Sabrina stared at the TV screen. She, along with her mother Cathy, father Alex, and sister Lexi had gathered in the living room. The title flashing on the screen was the biggest news story since the countries had come out of hiding.
"Countries found out the cause of sickness," it read.
The camera then turned to the countries, Sabrina's out country, America, out in front. Behind him were Romano, Germany, and England. They were all standing at the front of the stage, just behind a large, ominous looking podium. The other countries were sitting down behind them. China, the first to get sick, was pale, with bags under his eyes. His friend Russia, the second, was no better, they were practically holding each other up. America was at the podium, looking serious for the first time.
"We have an idea of what is causing the sickness," he said in a strong voice, though America himself looked tired. He stepped down and Romano came forward.
"As most of you know, my brother and I have not gotten sick. England has done tests on why this is. He has come to the conclusion that it is because we both represent the same country." Romano looked over to his brother, who was sitting next to Germany. The blonde that was usually tall, intimidating, and powerful now seemed weak, fragile even. Romano stepped to the side to allow England to speak.
"I have figured out a way to change a human into a country," England said. Whispers broke out from the people in the room. In their small living room, Sabrina's own family was shocked into silence.
"Quiet," England said with a look of agony crossing his face. France shot up out of his seat to place a hand on England's shoulder. They whispered to each other and England turned around, and France stood beside him.
England continued, "This has never happened before, so we don't know exactly how it will work." England paused, looking over his shoulder at the countries, concern in his eyes when he looked at them. He turned back around and continued, "This is not replacing the countries, this will be a partnership between the country and the human candidate, like Romano and Italy." He smiled at them, but it was gone when he started speaking again. "We… we do know it needs to be someone young, most likely someone aged fifteen through eighteen, because we do not know how long they will age after that. So each of the countries will take five boys and five girls that they think could be possibilities." England took a deep breath, like the worst was over. "These people will be taken away for a year. They will live with the country. They will be able to contact their families, and can choose to leave at any time, if they feel they are not right for this. There will be tutors on site, so the people selected will have access to arguably the best education in the world." England then turned to America, who nodded, as if confirming something.
"All countries will do this now." England once again looked pained. France helped England back down to his seat.
"The draft for America will start this month. That is all." The screen then went black.
Beta's Note- This was written by the lovely Luna Black, beta'd by yours truly! It's being posted on my profile due to strict parents, but all props go to her! If you suggest ideas for OCs, there's no guarantee that the character will be in the story, but some characteristics might be used.
Reviews, as always, are loved, and I hope you'll come back for the next chapter!
(Yes, this was posted earlier, but I didn't change the name of the OC Sabrina from the rough draft name... Sorry for any confusion)
