(Hello there, Hollow here~ So before questions are asked this is a story based on the game 'The Crooked Man.' This revolves around my Hetalia oc (kinda) Honda Miki/Miki Ayame Honda. This has absolutely nothing to do with Miki's 'canon' and is a side story completely. Now that this is out of the way, let the story begin~)
Kon'Nichiwa. My name is Honda Miki, Miki Ayame Honda if you'd rather. I'll start by telling you a bit about myself. First my parents. They are nations actually, Honda Kiku, Japan, and Alfred F. Jones, America. Before questions are asked, no I wasn't born naturally. No one knows how any of us were born actually. If you couldn't tell from that i'm not the only one.
I have four other siblings my younger brother and only full siblings Alfie Jones. He lives with America. Then there is my half brother Kohaku Karpusi. He is the oldest of our siblings and lives in Greece. Then there is my other younger brother, Adulwulf Beilscmidt who lives in Germany. Finally is the youngest of us Adulwulf's only full sibling Honda Kisami, or as she seems to prefer Kisami Honda who lives with myself and father. Shes currently visiting Germany and Adulwulf.
I've lived my life with an unfortunate mental connection to my 2p counterpart, Honda Maka. Its something that has confused and amazed my father since we first found out about it. However, that is a story for another time. By nature I'm pretty shy, you wouldn't know it since the people i'm around normally I've been around most of my life. As a child, I would normally hide behind father when I didn't know someone. This is, for the most part from a bad run in with my 'aunt' North Korea back when I was very young.
I suppose that is enough for now. Cant learn everything quite yet, that just wouldn't be fun. Now where our story begin, a warm Spring day just like any. I'd just been returning home from visiting my cousin's Lan and Alesea. I slid open the Shoji and called out to father, but he wasn't home. First weird thing to happen. The second, my cat Mikitty running up with a note in her mouth.
I swear my heart stopped beating when I saw the English writing on the card. Father and I didn't often write notes to each other in English, and the hand writing certainly wasn't his. Call me paranoid, but random notes written in English with writing that messy tend not to be a good thing. The weirdest thing was written on it too.
'There was a Crooked Man, and he walked a Crooked Mile.' I read out loud, my voice shaking. I should add, I've always had Anxiety Issues. I'm easily frightened to be honest. I've always needed others around to get past it. When i'm needed I can push it away....most of the time.
Anyway, I guess my Anxiety got the best of me because I was freaking out. I just stood there shaking with Mikitty looking up at me with her confused, worried little blue eyes. I knew these words well, they were from a 'nursery rhyme' Uncle Arthur, known better as England, had taught me when I was young. I didn't get why this was here. My best guess was a prank, so despite my heart beating out of my chest the logical past of my brain said I should stop freaking out.
The rest of the day went by pretty fast, father got home shortly after. I hid the note, dunno why. It just seemed best at the time so I did. Didn't even bring it up. I just sat there and spoke with father as I normally would. I refused to show signs of anything being wrong. Of course just my luck, I failed at this. My excuse? I was tired. Real believable, huh? Thanks brain.
I got away with it for awhile, he isn't the type to press an issue unless its necessary. Sure, I must'a made it look pretty bad with such a lame excuse but I normally do when I think I can handle something. I really need to learn I cant handle things. I certainly couldn't handle this situation.
The next strange thing to happen? Same as last time. It was a note in the same poor hand writing, which Mikitty decided best be brought to me at three in the morning. I thought it was the same note as the time before until I got a good look at the words. 'He found a Crooked Sixpence upon a Crooked stile.'
I think I freaked out this time worse than the last. I don't exactly remember much, but i'm pretty sure I didn't get back to sleep after that. Once again, I refused to tell my father. I was being way too proud. Besides at the time I didn't find it again. I thought I'd just been dreaming. I've had times where I've fallen asleep without realizing it, or thought I was awake when I wasn't.
The last strange thing wasn't quite as easy to deal with as the last two were. Mikitty found another note with the last two verses of 'The Crooked Man' on it. Father took it and read the words out loud, and gave me a pretty strange look. Then there was a crashing sound in another room. Upon entering the room I screamed. There was an address on the wall in what I want to say was red paint, but I know better. Especially considering the scent.
It took awhile afterwards for father to get me to calm down. Add one more to the scoreboard for Anxiety. I couldn't get the address out of my head, even though father told me to try and forget it. He doesn't realize how good I am at remembering things, especially things that frighten me.
He told me to forget, his way of saying he'd have my head if I went. Well father i'm sorry but as you know I went. I cant help but think now, what would have happened if I didn't go? What if I listened to him? I can tell you this, these frightening events would have continued until either I went, or I died by its hands or my own.