It was a dark room..
"Can someone actually open ze lights?" wailed a French accented voice
"Shut up you bloody frog!" spat another voice "I can't even feel my eyebrows"
"A-Aru!? Is that what I've been touching?!" yelped another voice
"One way to find out,da?" laughed a fourth voice "What did it felt like,da?"
"Like a caterpillar" timidly answered the third voice "You okay there, aru?"
No one replied.
"CAN'T WE AT LEAST SHOOT THE DOOR TO OPEN?!" suggested another voice "I, as the hero, is sure to have a revolver here somewhere-"
"We're not gonna alert those things with your stupidity, America" replied the second voice with the eyebrows. "China..Go and see if he's fine"
"KIKU!?" yelled China as he endlessly shook Japan's body "Kiku, answer me, aru! Kiku!"
"V-Ve?! What's wrong with Japan?" asked another voice. He knelt beside Japan and China and touched the forehead of Kiku. It was soaked in sweat and there was a huge cut across his face. It was releasing a metallic liquid. It was blood. "H-How-"
"He is suffering from the earlier wounds" cut in Germany who was now ripping strips of fabric from his military coat. He encircled Japan's head and damped a cool towel. "That'll do for now.."
"Ugh.." groaned Japan.
'Hey!" observed America "He's regaining consciousness!"
"Gomene..Maria..."
"Or not.." whispered Canada. "S-Someones coming here!"
"PIPE DOWN EVERY BODY!" ordered England who cupped his ears against the door . His expression turned grim. (This is bad) he thought
"Where are they!?" snapped the voice outside the room.
It was hard and very cold. It gave Russia a complete chill as he gripped his axe with every word.
"T-They escaped po.." stuttered a small child's voice.
England peeked through the small keyhole and found a young boy in full military gear, that was loosened on his bandaged shoulder, with curly brown hair and green pale eyes filled with tears. He looked very much like Spain but the difference was tattoo on the child's body. Huge black patterns surrounded his upper chin and three black dots below his right eye. His arms were covered in black octopus like arms and grey flowers at the point of his elbow. He carried a rattan stick and was walking barefooted.
(Juan!? Is that you?!) thought-speak England who recognized the red bandana on his neck.
The boy knelt in front of the man, covering the keyhole.(There's a small hidden door behind the wall...Tell Russia to bang it with his axe)
(A-Alright..) replied England who looked at Russia and told the instructions.
"Da.." answered Russia as with one soundless bang, cracked the concrete wall and revealed an iron-gate. It was a feet of stairs going down in circle. "It's open" He smiled to England "what's next?"
(Get out of here ) thought-speak Juan as loud as he can to England (He doesn't want you alive I swear)
(Come with us ) urged England as he lead others to the small door. (We still have time!)
"ESCAPED?!" croaked the hooded man "I should've killed them when I had the chance!"
"P-Please! Just stop this! They've done nothing to hurt you!" begged Juan who was clutching the man's black robes. He quickly gave the door a glare and turned back to the man.
(I'm not leaving Kuya Pepe alone in this battle!) he replied (I already lost so many friends... Dear friends and my de-)
"Enough of this nonsense!" the man slapped Juan in the face. Juan's body came crashing to the other side and he puke out blood.
(JUAN, YOU HAVE TO COME WITH US!) begged England once more (Only you know where Maria is! JUAN!)
(Actually, three people will know where Maria is..) puked Juan while trying to stand ( They'll be your guides so tell France not to harass them..)
The hooded man took out a pistol and aimed it for Juan's scared eyes."Do you really want to meet your Ate sooo early?" he sarcastically asked.
"Yes..." Juan smiled sadly. He touched the heel of his rattan stick and his eyes flared with anger.
(JUAN! NO!)
(Tell them I said 'Hi'..)
He smacked the hooded-man's face and leveled his weapon to his eyes. "VIVA LA VISAYAS!"
BANG! BANG!
"What was that?" asked Italy while carrying the half of Japan's body. "I just heard two bullets.."
"Forget about it." replied Germany who carried the other weight of Japan's body. "Just keep moving"
"Ve..yes sir" answered Italy. He turned his head around and saw England shaken with fear with America carrying his shoulder. (I wonder what he saw..)
"Hey.." warned Russia " Did you hear that noise,da?"
Canada's head moved back and forth. "What noise?"
He kept walking down the seem never ending stairs and touched the wall.
SWOOOOOOOOOOOOSH! GLUB! GLUB! TROO-GLOOP!
"Kya!" Canada screamed and ran beside France who took out his sword. His nose wrinkled and held Canada back.
"Ze smell is worse than England's cooking.." he commented
"Just like last thanksgivings' toxicated turkey" agreed America who was rushing towards the wall. "But the noise...is that -"
"A toilet bowl?"
GAAAH! I HATE MYSELF! -throws notes out of the window- WAIT-WHAT! NOOOOO!
(England was passing by and saw the notebook fall out of the sky)
England: ARE YOU IMPLYING THAT MY CULINARY EXPERIENCE IS FAKE?!
Uhh...maybe?
Pepe: That's a yes you Brit
England:...
Juan: yes!
England: IT WASN'T MY FAULT THAT AMERICA SET THE COUNTER WITH RADIOACTIVE SALT ON LAST YEAR'S THANKSGIVING !
Radioactive...salt? -sigh-
(A perverted aura stole the notebook) honhonhonohon~
GAAAAAH! FRANCE!
France: Are the three people.. all girls then?
If I say 'yes' will you NOT go and flirt with them?
France: -In all his sparkling glory took out a rose and kissed my hand- What made you say that, Mon Cherie?~
Iggy...
England: Yes?
I take back what I've said about your cooking. So please be of goodhearted to cook(beat) -the crap out of this frenchman
England: With pleasure! (Wears an apron with the words: KEEP CALM AND KISS THE BRIT)
France: NOOOO!
England: COME BACK HERE YOU FROG! -throws a large piece of burned scone-
(America gets hold of the notebook)
America: SWEET! A TOILET BOWL!
HOW'D YOU GET IN MY HOUSE!?
~Reviews are much requested!~