WINGS OF THE WORLD- CH.1
Hi, hi, hi! I finally found time to type up all of my fics! In Biology class XD Well, this idea has been on my mind for a while now, and I know there are other Hetalia/Maximum Ride crossovers, but I wanted to write my own ^_^; So yeah, let me know how you guys like it! Enjoy!
"Mr. Jones! We need your assistance at the White House. Please come as soon as you can!"
America had never been so excited, ok, well maybe he was this excited when that new episode of Firefly came out, but still, he was thrilled! The vice president almost never called for his help! Sure, he was THE United States of America, but he was still just an typical American teenager at heart (and he did look like a teenager, even if he was over 300 years old in actuality).
"Sure thing! I'll be there before you know it, man!"
America hung up and grabbed his beloved bomber jacket before rushing out the front door of his temporary apartment.
When Alfred finally arrived at the White House, all hell broke loose. People were everywhere, some chatting away on their cell phones, others rushing towards him to attempt to get him to talk about whatever he was here for.
"Mr. Jones, what's your opinion on the current situation?"
"Mr. Jones, can you explain the reason you're here today?"
Alfred sighed heavily and kept walking. His boss told him that if anyone ever tried to ask him questions to just ignore them and keep walking. After weaving through the monstrous crowd for what seemed like hours, his vice president found him.
"Mr. Jones, thank god! Right this way, the President, Mr. Kirkland, Mr. Bonnefoy, and both of the Beilschmidts are all waiting for you."
Well, that's an odd mix, America thought. The vice president, Mr. Michael Jameson, led America to the oval office. America looked around the familiar room and thought back nostalgically to the times he helped build this room with his bare hands. Sure, he was young, but that didn't mean he couldn't help! England snapped Alfred out of his rare, deep thinking when he noticed he was finally here.
"It's about bloody time! Where in the world have you been?"
The other residing nations and the president all turned to Alfred, who shrugged and pulled out a large McDonald's bag from inside his jacket.
"I needed my daily dose of McDonald's of course!"
England rolled his eyes and muttered something under his breath that sounded like, 'I thought I raised you better.' The other nations sighed. The president cleared his throat and stood up from his desk.
"Mr. Jones, the reason you're here today is because there's someone I'd like you to meet."
Alfred jumped up in excitement.
" Really? Who is it? A new country? A micro nation? Ooh~! Or a celebrity?"
The president cracked a smile and shook his head.
"No, but she should be arriving any minute now."
America slumped back into his seat and stuck out his bottom lip. He hated waiting, especially when he was excited.
"While we wait, Mr. Kirkland, Mr. Bonnefoy, and Mr. Beilschmidt would like to discuss some issues about this person and her group."Wait a minute, wasn't Gilbert supposed to be here too? Alfred scanned the room and found Prussia passed out in the corner, a beer bottle in one hand and his precious pale yellow chick known as 'Gilbird' in the other. He must've had a rough night, probably had something the do with Elizabeta and that snobby aristocrat again. Poor guy, Alfred thought, he tries so hard to win her over sometimes. America snapped back to reality and tried focusing on the matter at hand.
"So Artie, Francis, and Luddy, what's up?"Alfred heard the Briton snort before he responded.
"Some of my people spotted this girl and her group in my country. They didn't seem to cause any problems, but rumors are spreading like a wildfire."
Francis finally spoke up, flipping his golden locks with the back of his hand.
"Oui, zey were spotted in mon country as well. Zey also weren't causing any trouble, just admiring the beauty known as Paris," he mused.
Again, Arthur snorted and rolled his eyes.
"What about you, Luddy?" America asked enthusiastically.
The German glared at America for a moment, he hated that nickname. West, sure, that wasn't horrible, and it was catchy, but Luddy? No, it was childish and stupid.
"This girl and a few members of her group, destroyed a castle in my country! This act of mass destruction should be punished severely!" he fumed.
Ludwig looked like he could kill someone, his eyes were filled with fury and his face was red with anger. It took all his strength to restrain himself from strangling the annoying American. Of course, Alfred didn't seem to care how furious Germany was.
"So? What's the big deal? It's just a castle, man. It was probably so old it was falling apart, putting innocent citizens in danger! Maybe it was a good thing these kids tore it apart!"
Before Ludwig could get his hands on the now laughing Alfred, the large doors cracked opened. The President walked over to the agent guarding the door, who was peaking in through the small opening. The nations exchanged brief glances of various expressions, and the room was quiet for once. Arthur broke the silence after a few seconds.
"Have any of you ever heard of Itex?" he whispered.
Ludwig and Francis, who was unusually quiet today, though for a moment before shaking their heads.
"Yeah! They make, like, everything!" America shouted, making everyone else jump.
He lifted up the bag of his precious fast food and pointed at the Itex label on the side.
"See? Look! They even made Texas! Well… not the state, but my glasses!"
Alfred took the glasses off his face and showed the group the nearly microscopic Itex logo imprinted on the bridge of "Texas."
"Why'd you ask, Iggy? I didn't know there was Itex branches in England," America asked.
"No reason… and there isn't… that I know of," he lied.
The President finally finished his conversation with the agent at the door and cleared his throat once again to get the attention of the nations gathered around Alfred and his glasses.
"Gentlemen, I'd like you to meet Miss Maximum Ride."
A girl about five and a half feet tall with light brown eyes with flakes of gold, curly, light-brown hair with natural blonde streaks, baggy clothing, a windbreaker, and numerous scratches and bruises lining her arms and face. Behind her were 5 kids, 3 boys and 2 girls. The tallest boy was a few inches taller than Maximum, with medium-length black hair and dark eyes and dark clothing. Next was a boy about half an inch shorter with strawberry blonde and eyes that were covered by his long hair. The youngest boy looked about 10 and had short, messy blonde hair and big, bright baby blue eyes. One of the girls, who had a chocolate brown skin tone and chocolate colored eyes to match and her long, dark, hair pulled back into a ponytail, was carrying the youngest of the group. She was no older than 7 and had golden blonde curls held back by a large ribbon tied into a bow, bright blue eyes much like the little blonde boy's, and she wore a very frilly, pink dress.
"Call me Max," said Maximum. "This is my flock, Fang-" she pointed at the tallest boy. "-Iggy and Nudge-" the strawberry blonde boy and the older girl waved and cracked a small smile. "-and finally, Gazzy and Angel."
Nobody noticed England hiding behind America and muttering something under his breath. America held out his hand and Max hesitantly shook it.
"The name's Alfred F. Jones! Nice to meet ya, Max!"He grinned brightly and let go of her hand. England slowly started tiptoeing towards the couch, hoping none of the flock could see him attempt to escape.
"So, how'd you tear down that castle in Germany? Did you steal a wrecking ball or something?" Alfred asked out of curiosity.
Max smirked, "We'll get to that later, but first, I need to talk to you about-"
She was interrupted by Nudge, who was pointing at England.
"Hey, guys! That guy looks really familiar doesn't he? Didn't he have a little brother that helped us take down the Itex headquarters in Germany? Remember? We thought it was weird to see an adult help us, and it was him! I know it!" she exclaimed.
All eyes turned to England, who had frozen in place, his face pale white and he started stuttering.
"I-I-I… I don't know what you're talking about!"
Max thought about it for a minute and remembered seeing him briefly fighting alongside Nudge and Angel before she distracted by an attacking Flyboy. He had a little boy at his side, around 12, who looked almost like a photocopy of him, but with blue eyes. They took out quite a few Flyboys, she remembered.
"You know what… I think you're right, Nudge. What's your name… Oh yeah! Arthur right? And you had your brother Peter with you!" Max said. She turned to Angel, who sleepily nodded. Note to self: Let Angel sleep on the way back, thought Max.
Germany turned to England and was about to speak, more like yell, but America beat him to it.
"Um… Iggy?"
"Yeah?" answered the strawberry blonde.
"Oh, sorry, his name is also Iggy. And he can't see who you're facing, he's kinda… blind," explained Max.
"I-I… uh…" Arthur stuttered, trying desperately to escape the conversation.
"Anyways! You need to believe every word we say Mr. Jones. Please," interrupted Max, knowing Arthur obviously hadn't told any of the other people here. Alfred sat down and motioned for Max to continue speaking.
"You all might have heard of Itex. Well, as some of you might know, we are in the process of bringing down the entire cooperation. Only a few facilities remain, including two here in the United States."
The group behind Max nodded. Germany again looked like he was about to rip someone's head off.
"You better… have a good reason for this," he seethed.
Max smirked."Believe us, we do."She turned to the group and nodded. Nudge set Angel down and held her hand. They spread apart to give each other some space. The nations watched them carefully in curiosity.
"Itex isn't what you think it is. This is just one example of what they've been doing to kids all around the world," said Max.
In a large WHOOSH, all six kids unfurled their wings.
You should've seen their faces!
PHEW! FINALLY DONE TYPING THIS! I've had this done for some time, but my parents are very strict with my time on the computer D: Well, I hope you enjoyed!
Thanks for reading!-Kitty~