Don't expect too much from this chapter... it's mostly a bit "introducing" and that...
AND... it's a bit short... |D Do I have to warn about bad language?
But don't worry... next ones will be longer c:
Nah... It should be a bit obvious...
There was something strange about this place, except the size it seemed pretty abandoned, but at the same time not.
"Someone there...?" the wondering nation asked as he tried to look around there, all groggy as he'd just awoken from has been put to sleep.
No answer, it was just quiet, he had never heard anything so quiet.
Suddenly the lights were turned on and he saw that he was in a bedroom, the walls were cream coloured and the floor was of light coloured wood. Wait… was that a letter on the bed...? He slowly picked it up carefully and read it. The hand writing wasn't really the easiest to read;
"Hello Alfred
You are probably wondering why you are here right?
Let me explain it quickly:
You are in a game; the goal is to get out.
But to do that you have to find all the keys.
There are other people in the house and you will all be tested.
Have fun and let the play begin!"
What...? How did the person even know who he was? Keys...? What was it he had to do and these tests...? What were those?
"Well… okay..." he went to the door and tried to open it. Locked. "Fuck!" he could feel something like a piece of paper under the handle and took it up, it was a new letter.
"The first test is one alone.
'Press me once, I'm lit, press me twice I'm dead'
That's the clue, have fun finding your key"
"What...?" He stood and thought for at least ten minutes, trying to come up with something before the light flickered. "...press me once I'm lit... THE LAMP!" He looked around in the room before taking out the old chair and put it under the metal lamp, feeling around on it before feeling a key, "YES!" He jumped down and then went to the door and unlocked it. When he opened the door he could hear some others speak, but he could neither hear who it was nor what they said.
"It's America...!" a really familiar British voice shouted which made him turn towards the nations that stood gathered on a more opened space than he was at the moment, it was possibly just 2 or 3m to the light blue wall from the dark brown door.
"Well, Duh! Wait… It's you guys!" the young nation stared at the 5 others that stood there.
"Apparently" a rather dark voice said with a clear German accent. "Though we don't know if there are more people in the house" the American nodded a bit before grinning.
"It's like we are in one of those horror movies! So fucking awesome!" the others glared at him like he had already lost it, which he probably had.
"Has he lost it, Angleterre?" the Frenchman of the group said and turned towards the Brit.
"Pro-"
"Why the fuck are all the people I don't like at the same place! Especially the potato bastard!" an angry voice was approaching them now and by the last words they knew directly who it was, Lovino.
"-bably… and hello on you too, Romano" the Brit turned towards the Italian just to receive a hit in the face which made him fall down on the old wood floor.
"Shut the fuck up, tea bastard" he snarled angrily and stared at the others as he furrowed his brows, "and what the fuck is your problem?"
"You don't need to be so harsh…" a young looking man said a bit nervously with a strong Finnish accent.
"Like I even know who you are" Lovino glared at the Finn and gained a nervous laughter from him.
"I'm Tino Väinämöinen, Finland" he answered and looked a bit at the confused Italian.
"What the fuck was that "Vejna" thing?"
"M-my surname…" He sighed deeply and looked down on the floor.
"Whatever… and does anyone know why the fuck we are here…?" the Italian looked around and gained either a shake of the head or a no from all the nations.
"All we know is that we should gather keys and the person doing this to us calls it a game" you couldn't really hear what accent it was; it was some mix between German, French and Italian but mostly German.
"This totally reminds me of the Saw movies! The only difference is that we know each other!" the American seemed excited, probably too excited.
"Are you alright, Alfred?" Arthur sighed and stood up.
"Can't we just do what we are supposed to do so we can get out?" the Swiss sighed deeply and frowned while he looked around.
"I'm perfect!" Alfred laughed happily before looking at Vash, "Where do we start looking then?" he looked a bit confused at the facepalming shorter male.
"And aren't we supposed to be eight…?" Francis pointed at an unopened door which made everybody turn towards the last bedroom door.
"I would say so…" Ludwig answered and swallowed, he didn't really like the dark and heavy atmosphere the house had, none of the nations did.
"Should we open it?" Alfred already stood next to the door and was ready to open it.
"It could be locked as our doors were…" Arthur sighed deeply and looked at Alfred that slowly opened the door that made a low creaky sound.
"It's open…"
Hihi~
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I though I don't crave reviews... but those makes me super happy! and excited!
and between... I got inspired by a song to do this fanfic...
Search on 'Alexey Vorobyov - Shout it out' and you will find it... BD
Now I'll go away and be quiet and try to write on next chapter...