A/N: Ah another story! I love murder mysteries so I thought something like this would be fun. I have this whole story planned out, but I'm not sure whether I'll include pairings in this or not. Thanks for reading and reviews are appreciated!
"America, are you alright?"
America let out a groan. The moment he opened his eyes pain rushed to his head. Standing before him was England, his face full of concern. "I think so," America mumbled. He realized he was on the ground and slowly stood up. "Where are we?" The area around the two consisted of many trees, and a few crates.
"That's what I've been trying to figure out," England answered, letting out a sigh. "I did find this though. It was pinned to the tree next to you." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a slip of paper. The paper read, 'Head to the house. Everyone is waiting.'
"What are we waiting for? Let's go!" America declared, marching off. England immediately grabbed the back of his shirt.
"Wait, we don't even know if we can trust this! Do you even have a clue to where you're going?"
"Nope! We might as well try though! Plus I'll protect you if something does happen." America explained, winking. England rolled his eyes.
The two headed out. The air was chilled and the sky was cloudy. England pointed out a shed that was hidden amongst all the trees, but when they tried to open it, they found out it was locked. Near the shed was a large house.
"This must be it," England commented.
When they walked inside, they were greeted by an array of nations at the entrance.
"England and America are here! Is that everyone?" Hungary questioned.
Germany shook his head, "There's twenty-two people here now. We're still missing two more people!"
Canada, who was standing next to France, scurried over to America. "I'm glad you're okay!"
"Same with you!" America then glanced around the room. Some nations began to converse, while others began to stare at the door. "What is going on anyways?"
"None of us really know," Canada sighed. "We're supposed to know what's going on when there's twenty-four people here," he explained. Canada pointed at the wall, nearby the door. There was another note there that read, 'Once all 24 are here, your questions will be answered.'
America realized the only thing he could do was wait, like the others.
Eventually Italy began to shout at the door. "Romano and Spain are here!" he exclaimed, running to hug his brother.
While the Italians began to fuss over each other, Spain who oddly had a solemn expression, revealed a piece of paper that he was holding. "This was pinned to the door!"
"That wasn't there before!" China cried out.
The nations swarmed around Spain, all surprised to find out what the paper said.
'You're all here, great! You're probably wondering what's going on. You see, this will be your home for a while. All of you will have your own rooms, and there is no need to worry about food and water. Now you must be wondering how you can leave. In this very room there are five of us that are killers, plus the main culprit. Our goal is to make sure that everyone else here dies. If you can figure out who we all are and kill us, you're free to leave. Have fun!'
The room was filled with silence. "This has to be some kind of joke!" Switzerland spoke up.
"I agree," Japan responded. "We're nations, someone cannot just—"
"But what would explain how we arrived here?" Russia questioned, tilting his head. "I think it's true."
"We're all friends though! I don't want to believe that anyone would do such a thing!" Italy exclaimed.
Suddenly everyone began to panic. Sealand clung onto England, while Vietnam, Hong Kong, and Taiwan began to ramble to each other frantically. Even Prussia became pale, and Austria made no comments.
"Everyone calm down!" Germany snapped. "We don't even know for sure if we're really trapped here!"
"Then what the hell should we do?" Belarus responded.
"Explore," Germany answered. He then marched off, and Italy went after him.
Soon everyone else followed suit by splitting up into different groups. Some went outside to look around, while others stayed inside to see what was there.
Ukraine found an elevator nearby a flight of stairs. From what the elevator showed, there were a total of three floors. On the first floor was the foyer, kitchen, and living room. The living room surprisingly had a television, DVD player, and VCR player. On the second floor was a long hallway with a total of twenty-four bedrooms. The third floor was what Ukraine found to be eerie; it consisted of nothing but a few jail cells.
Soon everyone met up again at the entrance. "Did anyone find an exit?" Germany asked.
No one responded.
"So we're really trapped here?" Seychelles asked, her voice going hysterical.
"Let's look again tomorrow!" Spain suggested. "Plus I'm sure the ones not here will notice us missing and they'll find us!"
A majority of the nations didn't like the idea of spending the night at the house, but they realized they had no choice. The only way they were able to tell the time was a clock in the kitchen, which currently read 20:30. Some nations went upstairs to check out the bedrooms, while others stayed down in the kitchen to find something to eat.
Switzerland and Liechtenstein sat next to each other in the kitchen. "What if that note really is true, big brother?" Liechtenstein asked.
Switzerland closed his eyes and heaved, "If it is true, I won't let anyone hurt you. Trust me."
Soon everyone headed upstairs. They went over options for the next day. Everyone agreed to not leave their room at night, and looking for an exit would be their priority tomorrow.
Goodnights were shared, and everyone went to bed.