Life Child (2p F.A.C.E Hetalia x child!Reader)

Chapter 24

Chapter 24

(Y/n)'s POV.

When Francios walked into the living room i smirked, 'I haven' t done any killing recently wonder if i got rusty' i thought before walking into the room where everyone was now at, well except for Oliver. "What do you use for killing?" I asked while raising my eyebrow, he looked at me and then picked up.

"Why are you holding me!? Put me down!" I hissed before swinging in every possible direction. He smirked and then dropped me, 'thank god i landed on my feet' . "We're leaving," he spoke and picked up a knife, "Alright" I went to my room and picked up my knife that was on my desk and headed back to the kitchen.

"Are you ready" He asked me, I nodded my head with determination. "Yes"

"lets go" He walked to the front door and opened it to come face to face with Oliver holding a bag of Doritos.

"Oh! Hello François... Where are you going?" He questioned while raising one of his HUGE ASS eyebrows.

"Out" the Frenchman grunted before walking right past Oliver and then him looking at me.

"Poppet are you going as well?" He asked me, I nodded

"yeah we are going to... Exterminate some people, you can put the Doritos away. Ok? See ya later!" I explained before following François and closing the door.

I looked up and saw that it was getting dark, I didn't care. After I was right next to François we both started to walk down a street.
The area looked....

New and expensive, it looked very familiar.

I then realized...

It was my old neighborhood when my parents were still alive. François then looked at me with his poker face.

"What's wrong with you" he spoke, I growled before walking faster than him and going to a random house. "Hey I'm talking to you" I glared at him before looking at the sky. It was turning dark really quick,

'Turn dark already, I need to kill some fuckers' I thought before stuffing my hands in my pockets.

François sighed before leaning against a light post and lighting a cigarette. "(Y/n)" I looked up at the platinum blonde man as he continued to smoke and stare into the distance. "What made you like murder and shit"

I sighed,

"I dunno, I've always been a weird kid. No one would want to hang out with me because I was too weird and I liked dark things. Plus I knew more about the world then those other small fuckers that are to fucking dumb. I've always watched the news. Because I liked watching the aftermath of the murders that you and probably the others did too. So really in the end, it was you and everyone else that made me really interested into killing" I looked up at him with a smile as his eyes were wide.

I then looked up at the sky seeing it was dark. "Well it looks like it's about the right time" I said before putting my gaze at him. "Lets go" he threw his cigarette onto the floor and stomped on it.

François then walked in front of me and grabbed his knife from his pocket and put it up his sleeve like I do with my tazor. We both walked to a random house which happened to be my neighbors house. I groaned in disgust before smiling like a psychotic idiot.

"What now" the blonde glared at me. "It's just that I hate my neighbors, especially the girl who happens to be my age" I shivered before looking at one of the tall Windows.

I saw the brat playing with her fucking barbies. I growled, then her parents walked in, probably telling her to go to sleep. The lights went off and I smirked and looked at François.