I need to stop making stories. Seriously. I do not own anything. I'll be doing this at a present day as best as I can. Also stick with me. I'll explain stuff at the end.

Standard German

Early New High German

English

Thoughts

Italian

Note: Edited (11/29/16)

Carina Amalia Brewster trudged through the thick German foliage as she followed her map. Her mother had wanted her out of the hotel so she could work on her book in peace. 'European Royal History my ass', she thought bitterly. Her mother loved the blue bloods and 'white bones' of the European and Eurasian worlds. She choked when she realized she referenced the Russian term for royalty. "I've been spending too much time with youuuuu-!" She collapsed on her hands as the ground quickly approached. "What the hell..." She muttered as she looked down. She had tripped on an old tree root and followed its trail up the wood. She smiled when she saw the multiples of small berries hanging just shy of her head. "Rowan..." She whispered.

She looked at the thickness and froze. "This tree is ancient..." It reminded her of a redwood tree from California, it was so thick. Carina looked at the gnarled tree roots and paused. Some of the roots were twisted in odd formations, kinda like... fingers. She traced the hand and followed it up. A small pocket was enveloped in shadows and she reached for her small flashlight. "No, no no no no..." She whispered horrified. The face of a young man that seemed to match her twenty years of age. Her bright amber eyes widen in shock as his wooden features seemed to melt away, leaving tanned skin behind. She backed away as the transformation spread quickly and black clothes were shown surfacing from the roots, and intense blue eyes opened.

A deep voice garbled in some lost tongue that resembled German called out shakily. "Italy..."

Carina blinked. "What? Who are you?(1)" The man froze and looked over at her and frowned deeply. He began to stand but fell quickly against the tree again. He glared over at the roots by his hands and Carina was severely worried. A strange man had just woken up out of an ancient tree and was speaking in something she couldn't tell, and considering her mother was a well-known author who spoke several different languages to dozens of important historians and figures, she was surprised that she couldn't recognize it.

"I-Italy, where is she?" The odd man demanded. Carina managed to pick a few odd words out, but looked down. This was too weird.

She looked back up and was worried as the man sat down on some of the roots with his head in his hands. "What do you mean, Italy? That's a country, not a person," She said, and backed up a step when she heard him growl. They might not have a clear understanding of each other, but it was clear enough. She blinked and the man was suddenly on her throat.

"WHERE IS SHE? I PROMISED I'D BE BACK, SO WHERE IS SHE?!" He roared, gripping her neck as he raised her above the ground. Carina choked as she clawed at the blonde guy's hands, her auburn hair sticking to her face. He stared into her eyes as she was forced to have one shut.

"I. DON'T. KNOW," She growled with what air she had and she kicked him from her raised elevation. She had intended to kick his shin, but she forgot to factor in her height, both physical and altitude wise, and they crumbled. She gasped for breath as he coiled into a ball. "What is going on?" She growled, staring at him. He growled as he sat up.

"Who are you?" He pushed out through grit teeth. Carina paused.

"Carina Amalia Brewster. You?" She asked. They weren't at each other's throats anymore, so why not? He paused and laughed lightly, and she frowned. "Yeah, I know what my name means." He shook his head but didn't elaborate.

The man coughed and stood. "I am the Holy Roman Empire," He said, and offered a hand up. Carina froze at his name.

"What? No, the Holy Roman Empire is an officially dissolved empire that hasn't existed for 200 years! How can you be a person?!" She asked, scooting backwards. She didn't want to be by this guy anymore. The man who claimed to be the long-dead Empire took steps to reach her. He froze when she mentioned the dissolved part.

"I AM the Holy Roman Empire. I am a single personification of it! And It is not possible! I have not been dead for 200 years! It couldn't be! I-I am right here!" He said, and he shook. Carina pulled herself up, and took a step closer to him. Her mind kept criss-crossing with this man. She was scared of him, but felt sorry.

"Sir, calm down. I'm going to help you. I'm going yo call you Henry, alright? I'm going to try to help you find this Italy, if you need, alright?" 'Henry' merely nodded, and she took his hand. He clenched her hand lightly and smiled at her.

"Thank you," He said, and then they trudged on. Getting him out of the forest took a while, as they were in the middle of a large forest, and the moon was high in the sky as they got to her jeep. Henry stared at the car oddly as Carina approached it and he jumped as it unlocked. "What is that strange beast?"

Carina laughed quietly, but wiped her face as she looked back at him. "This is a car. It is used to get people from place to place quickly. This type of car is called a jeep." He continued to give it odd stares as he approached the faded green car. Carina opened the side door for him and waved into the open seat. "I'll explain inside. And this is perfectly safe."

Henry gave her a pointed look and climbed inside somewhat awkwardly. Carina shut the door after him and went around to the driver's side. She climbed inside and bit back a smile as she saw him struggle with the seat. "Hold on," She said, and reached over. Henry leaned back as she reached across to the adjuster on the side. He flew back a little and blinked.

"That's good, thank you," He said. She also grabbed the seatbelt while she was over there. "What-"

Carina stuck the clip into the buckle and leaned back over on her side to do the same. "It's a safety measure. Calm down," She said and started the car. Henry jumped in his seat and looked around as the car purred to life.

"What is this?!" He yelled. Carina laughed and began to back out of the parking spot.

As they began the two hour drive back to Carina's hotel, she wondered how she going to pull this off. She figured she would get the man a room close by and talk to her mother the next morning. She would know, right? They pulled up at roughly five in the morning and Holy Roman Empire had fallen asleep half an hour in. The tan girl sighed and leaned back in her seat as she stared at the large and flashy hotel. Henry twitched as he woke up and looked at her. "Are we there yet?" She gripped the wheel with one hand as she turned the car off with the other.

"Yeah, but listen. You cannot talk to anyone there unless I tell you. Your speech is similar to current German, it's still different. I'm going to get you a room close by and I'll help you. Also, we need to get you some new clothes. My mom might know what is going on. She can probably help..." Carina said, leaning forward to sigh into the steering wheel. A hand patted her on the shoulder and she looked up to see Holy Rome patting her on the back in support. "Thanks..."

Henry hummed and began trying to get out if his seat. He tugged on the seatbelt and began to cough from pulling the wrong part. Carina laughed and pushed the button to release it. Henry turned faintly pink as he looked away. She undid her own seat and climbed out, and Holy Rome followed her lead. They slammed the doors shut and they entered the building, and Carina was surprised by how much he was able to keep it together and not freak out at all the modern day trinkets.

"Hi, I'd like to get one room for my brother. He decided to join us but we're hoping to surprise mo-"

"Honey! It's been so long! Where have you been?!" Carina froze as her mother, Liberty Brewster, popped out from behind her. The older replica rushed forward and hugged Holy Rome and Carina tightly. "Explain in a while," She growled into her child's ear. "How long has it been? Too long! C'mon, we have some catching up to do!" She said and began dragging the two towards the elevator. She all but threw her 'children' in and shoved them in. "What the hell is going on?!"

"Mom, I didn't mean to! This isn't my fault!" Carina said, throwing her arms around. Holy Rome looked between the two in confusion but said nothing.

"Who is this?" She yelled, pointing at the tall man. Henry might not have understood Italian like he used to, but it doesn't take much for him to piece together what's being said.

"Holy Roman Empire. Do you know where Italy is-" He paused when Carina's mother slumped.

"W-What, but h-how? F-France said he was d-dead..." She muttered, running a hand through her hair. She froze and pulled out her phone. The elevator dinged and she growled. The woman shoved the communication device back into her pocket and dragged them into their floor's conference room.

"M-Mom, what's going o-" Carina began as she caught herself, Holy Rome doing the same. Her mother yanked out her phone.

"Shush. I need to make a few calls," She growled and all but stabbed the numbers on the small box. There was a dark aura surrounding him and Carina put a hand on his arm. He calmed down and looked at her. "GET ME ON THE LINE WITH FELICIANO NOW!" Her mom roared. Carina winced, she recognized that tone.

"B-But M-miss it's-a five in the m-mo-" The poor woman on the other side of the line didn't stand a chance. The other two occupants barely heard the other end of the line.

"WE HAVE A CODE BLUE," She yelled. The dial tone began immediately.

"Si?" A goofy voice crooned sleepily. "Sorellona, it's-a early, what's the matt-"

"He's alive. Organize a meeting, the sooner the better. Hurry, Venie!" Her mother stressed. There was a pause from the other end of the line.

"Is he-a there, can I-a talk to him?" All exhaustion was swept away as well as the goofy voice.

"Si, but hurry up. We need to tell the others," Her mother said and passed the phone to Henry. He looked at it, confused.

"H-Hello? Who's there?" He asked awkwardly into the phone. A choke was heard on the other side of the phone.

"H-Holy Rome. It's-a been a while, hasn't it?" The Italian on the other end said.

"I-Italy, it's really you? Y-you're still alive?" Holy Rome choked on their end. Liberty crossed her arms and leaned against the wall, waiting.

"S-Si, Holy Rome. It's-a been far too long," The other end said, crying. "I'll-a see you again-a soon, s-si?"

"Y-Yes..." Holy Rome said, and the dial tone sounded. He passed the item back to Liberty and she took it.

"Sit," She ordered, and gestured to the chairs. The two sat and Carina's mom stood on the opposite end. "Explain, both of you, now."

Carina took in a deep breath. "Well, after you kicked me out of the room, I went exploring at one of the forests, one about two hours from here, and I tripped, saw it was an ancient rowan tree, and some of the roots looked weird, kinda like fingers, and I got out the torch and looked in a dark spot and saw him. He then seemed to melt out of the roots and we began talking..." She explained. Liberty raised an eyebrow. "We might have fought a little..." She said, trying to ignore the urge to rub her throat.

Her mother sighed. "Alright... You have to be debriefed... I'll do that on the way..." She said, sighing. A quick Bing! on her phone grabbed her attention and she looked at it. "We're leaving. There's a conference getting underway an hour from here. I'll catch you up. And none of it gets shared by anyone else," She grit, and Carina nodded. "Alright. We're taking the jeep. I'm driving."

OK, IT SUCKED. PUT UP WITH IT. IT'LL MAKE SENSE LATER. HIS IS GOING TO BE A REALLY WEIRD SOTRY IF I CAN FINISH IT. THIS IS A PRESENT DAY (CURRENTLY) AU WHERE NORMAL CITIZENS HAVE NO IDEA ABOUT COUNTRIES' EXISTENCES.

(1) HRE is speaking in a more ancient form of German and like all languages, modern can still pick out words, and vice versa. This will come in handy later. Other languages will be represented in normal, bold, italicized, underlined, or any mix so we don't have to waste time looking for tranlastions. Sorry other languages, but I'm taking the easy route.