" A mafia without a leader isn't a mafia – it's a squad of hired guns." Arthur hissed at the assembled nations, arms crossed defiantly over his chest.

Ludwig gave a long-suffering sigh and ran a hand over his perfectly gelled hair. "Arthur, you know we have no choice but to fight back, even with the ancients gone we have to organize and defend ourselves."

"We aren't even sure these humans are a threat yet! They've just been a bunch of ignorant humans sticking their noses where they don't belong! The mafias shouldn't be reinstated unless we are truly being threatened." Arthur retorted, his nose in the air.

"But, Arthur, we're nations. Isn't unnecessary curiosity in what we do enough reason for concern? One fantastic search and they know about us. We won't be the only ones in danger – our bosses will be too." Esperanza reasoned, putting a calming hand on the angry Briton's arm.

"Hate to say it, but Artie has a point," Jack added, leaning back in his chair before slinging his boomerang across the room, "They haven't really done anything yet. What if they're a bunch of stupid kids who were on Google and happened to come across one of our FaceBooks? It could have been an accident."

"An accident that has been occurring at the same time every day without fail? And for two hours, at least?" Natalya snapped, shaking her leg in agititation.

Arthur groaned softly, looking to the other former Mafia right hands for back up. Kiku shook his head slightly and Askel just seemed to be above the entire thing.

He tried once more, "We have no leaders. Azteca, Romulus, Aldrick, Kevan and Orsay are gone.* What productive thing can we do without their help?"

Esperanza leaned back in her chair and grinned. "Easy. We find a way to bring them back." The assembled nations stared at her. "Oh, don't look at me like you haven't thought of it before. The ancients cannot die, or else they would not have come back to us before. Something, or someone, brought them back the last time."

Ludwig looked up at her with curiosity. "But how do we find out what, or as you implied whom did bring them back?"

Esperanza, Askel and Arthur locked eyes before replying, "Magic."


Alfred raised a brow as Esperanza explained the 'emergency meeting' to him. "So, let me get this straight. You, Artie and Askel are going to attempt to recall the ancient powers so we can have our parents back?"

Esperanza paused in her pacing and shrugged. "Pretty much. With a breach of technology this big, something needs to be done." She turned to Alfred, chewing on her lip anxiously. "Speaking of the breach, you and Eduard found nothing?"

"Nothing at all. Whatever computer geniuses hacked our systems have given us a run for our money. I even called in the CIA and they couldn't find out who did it. These people are good, Es. Scary good." He sighed, flopping back onto his bed and closing his eyes as Esperanza sat beside him. Her thin fingers stroked his hair comfortingly.

"It isn't your fault, Al. We'll try again and hope they make a mistake. These are humans, they aren't perfect." Alfred snorted.

"You say that like we are."


The three magically inclined nations walked together deep into the forest surrounding the mansion the three North American nations shared* later that night.

Askel turned to Esperanza, who was worrying the golden bracelets that lined her arms. "Venn, må du slappe av. Det verste som kunne skje ville være at ingenting skjer." *

Arthur snorted. "No, the worst that could happen is that one of us uses too much spirit energy and cause a national disaster in our country."

Esperanza hit him with her elbow. "He's trying to be positive, callate, we have a job to do."

"I'm merely saying-!" Arthur began before promptly shutting his mouth as the trio entered a clearing.

"We're here." Esperanza said simply, rubbing her arms as a cool breeze swept through the previously warm night air.

Askel was the first to take a step forward. "I take it you weren't the first one to discover this place, Håper?"

"No, Matthew was. For some reason it was always easier for him to get in touch with the nature spirits of our continent – mother included." Esperanza nudged Arthur forward. "Azteca and Maya* no longer hate the Old World – you're perfectly safe."

Arthur spluttered. "I am not afraid! Just… Cautious."

Askel smirked slightly. "And I'm a girl. Esperanza, would you like to do the honors?"

She rolled her eyes. "Chivalry is dead boys, but cowardice lives." Before her two male companions could respond, she stepped into the clearing, shedding the dark cloak she was wearing as she went.

Arthur, blushing slightly as he took in Esperanza's Aztec-reminiscent clothing, fell into step after her, with the ever-stoic Askel close behind.

If any of the trio looked behind them, they would have spotted their magical familiars* resting just outside of the clearing, watching them protectively. However, looking back would have been admitting they were afraid of the outcome – and they didn't need to be reminded of that fear anytime soon.


Ohmai, look who's back? And with a multi-chaptered fic, too? –gasps— So, here I am, writing away during my school's research period when I get the idea to write a Mafia!AU fic. So, here we are!

The Mafias are as follows:

North America (America, Mexico, Canada, New Mexico, New York, and Quebec –New Mexico in my headcanon is tied more closely to Mexico so here we go.)

Latins (Almost all of the Roman Empire's old territories.)

Nordics (Plus Antarctica… You will see why later)

Germanics (Well, you know these guys)

Russians (If you didn't know these guys you'd become one with Russia)

Oceanics (Australia, New Zealand, Wy, nations like that)

Asians (You know these guys too.)

Azteca/Maya – She can be seen as both North America and the Aztec Empire. They were once two separate women who merged together as one when the Europeans began settling the continent. They merged to better protect the small nations – d'aww motherhood. Anyway, it's why Canada and America will sometimes refer to Mexico as 'sis' even if – no, I'm not gonna spoil it for ya'll.

Romulus – ROMAN EMPIRE! Do I need to elaborate on him? I don't think I do. xD

Aldrick – Germania~ I'm not going to elaborate on him, either.

Kevan – Ancient Scandavia! He looks a lot like Denmark, and acts like him too, if we're going there. He's pretty chill, but I'm not going to say too much about him because that will ruin the surprise :D.

Orsay – The personification of the Oceanic region of the Map of the World. She pretty much plays mommy to the Oceanic nations. She's considered an Ancient because she's been around as long as that area's been around – a very long time.

Venn, må du slappe av. Det verste som kunne skje ville være at ingenting skjer. - Friend, you need to relax. The worst that could happen would be that nothing happens. Oh, Norway, how I love thee… (You guys do know he is Norway, yes? Jack's Australia.)

When Mafia meetings are called they are mostly called in America and the North America mafia members all chill in one of Al's hugeass mansions that he built from scratch. Yupyup.

I covered this in the first note~

Okay, so I should explain the whole thing now:

The Ancients have mysteriously disappeared and at the same time a group of hackers are attacking the nations. Little do the nations know that these hackers are in fact a human mafia themselves and are trying to manipulate the nations to their whims.

:O Oh noes!

I hope you enjoyed it~

Besos,

feliz