Corruption of Heart~ APH Fanfiction

Warning: This fanfic contains OCs from my Hetalia 50 States of Mind fic. All characters other than the countries are mine. Human names used.

Florida- Maria

New York- Jackie

Hawaii- Leila or 'Lei' I personally like Lei better~

Massachusetts- Meghan

Georgia- Her name is human, so it remains 'Georgia' x3 Though I always think 'Gina' for her. Who know?

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Maria watched in horror as her father was struck to the ground. The once proud man was bleeding, the blood of a dying royal. The formerly great emperor was reverted to nothing by that shining weapon of mass destruction. At that moment in time, Maria could only see a piece of hell, coming to burn down her existence. The strange weapon was not pointed at her, though she honestly thought that’s what would follow.

Gripping her father’s hand to her heart, Maria allowed her tears to flood onto the floor. She felt him standing behind her. What had her father been thinking? From prophecy? Those men who claimed that she and her entire race had sinned? Maria felt the tears become hotter, heavier. No…she was not a sinner. She herself had never lifted a hand to kill another man, yet these creatures had shot her father and called themselves holy.

“So, I suppose we have an agreement now?” The man who had killed her father said a grim smile on his face. Maria could only think that he was truly a demon. His scared, old face…his blood-hungry eyes…they were not human. No human could do this and smile afterwards.

Maria held her head down, taking a staggering breath. “You win…” she said, watching her father’s eyes close. The emperor could no longer speak, the crimson liquid leaking from his side causing him too much pain.  “You can have the palace…I can’t fight you without father…What is your name? I want my people to know the name of the man who condemns them to eternal suffering.”

The murderer stepped forward, his gray hair and gun coming into full view. He smiled. “My name…it’s not important, child. You’re ruler now, correct? In that case…consider this land no longer yours, dear. I will assign a supervisor to this empire of ‘yours’, to keep you all in check. Believe me…things are going to change…”

Maria watched the monster tilt his head back and laugh. She sunk her head in despair. “Father…” she whispered to the dead man’s body. “We have lost…forgive me.”

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A week afterwards…

Maria watched the man claiming to be the supervisor with cold eyes. She wanted to push him off the balcony, where he could no longer control her people with fear. Today was the day. She’d tell them all now, women and children, men and young adults, that they no longer had ruling over what they did. The supervisor gave her a small, charming smile, but said nothing. Maria scowled, turning to her people.

“My friends!” she called in her native tongue. Before and after her father’s death, she’d been forced to learn a certain amount of Spanish. In fact, she was still learning. The faster those foreigners spoke, the less she could understand. “My father…your king….your emperor is dead! His death was…” she looked back to the supervisor. His green eyes held no traces of sympathy. She even saw his lips twitch. Was he fighting a smile!?