Re: [Part 1] Hetalia/World War Z crossover
anonymous
October 2 2010, 23:22:36 UTC
V - England, France
France was the first nation to arrive. The ship bearing the French flag slid into Dover early and England was there with a small convoy of cars to meet them. Francis was easy enough to spot, even in the middle of a bevy of his people, leaning in close to give instructions and giving winning smiles to the prettiest that caught his eye. Arthur rolled his eyes, making sure that France could see it.
When France was on dry land he kissed Arthur on the cheek in the European way and dodged his swat with a silent laugh. His hair shone in the summer sun and his suit was finely tailored and flashier than anything the rest of gathering had.
England and France were in the same car. There had been an exchange of English Roses with French ones and Francis carefully twisted an English one from the bouquet. His gloved hands were clumsy and Arthur threaded the bloom through his buttonhole for him. The rose had become the symbol of morning in France. Like the poppies on the battlefields of the first world war they'd been the first thing to grow again in the ashes of Versailles.
France beckoned England closer. Arthur caught the briefest glimpse of marred skin between sleeve and glove before he leant in closer,
"Bonjour, Angleterre," his voice could barely rise above a whisper now but he was still France. When England drew close enough to hear, he took the opportunity to plant a kiss on his ear.
Down, down into the Catacombs of Paris went the Parisians fleeing the plague and their nation had followed. Soon there were infected down in those old tombs too and it became a White Zone blazing in the heart of France's capital. A nation was difficult to destroy completely but the undead were mindless and could not know this.
No one knew exactly what happened to France down there in the dark. No one heard from him during the outbreak but by then most nations had enough problems within their own borders. But he didn't come with his government to the Honolulu Conference and when France's reclamation began there was no nation amongst his troops. It was only during the too-hasty clearance of Paris and its catacombs that he reappeared, voice reduced to a scratchy whisper and body broken.
Francis took his hand, fingers curling slowly and stiffly around Arthur's,
"You're skinny Angleterre."
"Hush, frog," he said as he squeezed the other nation's gloved hand.
"I should cook you something, mon petit. Breakfast before the celebrations, perhaps?"
"A fry-up. With black pudding and bacon. White pudding. Baked beans."
France shivered in (possible) mock horror and England kissed him on the jaw, on the place no stubble could grow, the scar in the curved shape of a human bite.
Re: [Part 1] Hetalia/World War Z crossover
anonymous
October 2 2010, 23:24:37 UTC
VI - Germany The Prochnow Plan was almost the end of Germany. He'd made a promise to himself, chained in a dirty cell while Soviet troops tore through his capital and the camps were freed and the whole world denounced him and his brother as monsters. He promised that such terrible things would never happen again and he would make sure of it.
Ludwig had rebuilt as best as he could when the country was divided into two. When the wall came down he turned his attention to Gilbert's half, taking a quiet pride in the way his older brother became stronger along with his economy. He kept his promise and his citizens prospered.
During the outbreak he fought like many other nations, shepherding his civilians to safe zones. When the orders came from General Lang he refused emphatically. He would not leave his people behind to die, crammed into some office block in Frankfurt. They ordered him again and he still refused. The General came on the line, ordering him to go north. Ludwig still said no. In the end it was Prussia's voice that came on the air,
"West."
"East," Germany was glad at least to hear from his brother. All he'd heard last was that Gilbert was somewhere north, near Dortmund or Essen.
"You've got to stop fucking around here-"
"Brother! I'm not leaving our people here to die!" he lowered his voice to a hiss, "It's not going to happen again! I won't allow it even if you will."
"West, you have to. It's that or it's Russian discipline, understand?" Prussia's voice wavered on those last words. News had reached Germany of the Decimation the last time he and Prussia were together, "I couldn't do that to my men. Please, West, come north."
And Germany had looked at his men, who were boys really, tired, hungry and scared boys many not much older than eighteen.
So really he deserved the filth and foul words his citizens threw down at them when they left. And he deserved the bullet that he caught through the head (a rogue military round or an angry civilian, it didn't matter) which threw him back off a bridge and into the river Main.
Nations are hard to destroy, but even a shot through the head takes time to heal. Ludwig woke on a river bank, presumably on the Main but he could have even been swept into the Rhine and God knows how many miles from Frankfurt.
He fought his way through a Germany that was devouring itself. At first he headed north but a call over the radio soon changed his mind. It was a call from the Bavarian Alps, a safe zone established by those left behind in the rush to the north, civilian and military. And Ludwig knew that was where he had to go.
Germany had been divided before, firstly into the individual warring states, then by the Polish corridor, then into East and West. It seemed only natural to it would happen again, and North and South Germany met again years later, not in Berlin this time but in an anonymous field watched only by soldiers and the dead.
Re: [Part 1] Hetalia/World War Z crossover
anonymous
October 3 2010, 16:34:59 UTC
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Love for you and this fill! WWZ is one of my favourite books ever and this is a perfect fill. Capturing all the political changes to the countries involved, the consequences... excellent stuff <3
Re: [Part 1] Hetalia/World War Z crossover
anonymous
October 3 2010, 23:11:34 UTC
Thank you, I'm glad you read this too :)
Ah, this is actually finished... I should have made that clearer, sorry. But I had a lot of fun writing this and if I get a free moment and some inspiration I would be happy to write more.
Re: [Part 1] Hetalia/World War Z crossover
anonymous
October 3 2010, 23:14:09 UTC
Oh... and this is the author (though you might have guessed that) :P And yes, World War Z is a book by Max Brooks who also wrote the Zombie Survival Guide that ties into it.
Re: [Part 1] Hetalia/World War Z crossover
anonymous
October 6 2010, 05:32:36 UTC
I love this fill! I'll admit that I never read the book either. ^^;;
All of the parts were so haunting. I especially love America's and Russia's part which I admit I am bias towards. Both of their part were very heart-breaking--America screaming at the end for the loss cities and Russia becoming even more broken. ;_;
I couldn't help but smile at China's and England's part because despite all the crap they went through there's a bit hope in the end. Plus it's nice to see the brothers getting along.
Finland: I was like XD at badass!Finland...then I get to the last sentence and I went :o, ;__; some more.
Shit, I really wonder what happen to France while he was in the catacomb that would traumatize him so much. His part was definitely the hardest part to read. :[ The only slightly uplifting part was that England was there, but still....
Germany and Prussia: Germany trying to make amends for his past and not being able to in the end was so depressing. I am a bit confused of the ending for him. Did Germany leave his soldiers behind or did they just leave the civilian behind? And why were Germany and Prussia divided again?
Author appears with clarification!
anonymous
October 9 2010, 10:06:24 UTC
Thank you for reading and for your awesomely long comment! And now some explaining.
In the book the Prochnow Plan was Germany's version of South Africa's Redeker Plan (and I wish Hetalia had a South Africa-tan so I could have done a bit with him/her). The basic concept of the plan was that not everyone could be saved from the outbreak. Germany's soldiers were pulled back to the safe zone past the Nord-Ostee Kanal, near the Danish border but the civillians were left behind to draw zombies away from the northern safe zone. Some military units were also sacrificed this way too.
As to the North/South divide, the most likely explaination for Prussia's continued existance is that he represents East Germany. There are still a lot of differences between East and West in Germany even though they are one country. The North and South isn't a divide like post-WW2 Germany but more like modern-day Germany.
Wow, long comment is long! I suppose I should do some editing of this before the de-anon. :)
France was the first nation to arrive. The ship bearing the French flag slid into Dover early and England was there with a small convoy of cars to meet them. Francis was easy enough to spot, even in the middle of a bevy of his people, leaning in close to give instructions and giving winning smiles to the prettiest that caught his eye. Arthur rolled his eyes, making sure that France could see it.
When France was on dry land he kissed Arthur on the cheek in the European way and dodged his swat with a silent laugh. His hair shone in the summer sun and his suit was finely tailored and flashier than anything the rest of gathering had.
England and France were in the same car. There had been an exchange of English Roses with French ones and Francis carefully twisted an English one from the bouquet. His gloved hands were clumsy and Arthur threaded the bloom through his buttonhole for him. The rose had become the symbol of morning in France. Like the poppies on the battlefields of the first world war they'd been the first thing to grow again in the ashes of Versailles.
France beckoned England closer. Arthur caught the briefest glimpse of marred skin between sleeve and glove before he leant in closer,
"Bonjour, Angleterre," his voice could barely rise above a whisper now but he was still France. When England drew close enough to hear, he took the opportunity to plant a kiss on his ear.
Down, down into the Catacombs of Paris went the Parisians fleeing the plague and their nation had followed. Soon there were infected down in those old tombs too and it became a White Zone blazing in the heart of France's capital. A nation was difficult to destroy completely but the undead were mindless and could not know this.
No one knew exactly what happened to France down there in the dark. No one heard from him during the outbreak but by then most nations had enough problems within their own borders. But he didn't come with his government to the Honolulu Conference and when France's reclamation began there was no nation amongst his troops. It was only during the too-hasty clearance of Paris and its catacombs that he reappeared, voice reduced to a scratchy whisper and body broken.
Francis took his hand, fingers curling slowly and stiffly around Arthur's,
"You're skinny Angleterre."
"Hush, frog," he said as he squeezed the other nation's gloved hand.
"I should cook you something, mon petit. Breakfast before the celebrations, perhaps?"
"A fry-up. With black pudding and bacon. White pudding. Baked beans."
France shivered in (possible) mock horror and England kissed him on the jaw, on the place no stubble could grow, the scar in the curved shape of a human bite.
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The Prochnow Plan was almost the end of Germany. He'd made a promise to himself, chained in a dirty cell while Soviet troops tore through his capital and the camps were freed and the whole world denounced him and his brother as monsters. He promised that such terrible things would never happen again and he would make sure of it.
Ludwig had rebuilt as best as he could when the country was divided into two. When the wall came down he turned his attention to Gilbert's half, taking a quiet pride in the way his older brother became stronger along with his economy. He kept his promise and his citizens prospered.
During the outbreak he fought like many other nations, shepherding his civilians to safe zones. When the orders came from General Lang he refused emphatically. He would not leave his people behind to die, crammed into some office block in Frankfurt. They ordered him again and he still refused. The General came on the line, ordering him to go north. Ludwig still said no. In the end it was Prussia's voice that came on the air,
"West."
"East," Germany was glad at least to hear from his brother. All he'd heard last was that Gilbert was somewhere north, near Dortmund or Essen.
"You've got to stop fucking around here-"
"Brother! I'm not leaving our people here to die!" he lowered his voice to a hiss, "It's not going to happen again! I won't allow it even if you will."
"West, you have to. It's that or it's Russian discipline, understand?" Prussia's voice wavered on those last words. News had reached Germany of the Decimation the last time he and Prussia were together, "I couldn't do that to my men. Please, West, come north."
And Germany had looked at his men, who were boys really, tired, hungry and scared boys many not much older than eighteen.
So really he deserved the filth and foul words his citizens threw down at them when they left. And he deserved the bullet that he caught through the head (a rogue military round or an angry civilian, it didn't matter) which threw him back off a bridge and into the river Main.
Nations are hard to destroy, but even a shot through the head takes time to heal. Ludwig woke on a river bank, presumably on the Main but he could have even been swept into the Rhine and God knows how many miles from Frankfurt.
He fought his way through a Germany that was devouring itself. At first he headed north but a call over the radio soon changed his mind. It was a call from the Bavarian Alps, a safe zone established by those left behind in the rush to the north, civilian and military. And Ludwig knew that was where he had to go.
Germany had been divided before, firstly into the individual warring states, then by the Polish corridor, then into East and West. It seemed only natural to it would happen again, and North and South Germany met again years later, not in Berlin this time but in an anonymous field watched only by soldiers and the dead.
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Love for you and this fill! WWZ is one of my favourite books ever and this is a perfect fill. Capturing all the political changes to the countries involved, the consequences... excellent stuff <3
And oh Belarus, reading that was ygsruyt
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Ah, this is actually finished... I should have made that clearer, sorry. But I had a lot of fun writing this and if I get a free moment and some inspiration I would be happy to write more.
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All of the parts were so haunting. I especially love America's and Russia's part which I admit I am bias towards. Both of their part were very heart-breaking--America screaming at the end for the loss cities and Russia becoming even more broken. ;_;
I couldn't help but smile at China's and England's part because despite all the crap they went through there's a bit hope in the end. Plus it's nice to see the brothers getting along.
Finland: I was like XD at badass!Finland...then I get to the last sentence and I went :o, ;__; some more.
Shit, I really wonder what happen to France while he was in the catacomb that would traumatize him so much. His part was definitely the hardest part to read. :[
The only slightly uplifting part was that England was there, but still....
Germany and Prussia: Germany trying to make amends for his past and not being able to in the end was so depressing. I am a bit confused of the ending for him. Did Germany leave his soldiers behind or did they just leave the civilian behind? And why were Germany and Prussia divided again?
Thanks.
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In the book the Prochnow Plan was Germany's version of South Africa's Redeker Plan (and I wish Hetalia had a South Africa-tan so I could have done a bit with him/her). The basic concept of the plan was that not everyone could be saved from the outbreak. Germany's soldiers were pulled back to the safe zone past the Nord-Ostee Kanal, near the Danish border but the civillians were left behind to draw zombies away from the northern safe zone. Some military units were also sacrificed this way too.
As to the North/South divide, the most likely explaination for Prussia's continued existance is that he represents East Germany. There are still a lot of differences between East and West in Germany even though they are one country. The North and South isn't a divide like post-WW2 Germany but more like modern-day Germany.
Wow, long comment is long! I suppose I should do some editing of this before the de-anon. :)
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