Welcome to the prologue of Level Zer0.
I bet the first person who finds this is gonna think that Skyler and I are smoking something. X'D
also, about Georgi, he belongs to me (Brigitte). You can see drawings of Giorgi all over my dA (my username is PrussianChain). If anyone is caught copying Giorgi, you will be hunted down by myself and Skyler, then forced to listen to Nickleback and Rebecca Black⦠at the same time!
This story was inspired by roller skating, TRON Legacy, and Spy Kids 3D.
The blonde had been lying in bed, content with snoozing all day as his phone rang endlessly. He didn't feel like picking it up, nor did he remember why or who was calling him till he actually answered.
"You're late, wanker."
"Oh shit, really! The meeting was today?" he replied sleepily rubbing his face to wake himself.
Yes, he had overslept but it didn't mean anything at the moment as he dressed quickly and made his way out to his car before putting the phone back to his ear.
"Ask him if he's bringing that game-!" a voice stressed from the background, easily recognizable as Alfred's good friend and 'little buddy', Giorgi Bagrationi, the personification of the Republic of Georgia. Alfred F. Jones himself was the United State of America, the person on the other end of the receiver was his surrogate father, Arthur Kirkland, whom was the United Kingdom but usually called England by mistake. Two new voices chimed from the background:
"Is he here yet, veeee!~"
"Please, settle down, Feliciano-kun. It's only a game, though I am eager to play myself."
Alfred chuckled into the phone before telling Arthur to inform his friend, plus the two others that he had the game as the spoke. (The other two being Matthew Williams and Francis Bonnefoy who represented Canada and France respectively.)
As he pulled up to the meeting place, he grinned hoping out of the car to meet his friends and fellow countries, he never heard the hissing voice from the black disk case he carried purr the words:
Let the games begin.
