[FANFIC] Alaska: The Last Frontier 3/?, Might Add More Chapters Later
Title: The Last Frontier
Author/Artist: Rain_Sonata
Character(s) or Pairing(s): just father and child fluff, Russia, America, Alaska
Rating: PG-13 for possible language
Warnings: mention of other state-tans, lots of history references
Summary: Alaska: The Last Frontier. "Steward's Icebox", the others mocked. The snow encircling the two swirled around them. A short story based loosely on the Alaska Purchase. America adopts Alaska. Warning: Nation and human names will both be used. PG-13 for Russia's language.
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Crimson Snow
Author's Notes:
Summary: Alaska: The Last Frontier. "Steward's Icebox", the others mocked. America stared at the small, pale child in front of him. "Hello." The America greeted the boy. "Hello." The territory whispered. The snow encircling the two swirled around them. A short one-shot based loosely on the Alaska Purchase. Warning: Nation and human names will both be used.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything except my OC, Alaska and Virginia.
Age Section:
Japan - 2500, unknown (guessing about in his early 20s)
Alaska - 190, 10 (appearance)
America - 520, 19
Virginia - 300, 19
England - 2000, 23
France - 2500, 26
China - 4000, early 20s
Russia - 3500, mid 20s
1943
Once again, snow twirled and hurled about through the dull grey skies. The desolated wasteland of winter spread endlessly across from all sides. Gigantic mountains and hills of ice and glaciers arose at random places. All was quiet and still. The once pure white snow was now drizzled and melted with hot crimson patches.
Bitter sharp wind bit a small shadowy silhouette, shivering from the chilly weather. The stranger's wet dark raven hair was swayed to the side, clinging onto his cool forehead. Dull brown eyes gazed at his victim before him.
The boy that stood, no - , was collapsed before him… was on the ground. The child, no older than his late preteens, only gasped at the side of the man. He was lying on his side; his pale blue eyes were wide in shock and agony, clutching his bleeding left arm. The dull, yet sharp pang of the wound intensified with electricity. There was dry blood that was hardened on the side of his right forehead, smeared by snow and dirt. His usual nearly white blond hair was a mess. It was all covered with blood and debris.
He didn't like having to do this. He didn't like harming people, especially children. But still… it was orders… he thought as he watched the poor child gasp, taking quick short breaths, inhaling and exhaling. The stranger bit his lip. Russia and America wouldn't be pleased if they were to find this. Not at all. Not that Japan would have expected this to have been a clean war. There was no such thing as a fair war.
"I have nothing against you child." The Japanese man told the boy in a gentle voice. "Please don't take this personally." Japan did not know whether or not was the territory conscious enough to have heard him. The boy softly groaned in pain.
Japan could not help but feel a bit guilty leaving the small state in such harsh conditions, even if it was the enemy. I should not ponder over that. All will be under Japan's rule eventually. We will all be one empire. I must go home now…
He threw a quick glance at the boy before turning his back on him.
My work here is done, Japan thought as he closed his eyes.
"Good bye Alaska-kun…" His soft pupiless dark eyes glimmed in the darkness. The war has just begun…
A very pissed off Virginia was fumbling over the abnormally large stack of paperwork piling up before her eyes. The southern state looked as if she was about to burst a vain.
"Stupid father…" The Virginian state mumbled as she punched her fist into the hard oak desk. A small web crack formed on the poor furniture. Always slacking off somewhere… playing hero while leaving his eldest daughter with the dirty work!
Wheat pale blond hair that went down to her waist, Virginia was on the edge of burning the dreaded documents when a certain American nation flung the door open.
"Virginia!" America stretched out the end of her name, running straight into Virginia, hugging the wary girl to death. His daughter gave herself a mental groan. What now?
"Father…" Despite being the daughter, sometimes, America acted as if he was the child instead. Did McDonalds run out of cheeseburgers again?
She sadly attempted to comfort him. "Did something happen?" Her pale green eyes averted around the small office for any hints.
Alfred sniffed. "I-it's Alex!" He gave out a small hiccup. Virginia raised her thin eyebrows. Alaska? What about him? She hasn't heard much news of him since the 90s (1).
Her father had a hasty look in his eyes, full of panic and worry.
"That Asian bastard… Japan… he attacked him!" Alfred sobbed. He thought that he was friends with him! Wasn't he? He taught him all the awesome stuff! Like being a hero… Even though he was the one who almost literally barged into Japan's house…
"Father…" Virginia interrupted the American nation's distorted thoughts. "Can you please let go of me?" She grumbled about stupid family members with ridiculous strength. She didn't like being the weak one, for she used to be the strongest among the states! But that was back in the old days, since the 1860s, more or less (2).
Alfred loosened up his grip.
"Is he okay?" What a stupid question, Virginia scolded to herself. Of course he wasn't okay! Who the hell would be after being assaulted…
"I'm not quite sure," Alfred answered. "He's at Mattie's place."
"Uncle Matt called you?" She assumed.
He nodded. The two brothers were still close despite the Canadian's strange tendency of going through periods of disappearance during meetings.
The American rubbed his temples warily. "Virginia."
This time, he sounded serious. "I'm going to the artic." Obviously. What was she? Stupid (3)?
"There's an allies meeting today." He told her, starting the list of tiresome chores that was most likely going to fall on her. "Go as my replacement." Yep, see?
Virginia wanted to open her mouth and tell the stupid old man to go do his own work, but shut her mouth when she realized the emergency of the situation. This was no time to argue.
"Read the papers; go through the battle plans…" His voice went on. "You know all of this, honey…" He trailed on; he tried to tell her as much as he could about the details.
"Listen to China, he's a good guy, avoid Russia at all costs," Virginia took in every word of advice, even though they have gone through this talk before. "Don't eat anything England gives you and don't go anywhere near France!"
"Got that?" Virginia sighed.
"Yes father." This was going to be hectic.
"Bye!" Tears started to form from his eyes again. This time, they were strangely tears of happiness, or were they just determination?
"Don't get into trouble!"
He hopped out of the window, onto Whale-san, who just happened to have been listening to the entire conversation while he was sitting next to the office. Virginia's eyes nearly popped out as she watched the whale speed off to who knew where.
She snapped.
"WHERE THE HELL DID THAT WHALE SOME FROM? (4)"
There wasn't a single large body of water around here! How that thing did even traveled here in the first place? Why was she born into such an insane family? She face palmed at her father's strange antics of attracting wild animals within a ten mile radius.
Virginia shoulders drooped as she turned away. She prayed to the God Almighty that her little brother was okay. It was already bad enough that they were at a World War at the moment.
She found herself musing over her overflowing closet. Now… what am I suppose to wear to that stupid meeting?
"Um, sir, is this the way to the meeting?" Virginia was asking around the place, finding no luck whatsoever. She thought, I look like a buffoon… I'm lost! Her head was drooped in shame.
Clad in a black business jacket and wearing a knee length skirt, the blond woman was wondering around the place, hoping to find anybody that she knew.
Why didn't father leave me any directions... she wailed as America's voice replayed in her head.
"I'm sure you'll do fine! Ha, ha, ha!" Ugggh! Stupid America! Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid! What was he thinking? Couldn't he just wait until after the meeting? Uncle Matt was there to take care of him!
"Mon cherie," A seductive voice alluded her. "Are you lost?"
Virginia eeped as she twirled around, finding herself face to face with France. She struggled to remain calm and covered her mouth, trying not to get distracted by the man's presence. His golden wavy hair, his tall figure. Or those blue bell eyes… Stop! She turned as red as Spain's tomatoes.
"Um, no." She lied. "I'm not lost."
"You look confused." France smiled.
"I'm not."
"Hm. Have I met you before?" France mused over her, examining her from head to toe. The Frenchman licked his lips when he stopped at her chest.
All was lost.
"PERVERT!" She karate chopped him, slamming him against the wall. That was an idiotic idea. The man didn't flinch. Shit.
"Is that you Virginia?" France pondered on that. "You've grown since I last met you."
"France! Is that a frog I hear?" England showed up.
A gentleman with thick eyebrows and a sharp tongue, the British man had a grumpy disposition. In a dark green uniform, a big improvement from the flashy red, he barged in, separating the two from each other.
England growled. "Francis, what the hell are you doing here?"
France looked sad. "What?" He faked a shocked look. "Aren't I part of your little allies group?"
"Get out of here France." England flatly told, no - ordered him. "You don't belong here. Russia will take care of you if you don't do as you are told."
Virginia saw the Frenchman cringe at the mention of the Russian nation.
"France." England quietly said his name. "This will be over. I promise."
France gloomingly left the two, not looking back.
It was quiet.
"I didn't think that Germany would send France back, what was he thinking?" England tried to understand the enemy's moves.
"Vichy France?" Virginia looked at the former empire.
"Exactly."
"Where's America?" Was the first thing Virginia heard when she stepped into the room. There were only three other people at the meeting table, but the place was still noisy.
"Did Japan get him, aru?" China piped up. She was playing with her ponytail.
A tall man replied. "Maybe it was Germany." It was Russia, Virginia recognized him from afar.
"Look, guys, I -" Virginia started.
"Who are you?" China questioned her.
"I'm Virginia."
"What kind of country of that, aru?"
"Hey, I'm not a country, I'm a state, dear." She pressed the facts at her.
"Virginia," China looked annoyed. "I'm a man."
"So what happened to America?" Russia asked her. He had the voice of a child. Yet his violet eyes gave Virginia a warning of staying away from him.
"I don't know." Virginia lied. "I'm just here to replace him for the time meeting." She tried to start the meeting without any problems. England was sitting in the back of the room in silence, only looking at the few people left on the Allies' side.
"No troubles?"
"No troubles." She answered back coolly.
"Can we get this started?" China asked.
"Sure." Right, so if they were to battle here and there, and Germany occupied that area of Europe, than…
"That's all." She was about to wrap it up. "Um, yes China?"
The Chinese nation still looked ticked off for being mistaken as a girl. "What about Japan?"
Virginia got nervous. "W-what about Japan?"
"Shouldn't we worry about him?" Tears cascaded down his cheeks. "He took all my children, aru!" Another crying parent. China listed his kids. "He took over Hong Kong, Taiwan, Viet, Laos…"
"I know!" She was frustrated. "But we have to focus on Italy and Germany before we go to Asia!" She was trying to be reasonable. "Until we're finished with Europe, we can't move on to the Asia!"
"He even took parts of Alaska!"
Virginia gasped. No… No!
England sat up, China looked guilty, and Russia was just scary.
"Alaska?" His childish voice was twisted. He charged towards her and grabbed her by the collar.
"What have they done to my son?" He roared, his face was turning purple. "What was that stupid American doing, letting Japan harm him? He remembered the Alaska deal, da?"
Virginia flopped like a doll under the Russian man's firm grip. Her usual neat blond hair was messed over her eyes.
"Russia, she has nothing to do with this!" England tried to reason with him.
"I don't care (7)!"
"Listen, if you decide to do anything to his kids, you two could end up going to war against each other." His emerald green eyes were hard. "We already have a World War to worry about, you bloody wanker."
Russia threw a hostile look at Virginia before releasing her.
"Well, it looks like the meeting's over" She heard China mumble to himself before quietly making his exit.
England leaned down to her ear to whisper, "Victoria, are you okay?" Pale green eyes met emerald.
Virginia slowly nodded. "Russia," Her voice came out hoarse, she thought that the Russian heard her. "Alaska's okay… Canada and America are taking care of him right now…"
She thought she saw a bitter smile forming at his lips.
"D-dad…" He softly cried; he was lying on a red couch at Canada's place.
America examined the blond's state. His eyes were automatically drawn to the small white scarf that was loosely tangled around the youth's neck. Also dirty with blood and filth, the cloth looked aged and worn from frequent wear. At the edge of the scarf was tattered and ripped.
"Alex…" Alfred embraced the child. "What has he done to you?" He softly murmured as he help out the tattered scarf. The edges were ripped. They were the islands. The tiny islands off the coast of Alaska. Japan took them away. The bastard had no mercy. No mercy was so ever. The man was a monster. A murderer of children. First Pearl Harbor, and now this. So why was he still surprised the second time?
The pale Alaskan boy shivered from the cold. Everything felt cold to the touch. Even his father, who was always warm and welcoming.
When he was left out in the cold freezing to death, Yukon found him lying in the snow, crying out America's name. With a hard look, she took him in, calling Uncle Matt to tell him about the news of his nephew. Almost automatically, the Canadian man sent the news straight to America.
With the help of the best medics, Alex was now in better shape. After a short bath to wash the dirt out, his left arm and forehead were bandaged to stop the blood. His only remaining task left was to rest and heal while waiting for America to come by.
"Alaska, what are we going to do about you?" In the background Canada was feeding Kumajirou some raw salmon, lazily watching the polar bear gulp through the fish. His main attention however, was on the two Americans.
"Dad, it's just a broken arm. I get them all the time before you came." No need to be so panicky. He wasn't a child anymore.
America ignored his statement. "This is different." His voice was pressed, he was gripping onto a lamp that was on the side table. "That wretched Jap harmed you! Because he wanted to!"
"You can't stay here forever." Alex pointed out the facts. "Don't you have a meeting?"
Alfred huffed. "I can skip that," Alex snorted. He wouldn't do that! If he didn't know better, Alex would have thought that his dad loved going to those meetings. "I have Virginia taking my place."
Somewhere in the world, a certain Virginian woman suddenly had the urge to scream at her father.
Virginia. Alex envied the Virginian state. Daddy's favorite. Dad spent so much time focusing on the other state, especially California, while he was often forgotten. Canada was the one who paid attention to him. Did. Did his dad really cared about him that much?
"Look, um." Alfred looked apologetic. "I know I don't spend much time with you because of the inconvenience,"
And hate for the cold, Alaska silently added.
"But I was really worried about you." Alaska felt awkward at the straightforward statement.
"I'm staying here with you (5). Your safety is worth more than arguing with England and France."
Matthew's voice popped out of nowhere. "Al? Can you please spare my lamp?" Damn it. Alfred needed to learn how to control his strength!
Alfred set aside the twisted lamp. Matthew bit his lips. Another piece of his furniture at the wrath his twin brother.
"Are you going?" Matthew didn't have to ask what his brother was referring to.
"No. I'm not going." He told him. "I'll help you with Alaska (6)."
America stared at his brother.
"What? Can I help my bro?" Canada shrugged his shoulders. "No one notices me anyway. Besides, Ontario will make sure things will run smoothly."
Unlike his father, Ontario was more noticeable and had a more assertive personality. The scary thing was, he looked almost exactly like Canada.
"You think they'll do alright without us?" Canada sounded uncertain.
"Of course they will!" America laughed it off. "What's the worse that could happen?"
"Still…" Canada told him. "You should call Russia. I'm afraid he might find out."
Shoot. America grumbled over the thought. Russia. He looked over Alaska who was has fallen asleep on his lap. He looked so peaceful when he was unconscious. Just like he did when America first met him as a small child.
America quietly told himself, "Yeah… I'll tell Russia…"
Author Notes:
90s (1) - Alaska/Yukon gold rush. Enough said.
Strength (2) - I just thought that Virginia would have been the strongest at one point since the many of the first few presidents were Virginian Republicans. I always imagine her being politically strong… Correct me if I'm wrong on that.
The sarcastic remarks (3) - Virginia is narcissistic and is rather sarcastic and cynical at times, usually when stressed. However, she's also the responsible one and is the big sister type.
Whale-san (4) - I just couldn't resist putting Whale-san in there again, lol. I love that whale to death.
I'm staying here with you (5) - Panicking that Japan might have tried to take over America from Alaska, America sent troops to the artic. The same thing happened during the Cold War since America suspected Russia of coming into the continent by the artic state.
I'll help you with Alaska (6) - There were some Canadian troops that came to support the American troops.
I don't care (7) - The Russians were pretty indifferent of the whole Alaska thing. I just added that because I wanted him to be fatherly.
Author Note: I'll submit a character profile next chapter. After that, there will be the epilogue and it will end. Two more chapters for this story.