Just a random idea I had... and in case you didn't know, here's the human names so far:

Finland- Tino

Sweden- Berwald

Sealand- Peter

Iceland- Emil

Norway- Lukas

Denmark- Mathias

Ah, yes. It felt good to be out of that stuffy mansion, but now where was It? Somewhere cold, It was sure. Trees, a forest, and in a clearing, a frozen-over pond- a rather large pond. It decided it must be in Scandinavia, where that Englishman had said he had a good friend. In Norway, to be exact.

Three people coming- the first, and seemingly youngest, around sixteen or so, with snowy white hair, pale skin, and violet eyes; the second, older, around twenty-two, tall, with spiky blond hair and bright blue eyes. Both attractive people. But the third- the third.

If 'handsome' was used to describe the first two, the word would have to be altered. The word would then become- ah, how did the humans say it? Beautiful.

He was an angel, not having the masculine charm the first two had, his attractiveness being feminine. The third person- he seemed around eighteen or nineteen, with light blonde hair and deep blue eyes. He carried himself with grace- like a dancer, almost seeming to glide across the snow. His Nordic Cross hairpin gleamed in the sunlight, and his expression showed emotionlessness.

All three of them carried ice skates, and they seemed to be headed toward the frozen-over pond. The youngest one spoke. "I can't believe we got Tino to let us come out here!" he exclaimed. The oldest responded, "Yeah, he's way too protective... I think it's because he has to take care of Peter, that kid's always getting himself into stupid situations."

The beautiful one simply nodded. Finally, the trio had reached the pond, and they began to take off their boots and put on their ice skates. It decided to move closer, and try to get a better look. Maybe then it would decide which one to ki-

SNAP

"Did you hear that?" the beautiful one asked his companions. The youngest nodded, awkwardly sliding his foot back into his boot. "What did you think that was? Something in the trees?" the oldest one asked.

It disregarded their reactions- after all, it'd be more fun if they saw It before it ki-

SNAP

This time, the trio visibly jumped. The tallest was suddenly holding a massive battle axe- where had he gotten that from?- and seemed to stare right at It, but right past it as well. "Emil, Lukas," he began. "Stay behind me."

SNAP

CRACK

The two younger ones obeyed his commands, as he assumed a battle stance.

"Emil," the beautiful one, likely Lukas, started to say. "If something bad comes out, be prepared to run, okay? Get Tino and Berwald." Emil nodded.

The unnamed one cleared his throat. "Hello?! Is somebody there?!" he yelled into the forest.

Now.

It rushed out of the woods, likely appearing as a gray blur, and ran at the unnamed one wielding the battle axe. "MATHIAS!" Lukas screamed. He attempted to attack, running towards them, but It simply backhanded him. Lukas landed on the ice, his impact slightly cracking it. Looks like 'Tino' had been right in not wanting them to come out here- the ice was too thin.

"LUKAS!" Emil yelled. It turned it's attention back to Mathias, tackling him and knocking the battle axe out of the man's hands. The two grappled, It on top, before Mathias suddenly turned his attention to Emil.

"EMIL! RUN! GET OUT OF HERE!"

Emil hesitated for a moment before casting a glance at Lukas, who was struggling to stand on the ice, ankle twisted in an unnatural way. "I-I can't! I can't leave you and Lukas!"

"EMIL, GET OUT OF HERE, NOW!"

This time, he obeyed, taking off without even grabbing his skates.

Oh well. It was more fun to chase, anyway.

So yeah. I tried to refer to the monster as an 'It' but I might have screwed up...

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