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A man looked around as he took off his red cape. There was nobody around. Good. He vanished into the bushes again and draped the cape around a young girl holding two wrapped bundles in her arms tightly. "It's okay now. Let's go."
"Just a minute, Father." The girl whispered, her voice on the verge of breaking into tears. She looked down at the two babies in her arms. They both had dark auburn hair, one had a curl on the left the other on the right. Both baby boys opened their golden brown eyes. They looked up at their mother. She had long wavy auburn hair brighter than theirs with chocolate brown eyes. Her eyes were brimming with tears. "My beautiful sons..."
"Maria, we have to go now before they find us." The older man said. The girl looked at him, seeing the scars wherever she could see his skin. It wasn't long for them, but her sons have a chance. "The Gods will guide them to safety."
Maria looked at her sons again and nodded. She followed the older man out of the bushes toward the river. It was calm now, but she feared what would happen when the river got rough. Would her sons be okay? The man pulled out a basket large enough to hold the twins comfortably. She looked at her boys again. They noticed her fear and both of them began to cry. "Shh...I miei figli buona e tenera...Non avere paura e non avera paura." The babies hushed and were starting to fall asleep again.
The man quickly spun around hearing yelling. "Maria, hurry! They're coming!"
She gently placed her sons in the basket, then leaned in and gave them a single kiss on their foreheads as they fell into blissful sleep. "May the Gods guide you to safety." She carefully set the basket in the river and closed the lid. Her shaky hands let go and the basket began to flow with the river's current. She stayed sitting on her knees, watching the river take her sons away. She let her tears flow freely, her heart tearing into pieces. "Liberaci...per l'umanita."
***Deliver Us***
"Just a minute, Father." The girl whispered, her voice on the verge of breaking into tears. She looked down at the two babies in her arms. They both had dark auburn hair, one had a curl on the left the other on the right. Both baby boys opened their golden brown eyes. They looked up at their mother. She had long wavy auburn hair brighter than theirs with chocolate brown eyes. Her eyes were brimming with tears. "My beautiful sons..."
"Maria, we have to go now before they find us." The older man said. The girl looked at him, seeing the scars wherever she could see his skin. It wasn't long for them, but her sons have a chance. "The Gods will guide them to safety."
Maria looked at her sons again and nodded. She followed the older man out of the bushes toward the river. It was calm now, but she feared what would happen when the river got rough. Would her sons be okay? The man pulled out a basket large enough to hold the twins comfortably. She looked at her boys again. They noticed her fear and both of them began to cry. "Shh...I miei figli buona e tenera...Non avere paura e non avera paura." The babies hushed and were starting to fall asleep again.
The man quickly spun around hearing yelling. "Maria, hurry! They're coming!"
She gently placed her sons in the basket, then leaned in and gave them a single kiss on their foreheads as they fell into blissful sleep. "May the Gods guide you to safety." She carefully set the basket in the river and closed the lid. Her shaky hands let go and the basket began to flow with the river's current. She stayed sitting on her knees, watching the river take her sons away. She let her tears flow freely, her heart tearing into pieces. "Liberaci...per l'umanita."
***Deliver Us***
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APH-UKUS 2
Arthur sighed, "What were you doing here anyway? Did you follow me home?" He questioned seriously, glancing over at the nervous American who kept looking around as if something were going to pop out.
This made Alfred realize where he was again and his oceanic eyes glanced back at Arthur. He rubbed the back of his head hesitantly, laughing lightly. "Well, you see, I wanted to ask you something but I, like, totally forgot what it was!"
Arthur wasn't buying this, but fine. Whatever the real reason was he'd figure it out. "So, you're too scared to remember, huh, America?" He taunted lightly, turning back to his cooking only to feel something
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APH Italy ch 2
"Wouldn't it just be better if I disappeared brother?" Feliciano asked.
Lovino's hands were shaking. "What the hell are you talking about?"
Feliciano smiled. "If I died. It would be better wouldn't it? I mean you'll be called who you really are."
Lovino snorted. "I already am called who I am. Romano."
Feliciano shook his head. "No, you are not Romano."
Feliciano started to disappear in front of Lovino's wide and fear filled eyes.
"You are Italy." Feliciano whispered before he disappeared completely.
Romano sat up in bed breathing heavily suddenly. His hand came to grip at the cross hanging from his neck comfortingly. He took deep breat
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His Saintness
Oh my,
He is pretty scary!
But he is my new big a brother
And practically the only one who cares about me!
He protects me
When everybody fights
And even when we weren't friends
He gave me food at his house!
Well we're friends now
That's good.
I mean
If we weren't
He he'd probably be mean to me
Like he is to most countries
He's not friends with.
When I think about it
I'd probably be dead without him.
I am very thankful
But I don't think he knows.
I wish he could see.
I don't think he sees
What I have to offer.
Some much colour!
So much love!
He could have it.
I have no problem to give
It to him
It's not complicated
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This is my first Hetalia fanfic! I was listening to random Hetalia mixed with childhood movie songs and one just struck my imagination and began turning the wheels. It was Hetalia with the song 'Deliver Us' from Prince of Egypt. I started to think about the fanarts of the Vargas brother dressed as priests from the Vatican and it dawned on me. I hope I can finish this fic for once. Well I hope you enjoy it!
Oh and the translations are in Italian: 'I miei figli buona e tenera...Non avere paura e non avera paura' My good and tender sons...Don't be frightened and don't be scared 'Liberaci...per l'umanita.' Deliver us...for mankind
I did translate these from Google Translate so if I'm wrong on anything I will apologize and just kindly inform me of my mistake. I know that the 'a' of “l'umanita” at the end should have a thing over it but my computer hates it. I apologize for that as well.
Here's the link to the vid. [link] Though when they meant for the Moses character to deliver them, they showed America and Canada to be that character. I saw the Vargas brothers because of the fanart I see of the brothers being part of the Vatican.
I hope you like this!
Oh and the translations are in Italian: 'I miei figli buona e tenera...Non avere paura e non avera paura' My good and tender sons...Don't be frightened and don't be scared 'Liberaci...per l'umanita.' Deliver us...for mankind
I did translate these from Google Translate so if I'm wrong on anything I will apologize and just kindly inform me of my mistake. I know that the 'a' of “l'umanita” at the end should have a thing over it but my computer hates it. I apologize for that as well.
Here's the link to the vid. [link] Though when they meant for the Moses character to deliver them, they showed America and Canada to be that character. I saw the Vargas brothers because of the fanart I see of the brothers being part of the Vatican.
I hope you like this!
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oh great!! thank you!!!