I tried (A hetalia fanfiction)

Inside a small frigid cave lays a small fragile Icelandic boy. Cold wind nipping at his fresh wounds yet he makes no sound he just lays curled up in a fetal position waiting for deaths “warm” embrace to take him away from this frozen wasteland and to a peaceful afterlife.

Emil Bondevik was your average teenager, moody with self-esteem issues and the shadow his ‘big brother’ Lukas cast over him wasn’t helping. You see Lukas was everything that Emil wasn’t. He was a natural born leader, strong, brave and confident and with him around there was no sacristy of food. Emil was envious of his elder brother and wished to be as loved as him. Emil was considered weak and fragile just because he didn’t have the heart to kill a deer. Today he’d prove them wrong and change their views on him; he’d show them that he’s just as good if not better than Lukas. He took his bothers hunting gear and off he went.

Emil soon found himself looking at a heard of deer and there was the largest stag he’d ever seen, larger than anything Lukas ever brought home. This was his chance he drew his bow and took aim. The deer starred into his eyes and he saw his own being reflected he dropped the bow and screamed in frustration. They were right he was a pathetic little boy who’d never live up to his elder brother’s expectations. Just then a twig snapped and he whipped his head in the direction of the sound but he was met with the beady eyes of a bear that was about to lunge.

Covered in wounds and seeping blood he managed to escape the bear and drag himself to a cave. Now he lay on the ground cold wind whipping his rosy flesh “I tried to be like you big brother”. “I wish you didn’t” replied a familiar voice and Lukas rushed to his brother’s aid.

“Never loose yourself trying to be someone else because you’re perfect just the way you are” Lukas whispered to his brother’s lifeless corpse.