Hetalia X Reader - When They Cry

Part 1: Ch.1

Hetalia x Witch!Reader

When They Cry

Part 1-Allies Arc

Ch.1-Beginnings

"Bring her back! Bring (Name) back!" His voice called out to you in a scary and deadly tone.

"I am (Name)!" You called desperately and your eyes began to water. His grip on your arm was failing and you could feel him slowly start to let you go. "Look in my eyes and tell me otherwise! I'm right here!"

"No! You are a demon, a witch, a plague! If you don't bring (Name) back then I'll end you! I'll kill you!"

You tears started slipping down your face and you could feel him barely hanging onto your struggling arm now. His loosening hand was the only thing keeping you from the drop below, the currents and sharp rocks of the waters echoing a quick and painful end. You flashed your eyes pleadingly at the man you had trusted so much.

"They're all dead! All of them!" He shouted and you came to the realization that he was no longer the friend you had shared so many laughs with and so many good times with. Just as he saw you as someone else, you had as well.

"I'm sorry... I really tried... but I'm useless..." You felt your tears prickle down your face and watched as his eyes widened and his teeth gritted.

"HOW DARE YOU USE HER FACE, HER VOICE TO TRICK ME! NOW DIE!" He screamed and released his hand from you.

As you free fell toward your impending doom you could only watch as he continued yelling as the cool hand of death collided with your frame. His eyes so full of hatred and delusions, his words so full of mistrust, and his body falling apart for the paranoia.

As your body was impaled all you could think of was how his last words to you were telling you to die. How fitting...

BZZZZZZ

BZZZZZZ

BZZZZZZ

BZZZZZZ

Groaning, you reached over and pressed the off button on your phone, ending the alarm that had been set. You yawned and glanced over at the window, noticing the shining lights coming in from them and you smiled a bit.

Today the sun had started shining early and the cicadas were already starting to chirp in the mild morning heat. It was nearly the start of summer vacation in your small sleepy town, and it was also nearing the end of your school year as well. But alas you still had a week remaining until the last day and the festival held that same night.

Your town had a tradition of holding a festival each year for the graduating children of that year. However, that was not the origin of the festival, nor was it as innocent as that. 300 years ago, the town had become overburdened by a witch and she had used to her powers to torture and mistreat the people that occupied her home.

Eventually, two families came together to settle and destroy the witch once and for all. The great Kirkland house used the witch's own magic against her while the great Vargas house had performed a holy exorcism to make sure the witch did not come back.

However, according to rumors and legends... the witch would be reincarnated if the town didn't perform the sacred dance of protection each year by a priestess. And guess who's family had a long line of loyal priestess' in it?

Correct, yours did and thus the third and final great house of (Last Name) was created. Though both the houses of Kirkland and Vargas held much more merit and power then yours did... only your bloodline was able to do the ritual and protect the small town from the witches revival.