Prologue
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I do not own Hamilton or Hetalia. I am a large member of both fandoms. This is a fanfiction. Contains lots of GAY🌈🌈🏳️🌈🏳️🌈! Contains lots of angst. May contain smut later on we'll see how it goes.
–THIRD PERSON POV–
Year: 2189
They used to be good friends. He was the only one to see the real him, back in the days where Hamilton was alive. Back in the days when the nations were both full of energy and youth. Before their industrial revolutions.
Before the Cold War.
Before they had started in World War III, back in 2176. And now, it was finally over.
The blond and silver-headed nations sat back to back. Panting. Tired. They only wanted for it to be over, but neither would surrender.
"America...It's time. Time to finally end all of this," Canada, Matthew, his brother, had whispered through the device he was wearing on his ears.
"Russia, get up and beat his ass already!" China, Yao, his friend, had exclaimed through his own earpiece. But neither of them wanted to. They didn't want to stand or to move or to anything but apologize.
"..."
"..."
"Alfred..."
"Yes..?"
"I surrender."
And just like that, it's over.
We tend to our wounded we count our dead.
Human and robot souldiers wonder alike if this really means peace.
Not yet.
"The United Nations nation of the Russian Federation is herby declared disbanded under the treaty of 2189. Their loss and surrender in WWIII A.K.A 'The War of World Peace.' has left them too weak with little to no population or weapons of defense of offense left. The Russian Federation's territory will be split among the nations of the People's Republic of China, the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland, the United States of America, the Dominion of Canada, the Federal Republic of Germany, and Repubblica Italiana. The official personification of the Russian Federation will remain alive due to a micronation formed in the United States of America. He will now represent that micronation officially and legally."
He helped him back up on his feet. They helped each other. No grudges, no anger. Ivan knew he deserved it. He was the one to make the first move to kill, after all.
"Fredka, we can put this all behind us, da?"
"Yeah. We can."
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I'll Write My Way Out
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