(Edit: hi everyone, I have decided to edit out the talking in the story,and fix some mistakes that I might have made to this chapter, there isn't going to be a change to the actual story, just a small edit. Enjoy this fan-fic. )

HI EVERYONE! so, this is my first fan fiction! I finally put something up! xD

*Inner Canada whispers something into ear* oh! I'm supposed to give memoranda credit! Ok, I give my friend, memoranda credit! *whispers* thanks Canada! ^ J ^ *

So….. Enjoy! ^_^ (or else inner Russia comes and gets you, koklkolkolkolkol ^ J ^) just kidding!

Oh yeah, I OWN NOTHING! (Sadly….)

HetaOni : Hogwarts edition! xD

Chapter 1

The twelve nations were swiftly running down the flight of stairs, a small, iron key clutched in the hand of the Italian in front. They were quite odd. Their clothes were torn nearly to shreds, with blood covering their entire bodies. Behind them, hot on their trail, was a giant, stark naked, sickly gray creature that was chanting, "You won't escape…"

"We're almost there, guys! I can see the door!" Feliciano cried."Oh, thank goodness!" Kiku exclaimed. Antonio, who was in back, yelled, "Hurry! I can almost feel it!" Feliciano slammed his body against the door, shoved the key into the lock and wrenched open the door of freedom.

The sunlight nearly blinded the twelve men that had spent so much time locked in that wretched mansion. Many of the group fell to their knees and stared at their glorious surroundings. The rest of the group was crying with relief and hugging each other. They all seemed to say one thing.

"We got out. All of us!"

In all of the relief and happiness, no one seemed to notice the creature slowly advancing on them.

"HOLY ROMAN EMPIRE! WHAT THE HECK, STEVE, WE WERE HAVING A MOMENT!" Alfred screams at the monster.

"Uh… America, I don't think it's going to listen to you…" Matthew whispered.

"NOW IS NOT THE TIME! JUST RUN!" Ludwig yells.

"Oh, right." Alfred-America- grabs Matthew's hand and runs.

"Someone help England!" he calls over his shoulder

"Come on, mi amigo, let me help you." Antonio says to the blind man in green, Arthur.

"Wait-what? Who are you? Spain?" Arthur-England-stutters.

"It's okay, just run." Spain says kindly.

"It's another one of those creatures, isn't it?" England asks.

"Well, yeah. They can come outside, also." Feliciano explains briefly.

"Shut up, tea jerk, just run!" Lovino screams.

"Not being blind would help!" England yells in response.

Spain helps the Englishman to his feet, and guides him quickly away from the monster, and towards safety.

"Come on, Mon Amie, just a bit farther, non?" Francis says in his annoying French voice.

"Shut up, you frog!" Arthur snaps.

As everyone goes though the gate, the monster stops.

Feliciano turns around to face the 'Steve', as America calls it.

"Look! I won! You didn't get any of us!" He triumphantly cries.

There was a very loud cheer from all of the nations.

"You never thought I could do it, did you? You thought I was going to fall by your hand! Well, I didn't, and neither did anyone else, this time! We're finally free! We no longer have to fear you, or any other of your kind! We no longer will worry about dying when we think we are safe! Now we are truly free! And now, I will crush this building, once and for all!"

"Well done, Italy!" Gilbert calls out.

"A-anno, May we leave now, please?" Kiku says nervously.

"Da~ We should leave before I get an urge to crush it like we crushed those clocks." Ivan said, with his trademarked creepy smile.

"Aiyaa! Russia that is bad idea! We don't need to risk life now-aru." Yao says while attempting to restrain Russia, who now had an eerie purple aura surrounding him.

" Okay, what the heck is going on? Are we in danger, still, or aren't we?" came the voice of the angry British man.

" Iggy, we're okay, we escaped, for good!" America sang as he tackle-hugged the helpless country.

"Where are we?" England asked nervously.

"Dude! Italy! Where are we?" America repeated.

"Yeah, fratello, where are we?" Romano also asked.

"Ve… we are almost there, we are only a few minutes away now." Italy replies.

"Really? It took a lot longer going up." Gilbert exclaimed.

"And, Italy? Where is 'there'? Ludwig asks tensely.

The Italian hesitates, causing a strange silence to come over the group. "Well….. You'll see." Italy says finally.

Ludwig looks at Italy carefully, 'Is he hiding something again?' The German thought. Germany began examining the condition of the party. Prussia looked the worst, with his broken wrist and the large gash running up his left leg. He was using Canada for support. He looked extremely tired and would most likely need to rest soon.

"Here, Gilbert. I will carry you, Da?" Prussia's scarlet eyes widen as Russia scoops him up, bridal style.

"Wha- HEY! This is so un-awesome! Put the awesome me down or I will take a leaf out of Poland's book and make Warsaw your capitol!" Gilbert screeched.

"Stop struggling, Da? You will hurt yourself further." Russia said calmly, giving him the creepy, yet oddly innocent smile that he always wears. Gilbert seemed to think this over, and then he decided that was true. "Fine…..but I'm ALWAYS gonna be more awesome than you! No matter how many ways you find to embarrass me!" Prussia declares.

Germany took his eyes off of his brother and continued on the task of silently checking the injuries.

England, who was still blind, was being led by America and France.

"…So then, maybe later, we could-""SHUP UP, YOU FROG! That's just sick, taking advantage of a blind man! You should be ashamed of yourself!" France's perverted chit-chat was cut off by England's screaming. America was laughing and watching.

Germany shook his head. They seemed fine.

Japan was walking beside China silently. He was trying hard to hide it, but he was limping slightly, on the leg that was the most covered with red blood.

Germany walked over to his Asian friend. "Japan? Are you okay? You look hurt."

"Hai, I am fine. Arigato." Japan says humbly.

"Japan, stop. Let me see your leg." Germany commanded, sounding concerned.

"Iie, daijobu." The small nation replied.

"Japan, let him-aru. You are in pain-aru, I can tell." China said to his brother in an anxious voice.

"I am terring you, I am okay!" Japan cried, pulling his leg away.

"No, you aren't! You are hurt, just let me help!" Germany coaxed his friend.

"…Aright…" Japan says finally.

Japan's leg was in terrible condition. Large claw marks made his way up the Asian nation's right leg. As soon as his pant leg was rolled up, the stench of blood filled the air.

"Oh, Japan-aru…." China wailed. "Why didn't you tell us sooner-aru?" The oldest nation's voice grew with every word, causing the others to stop and stare.

Germany closed his eyes and bit his lip. If he kept walking, it would get infected very quickly.

"Japan, you're not going to like this, but I need to carry you." He said carefully.

"N-nani? Iie, Iie, prease!"

"Japan, it's the only way. You will be infected if you keep walking."

"Japan-aru, just stop fighting. It will happen either way-aru." China added.

At last, Japan accepted these words. Germany picked up Japan, whose face was as red as the tomatoes that Romano and Spain pulled out of nowhere.

"Prease…just kirr me now…" Japan mumbled, hiding his face in his blood-soaked jacket.

Germany was chuckling silently to himself. Japan was so amusing.

After a few more minutes, the strange group made its way to a clearing. They were standing on a hill, overlooking a city that almost none of them recognized. Italy did, though.

"WHERE THE HECK ARE WE?" America screamed.

This caused an instant uproar of voices in several different languages.

Italy closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

" Ve~ Welcome to the future London, guys!"

SO GUYS! How did you like chapter 1? Was it good?

( mem here. Sorry for the random arguing. )

*shoves mem away*

So….. don't forget to review! Or memoranda gets it!

Wait, gets what?

IT!

*France pops out of nowhere* so…. What happens next chapter non?

Cat: Do you really want to see France?

France: oui.

Cat: ok, but you gonna hate me.

*gives script to France*

France: WHHHHAAAAAA? NO WAY AM I DOING THIS! YOU CANT MAKE MEEEEEEE!

Cat: YES I CANNNNNNNNNNNNN! :D

Memoranda: help….meee… she's sitting on me! maple hockey!

Cat: Did somebody say something?

Mem: Memoranda daiyo….

*Inner Russia now creeping out France*

France: why…