A New World
Chapter 3
My blood was ice, my brain was mush. What the hell…Was I afraid? Again?
I set my eyes on Hercules as he walked in there, by himself. All alone.
Voices were clear, and I felt as if the individuals in the room could smell my fear pouring from my body.
"Ah! Here we are, you are BLOODY late you know?" Arthur joked, laughing about with Alfred as he asked Hercules about "Isis" and they all said-
"Well! What a girly name, I wonder if he's as tall as Ludwig! Haha!" Alfred laughed waiting for Arthur. Arthur shook his head, and laughed a bit "She's not that tall."
Hercules sighed, and sat down at a table, sitting beside some northern country. I tried to follow…but a cut of laughter made my entrance quiet…and noticeable.
Alfred kept still, "Er, Isis Keket? You aren't-"
I finished his sentence "I-I'm not a boy…" I felt so embarrassed, and I walked quickly towards Hercules. My blood was more like the South pole, frozen, and no water moving. My heart was skipping beats, it was like they were going to stop coming. I lifted my gaze from the table and in front of me was, well…Uhm. Arthur, and he seemed land hungry, the same look he gave me before he captured my capital, renamed it, got bored of me and left me to die. Did I hate Arthur? No, I just wished, He of all the men to come into my land would actually care about me. But, I guess being a great European country, you really don't have time for that…
I heard Feliciano complain about how I was here, and how I never am here but I show up now to terrorize him. Feliciano wouldn't be so bad if he wasn't Feliciano. But then, I leaned a little back to see who was "lucky" enough to sit with him.
I looked to Hercules "He's a German?" Hercules took a glance towards what I was looking at "Yeah, they say he's tough, and he likes "Bondage" or "S and M" but I wouldn't know what that means." Hercules laughed quietly, but he looked like he was going to go to sleep any minute. -Snore-
I growled my dissatisfaction at him, they were about to stop and my plan A had gone to sleep.
The American stood, up, a thing that looked like a burnt circle in the middle of bread, he chewed as he spoke. "Hello! Welcome to our semi-annual meeting!" He drank something out of a cup, but I could hear nothing. Arthur got up "Stop eating you bloody bastard!" He yelled across the table, "We have a new country…" Alfred looked down upon me, no frown, no smile. His cheeks were stuffed with food so, I didn't think any emotion was possible. Another north country looked at me awfully strange, so he probably was France. I sort of smiled at Alfred, but he looked so dumb I didn't know if he was for real or not. I skipped my eyes over the tables, and found myself staring into Turkey's devilish eyes. He smiled, maybe because he remembered he used to own me. Hercules woke up, and gazed where I laid my gaze at, and he growled "Don't pay him any attention, he's only trying to make you look weak."
"But I am weak…" Yes, my government right now was terrible. Hercules laughed and put a cat in my lap, "You just need time to become strong on your own!"
I know Hercules would be mad if he could read thoughts, Even if I hated Rome, I still wanted him to watch over me…I felt like I couldn't be strong on my own. He terrorized my people, killed Greek people in my borders and he lied to me.
How could I still love that bastard?
