I lifted myself off from my bed for a moment, staring deep into the blacked screen that reflected the day's light from the window. Oh right. I remember. Today is a normal school day. Well not really. It was the edge of summer vacation, with the flowers in full bloom and the trees were fully green. Today was the mark of my end in my first year in high school. I pushed my legs off the side of my bed and entered the empty halls of my house, stretching and loudly yawing, as a cat would. I had grabbed a hoodie from the closet, and a pair of skinny jeans to go with. Quickly, I had hopped into the shower and right back out, brush in mouth. I threw the towel I carried out the shower around my hair and squeezed it dry, going into the kitchen and prepped some food to cook. A tortilla, with meat, beans, cheese, and some potatoes. "That should be enough," I thought aloud, wrapping the tortilla up into a cylinder.

After I had placed that into the microwave, I went to my room to gather my things and headed out the door, burrito in my hands. May 18th, the day I get out of this hell. Only one more day. I thought to myself. One more day until freedom. Then mom and dad will come back to get me. Today was also somewhat of an anniversary for me. This day marked the day my parents had left me with my...well let's say "Dismissive" aunt and uncle. Or how they put it, Tío and Tía. Tío Fernando was supposed to stay, but he made the excuse of "I don't have enough money." When in reality, he just hates America. I smirked. Heh. Poor Alfred. What did he ever do to him? Yes, it's become sort of an inside joke with myself to connect a lot of unrelated things to Hetalia. Sure, I don't do it out loud, because why would I? It would give people yet another excuse to find me annoying.

Anyhow, I had a quick and mean stride down my street towards my school. There were already lots of kids piling into the dreaded high school, each pushing and shoving their way into the place. I quickly searched the area and was able to spot my Canadian friend, Bri. I smiled widely and bounded towards her direction, tackling her. "Howdy." She greeted, rubbing my head with a knuckle. "Hi." I chirped back. "I'm tired." She replied, unwrapping herself to rub an eye.

"Me too."

"I can't believe school's almost over."

"This also might be the last time I can see you in person."

"Aw shucks. I hope I can still message you."

"No shit Sherlock. You have my Skype."

"Oh, I forgot."

We both laughed.

I grabbed her arm and dragged her forward. We went to our first class and stayed there for practically a while, talking away until the first bell. Suddenly, her eyes went to the little laptop on our teachers desk. No one had walked in. She looked at me, asking, "You thinking what I'm thinking?" "Probably," I replied, "If it's ANIME DAY!" We both shouted and leapt up from our seats, getting on the laptop and typed away. I had went to our usual anime site and lazed around the whole day, occasionally pointing out a few things. When the final bell rang, I looked at Bri. "How long do you think it'll take for my parents to come and get me?" I asked her, causing her too look at me. "Not sure. Maybe a few days?" She answered, getting up to stretch. "I kinda don't wanna go home now to be honest." I yawned, stretching out. "Yeah." Bri replied. "Wanna walk home together?" She asked with a bright smile. "Sure." I replied, getting up. "Maybe you can sleep over until they come to get me." Bri got out her phone in response, quickly texting who I can only assume to be her parents. She looked up and smiled. "Seems fine to them. C'mon." She grabbed my arm and dragged me out of the school. If only I had foresaw what was coming next.

I spotted who I swore looked like America had walked by the corner of my eye. I turned around and looked, only to see nothing. I blinked. "What's up?" Bri asked, her eyes darting around as well. "I think I'm going crazy." I told her, turning around to see that she had backed up into me. "Whoa, hold on." She said, grabbing on to my sleeve. "Follow me." She guided me away towards a bushy area, I looked around, the warm air suddenly getting much cooler. I looked at Bri, who had just wiped her brow, as if she was doing something. "Hey, what the hell do you think you're doing? My house is that way." I pointed, slightly panicking on the inside. "Yeah, uh, let's try to find another way home." She nervously panted, her blue eyes darting around even more than it did before. I felt my eye twitch in slight annoyance. "Bri, what the fuck-" She then jumped forward, covering me and blacking my eyesight out before I woke up.

I woke up.

I...woke...up? I didn't even really remember passing out actually. All I remember was walking towards an area with Bri...I shook my head, looking at Bri. We were at the house, and she was panting. "Bri," I moaned, "What just happened?" I saw her bit her lip. "Well I'm not sure how to explain this to you but, uhm…" She gained her breath, sitting down. "...there are people following us around. I can't really explain much with out causing you to panic." I grabbed her shoulders. "I'M PANICKING RIGHT NOW." I shook her, causing her to wiggle out of my grasp. "Shit shit, okay...okay I'll tell you." She got up, and hugged me. "Lyra, remember the player twos?" She asked. "Yeah? What abou- oh, holy SHIT." I backed away, wide eyed. "You serious?" She nodded. "Yes. I'm actually kinda happy you caught on so quickly." "So you're telling me," I said, walking in the living room and pointed to the TV that was paused on an episode of Hetalia, "That, of all fucking things, this is actually real? These mother fuckers…" "Actually exists." "Actually fucking exists?!" I nearly screeched, grabbing her shoulders. She couldn't help but to let a smile touch her face. "Yup." I nearly squealed and jumped backwards into my couch. "This is awesome!" Bri gave a nervous chuckle. "It would be, if it wasn't for the fact that you're being hunted by a group of possessed maniacs." I looked back at Bri, confused. "What do you mean?"

"I mean that you're being hunted, Lyra. They're tracking you down." I blinked."Why?" She bit her lip. "I can't tell you." I then took a deep breath, and sat down. "Let's just lay low then. Wait for all to blow over. Whatever I did to piss them off should go right above them after a while right?" I sprawled across the couch haphazardly, with her sitting down right next to me. "No. They need you for something." I gave her a look. "So, I guess I was never normal from the start then eh?"

"Yeah." She replied, nodding.

"Well shit."

We sat awkwardly in the living room, shifting around. "So... uh…" I then blinked. "Wait. No." Bri looked a little worried. "What?" "This is a prank ain't it?" She tilted her head. "What do you mean?"

"You're tricking me."

"Lyra, why would I lie about your life being in danger?"

"If I know you and the other kids you get along with, you get forced to play along in their tri-"

"Lyra, be rational!"

"I am! You could be tricking me any minute, just like last year where you scared this shit out of me with that damn Oni suit!" Bri had let out a snicker.

"Oh yeah, I remember that."

"See? I don't think I should trust you with this."

"Lyra, I'm being serious."

"Suuureee."

"Lyra, have I lied to you about something like this before?"

"Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me."

"Lyra…" She took a deep breath of frustration. "What will make you believe me?"

"Show me."

"Sho...no. I can't let you near them-"

"Bri it's either you show me, or I don't trust you at all with this."

I saw her eyes falter for a moment. I knew that hurts, but I was not going to fall for it this time. If she has proof, then she'll show me.

Right?

That's when I heard gunshots rang. It was loud and consecutive. I didn't know that would happen. I panicked, jumping on Bri and hugging her tightly. She ducked down, listening closely. "Looks like they found us." She said under her breath. "Might as well…" She shifted around, springing wings...on her back…"W-WAIT A SECOND, BRI I DIDN'T KNOW YOU-" I screamed, but was cut off by the sound of crackling in the air. I fell unconscious, not knowing where the hell I was.

But I was awoken by a small, tiny, British voice. "Well, what do we have here?"