Red Alliance

Do not worry- I will worry alongside you.

Feliciano fidgeted in his seat, attempting to ignore the gazes that fell upon him. There were a total of six nations gathered in the room, alongside their political leaders who stood behind them clad in their business suits. They all wore stern faces in relation to the matter at hand, who would the Red Alliance consist of.

"I'll ask you once more, Italy. Will you join the Red Alliance?" Ludwig looked his friend dead in the eye, killing off his own emotions that began to well up in his chest. He did not wish to threaten his friend like this, but all prior attempts to gain the support of the country had failed. He was beginning to think his boss was correct on how weak Italy was.

"No"

Feliciano looked up, startled at how fast his leader had gathered together enough courage an answer like that.

"I refuse to allow my country to become involved with this movement."

Italy cast his eyes down, feeling ashamed that his boss didn't have the trust in him to aid in the war effort. However, he did feel that his boss was worried for his wellbeing; Italy clung onto that idea to keep his spirit from sinking.

Silence overtook the room. The countries had expected as much.

Letting out a long, pained breath, Ludwig motioned for the nation to leave the meeting, his decision final and clear.

"Very well, we will see you on the other side of the battle field."

"I accept da~"

"I'll aid you as much as I can aru."

"Hell yeah! I'm in!"

They all looked at the nation, puzzled at his enthusiasm but brushed it. Mexico was always the energetic one in the strangest times, like a carbon clone of his cousin, America. Their gazes shifted to the last country left who hadn't been asked. The man's eyes seemed clouded with worry, uncertain what the effects on his country would be if he agreed.

"Nihon, my longtime ally, will you join the Red Alliance?"

China felt things were being exaggerated too much, but it was a big question whether or not to join in the war, any war at that manner. It meant sacrificing your country, your time, your sanity for a cause you believed in. Yao did believe that communism was best for the world if done correctly. It had done wonders for his country; he sought to turn the other countries to at least think about the possibility of turning communist.

Yao attempted to find something to distract his racing heart and mind. Unfortunately, the plain teal walls heeded nothing to as Japan conversed with his political leader in hushed voices. Yao stifled back a yelp of surprise as a cold, gloved hand grasped his, earning the questioning gaze of his leader. The Chinese man turned and sent a hard glare to his comrade. However, his annoyance quickly died when he saw the reassuring smile on Russia's face. No words were exchanged, Yao had seen that smile only a few times before, but he knew what that smile meant.

Don't worry, we'll get through this. Together.

"You have my country's help."

Germany let out a small smile, relieved that at least one of his friends was going to help him, not that he wasn't on good terms with China and Russia. Mexico agreed solely for the guarantee he would get Texas, New Mexico, Arizona, and California back.

One by one, they passed around a document where they each signed their names. First Germany, Japan, Mexico, China, and finally, Russia signed in neat print and handed the document to Germany.

Let the games begin.

England scanned the nations gathered before him, the four of them at received a letter from America seeking their help in combating the newly form Red Alliance. All he knew was the name; he knew nothing of the countries involved or their motive. Just their name, which set him on the edge for knowing nothing about something America was so worried about. He had seen how urgent Alfred sounded in the letter, written in sloppy handwriting and sent with a first class postal service that arrived just overnight.

Where was that bloody git anyways?

"Attention my fellow nations! I, the hero, have gathered all of you here to aid me in my conquest of defeating this new world crisis!"

There he was, idiotic even when he claimed it was a world crisis.

"Just sit down so we can get down to business." Arthur growled out, yanking the American into his seat. He forgot to bring along Busby's chair that day. Darn.

"Anyways," Quickly, Alfred's voice grew dangerously serious, the air grew stiff and all eyes set on the normally bubbly nation. "Germany, Russia, China, Japan, and Mexico have joined forces to move the world into a communistic era. I see that this movement must be stopped or the lives of many civilians will be lost."

A wild fire of murmurs spread through the room as political leaders and countries alike began conversing with one another. Most seemed fearful, seeing that five powerful countries had bonded together to fight for a cause already known to be bloody, it was for a good reason. He finished his short whisper to his leader before noticing Italy's reaction to the information, or lack therefore.

The stiletto shaped country only flinched slightly when Germany was mentioned, even his leader kept silent; his eyes downcast. He made a move to ask if anything was wrong when America caught the attention of the room once more, standing from his leather seat.

"So, do I have your support?"

The answers were hesitant, but firm; a definite yes.

"It would be best if Germany invades France and England from this direction with naval aid from Russia aru. Japan and I will invade Canada on Vancouver Island with aid from Mexico and form a border blockade between the two countries after capturing the capital. America will be weakened after trade from our countries as well as others who join halts. Then together, we will invade America, breaking their spirit of continuing the war."

China finished explaining the plan he had formulated in a month's time, the look of approval was reflected on the other nation's faces. He felt slight pride swell in his chest.

"We want to keep casualties at a minimum, so give civilians of cities and towns a chance to surrender and respect their surrender by providing them with whatever they ask for if it is within common sense." Germany spoke out, he did not wish for this ear to seem like a prophecy of doom and death.

"Da~ But what of the neutral countries, those who do not wish to take part in the war?" Russia spoke his infamous line with a childish smile.

"I have already sent the smaller countries documents asking if they would surrender to us and have our protection or even join us and provide political, military, or financial support." Germany answered; shuffling through a couple of papers on the desk, some of them had signatures already. "Mongolia has sent me a letter saying that he will aid us with supplies. Both North and South Korea have joined our side, the south offering supplies and political influence, the North offering missiles and nuclear weapons. Poland has stated that he will remain strictly neutral and will counter any attacks on him if provoked. In other words, leave him alone for the time being. We will deal with neutral countries after the war ends"

"Alrighty then! I'll begin mobilize my forces tomorrow! See you on Canadian soil in a couple of weeks China, Japan. " Mexico stood and bid the other countries farewell as his walked out of the room.

China did likewise and left room, praying that there wouldn't be too many casualties in this war. He looked to Japan who left alongside him, hostile tensions arising. He had no doubt a war would've broke between them if Russia had not stepped in between them and claimed that comrades should not fight with each other.

It was going to be difficult to work with his long time enemy.

"It seems that they are going to attack invade Canada on the west coast. The exact attack point unknown right now." England read aloud from the paper in his hands. They noticed a significant gathering of troops on the east coast of China and Japan along with activity on the west coast of Mexico.

Canada shifted in his seat, fearful since now he knew he was going to be the first to be invaded.

"More news, the Red Alliance has gained the support of North and South Korea along with Mongolia. They are recruiting more as we speak." The atmosphere seemed to become heavier and heavier with every news headline Arthur read aloud.

Their strategy was to wait until news of an attack, counter it, and then invade from there. Since it was a communist movement, little information was being leaked out, many of their spies had been killed already, others quit due to fear. It was like they were walking in fog, unable to see anything before the step it already taken and you lunged into the dark abyss underneath.

"I will send warships to protect the waters of the North Pacific Ocean, since it's my turf. France, England, don't send any troops, I fear that Germany my attack you if you send troops overseas, as goes for you too Italy. I have already sent out letters requesting aid from other countries, but I think Germany has beaten me to the chase." America announced, writing something down in a notepad. "Well, I'll see you on the waterfront, brother."

Matthew nodded silently, unused to the serious side of Alfred. If America was serious, then what was going on must be extremely dangerous. Even though no fighting had really started, stress was overtaking the nations. They all had dark circles around their eyes and a hollow glint had made a home in their eyes. Italy had even lost his tendency to be spontaneous and loud.

Fear grew within their hearts; they felt that the earth will soon be stained red.

They were doing the right thing no?

The question caused his heart to throb uncontrollably as if frantically looking for an exit. Yao asked the question over and over again in his head, searching for an answer. He believed it was for the good of the world, that communism was going to help them. He was close to achieving the true definition of communism, but the greed of his officials restricted him from doing so. He would just have to wait till another line of leaders with modest hearts came to power; he had all the time in the world anyways.

So there he sat, on the edge of his bed, staring off into the night where the light of campfires could be seen. They had already mobilized over 100,000 troops; they would be moving out tomorrow on warships. Another 50,000 had been put on duty on the borders to secure a first alarm at the sight of enemies. He had also sent some 10,000 to Yong Soo's house to help him with training his soldiers if he was to be attacked.

Shaking the thought out of his head, Yao lay down on the bed, attempting to sleep away his worries. He was unaware that the other countries were trying to do the same.

As he drifted off to sleep, Yao saw Ivan's smile once more and relief washed over his body.

Don't worry- I will worry alongside you.

Wow, ummm, this it going to be my first truly thought out fic. I had this idea in my mind after reading the "Bad Boss Trio" Pairing on the Hetalia wiki site. The pairing was made for Germany's boss of Hitler, Russia's boss of Stalin, and China's boss of Mao, all of which were blamed for many deaths all in reign.

I Put Japan and Mexico in Since Japan was already an ally of Germany and Mexico was communist for a small amount of time. He just wants to get his land back anyways.

Yes, Mexico is an OC at the moment; I couldn't find any official stuff on the nation. I am pledging to finish this fic and have it end in suspense. There will be pairing, RussiaxChina is already up in this chapter, if you didn't get the hints.

Anyways, thanks to those who took the time to read my A/N, and a special thanks to the author xblkdragonx, he/she, I'm not really sure, has inspired me after reading the fics he/she has written. ^.^