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         “This looks nothing like the place on the brochure.” You looked down at the small  folded paper in your hand where beautiful mansion was featured. “Not even close.” In front of you was not the homey, happy place you'd expected. But instead, a home, still beautiful, but covered in ivy and neglect. “No wonder their giving away vacations to here.” Shrugging off your concerns, you walked up onto the porch and hit the oversized knocker against the heavy wooden door. Without anyone being there to open it, the door opened with a loud high pitched creak. “That needs oiling.” You stepped inside,

Hetalia: Hunger Games     The Hunger Games. For 65 years now, the 12 districts have to give two children, one male and one female, to the capital – Panem. These children then go into an arena where they fight to the death until only one remains standing. These arenas have vast amounts of space and the climate and area changes every year. Once there could be freezing tundra, next there could be a desolate desert. Out of 24 contestants, only one can live to bring fame and fortune to their district. May the odds ever be in your favor. -- --Part One – Reaping Day--  He waited quietly along with the other tributes. The announcer w

7th grade came and went in a blur, and before Matthew knew it he and Alfred were entering 8th grade.    Middle school hadn't been as bad as Matthew expected. He did get teased and picked on early in the year, but that stopped when kids figured out if you messed with Matthew, you messed with Alfred. And nobody wanted to mess with Alfred. A few broken noses had been the consequence of picking on Matthew, and it quickly stopped.    Matthew was still incredibly shy, and didn't make many friends. He didn't care though, as long as he had Alfred and Katyusha. They both cared deeply for him, and Matthew wouldn't know what he'd do without them.  

It was the first day at a new school. Matthew was nervous beyond belief. His fingers shook slightly as he tightened his hold on his backpack, his teeth chewing on his bottom lip. He hoped he wouldn't be bullied here, just like he had been in elementary school. The bullying had continued even when Alfred found out. It didn't happen very often; only when Alfred wasn't around to save Matthew. Even then the bullies were slightly hesitant, afraid Alfred would come bursting around the corner, yelling and shouting. Everyone knew that Alfred was a fighter, and that he was good. A few playground scuffles had occurred before, with Alfred always winning

"Hey, Mattie." Matthew heard tapping on his window and went to go open it, already knowing who it was. "Hi Al." Matthew said, opening the window and seeing Alfred crouching on the small roof connecting their houses. "Wanna talk?" Alfred asked and Matthew nodded, crawling out through his window and onto the overhang, watching Alfred scoot back to make more room. The two sat in silence for a moment, staring at the small patch of sky that was trapped between the houses. Alfred was the first one to speak. "I can't believe we're starting middle school tomorrow." "Yeah, me either." "Are you scared?" Alfred asked, looking over to the other an

The bullying continued for a few weeks. The other kids picked on Matthew behind Alfred's back. Matthew however said nothing about, knowing it was better to just deal with it himself. He could handle it. At least he thought he could. The other kids had found him after school on the playground, waiting for his mother to pick him up. "Hey, there's the wimp now!" One of them called, and Matthew quickly glanced up. He was on the swing, sitting and lost in his own thoughts until the other's came up. They approached him quickly, and Matthew had the urge to run. He stood up from the swing, but before he could move his legs they surrounded him. Th