russia! Where are you? Why do you leave me here with double D meets double dumb? Hurry up and come out... Or else I'll find you.” She warned, a dark aura coming off her that would put Russia’s to shame.

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America got ready to shoot at the Aliens’ ship with missiles from Jets. “Okay dude's it’s time to kick ass! As the heroes we'll intercept their lame attack with mad skills.” He tells them.
“Roger.” A Pilot replies. The jet shoots at the ship. The missiles are turned to black paper weights. Then, the jets are, too.
“Oh, crap!” America exclaims.

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Russia got ready to fire at the aliens. “Ha, ha ha…” He laughed. “Now you will see what happens when you play with big, unstable guns.” The aliens turn his giant guns into black mush. “…Or maybe not.”

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“We will stop them at Red Cliff, aru!” China exclaims, his ships ready to fire. The ships turn into a black mess. “Aiyah! I knew fortune cookie was full of bad lie…”

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England gets his helicopters ready to fire. He covers his eyes as a bright light comes, turning his helicopters into a falling black pile. “Bastards!” He yells. “You’re dealing with a former pirate now!”

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France rode in his ‘beautiful’ tank, sipping wine. “What kind of bland is not a crime? Why do you not express any kind of individuality? Unfortunately trying to make me bland is unforgivable, so consider yourself Punished......” The tank turns black, him just escaping before he lost his face. “Noo!!”

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You got ready to run. Truthfully, you were a coward when it came to war. Though, this time would be different. Different, indeed… No… You are going to fight. You make your final decision. The alien ship came into view. You froze on the spot.
The faceless aliens surround you. A glowing alien comes towards you. You quickly back up. You closed your eyes and started subconsciously running. When you open your eyes, you’re in an air vent… on the ship. What else could happen? You thought, bitterly.

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“Do not allow them to come anywhere close to us.” Germany tells him soldiers. “Understood?”
“Understood.” They say in unison.
“Here they come…” Germany says as the ship gets closer.
“Germany! Germany!! I know I say this a lot, but this time I really mean it!” Italy comes running to Germany.  “Please Germany! Help me! Help me! Help me! Help me!!” His men run behind the Germans.
“Germany! We got trouble! The enemy is attacking!” One of the German soldiers says.
All of the soldiers and their weapons get turned to black.
“Ah! Why?!”