Ashes of the Past: An Axis Powers Hetalia/1983: Doomsday Fanfiction
San Francisco Bay Area. Former United States of America. June 1991, 0700 hours.
It had been years since New Zealand had anyone else to talk to, – his Australian brother and a handful of neighbours aside however – the constant, gnawing feeling that he might be one of the last of the ‘old guard’ amongst a sea of chaos and uncertainty was there. But that was seemingly about to change as he was almost thrown from his bunk as the submarine he was in broke the surface, rising to face a new dawn. The Nation quickly righted himself as he slowly eased himself out of bed and onto the cold floor of the vessel, if it weren’t for the fact that he’d just woken up, he would’ve been bowled over by a few American naval officers that were running towards him, but quickly slowed down to help him up.
“You alright there?” one of them asked as he helped one Daniel Kirkland up, quickly ta