Warning: This is not human AU and some facts may be wrong about history. If this chapter receives favourable feedback, I'll continue to update, other wise I'll delete it.

My name is Emil Steilsson, and some of my "family" has gone missing.

Two months ago, Tino Vainamoine disappeared without a trace. The rest of us went into a frantic search for the Finnish man. Some say he disappeared in a forest in Iceland. If Tino had any reason to visit Iceland, I would've known but I don't know anything about his visit to my country.

Two weeks after the first, Berwald Oxenstierna went missing. After Tino's disappearance, the tall Swedish man wouldn't stop until he found him as he is the closest to the Finn. He went to investigate the forest in Iceland, and unlike Tino, he had the nerve to tell me about his investigation. I would've offered my help since I'm basically Iceland, but he said that its too risky. Look where he is now.

About three weeks ago, Mathias Kohler became the next MIA. The foolish Dane was really affected by the disappearances and he kept saying how it is his responsibility as the "King of Northern Europe" to find the Finn and the Swede. After Berwald, Mathias also told me he wanted to investigate the forest himself. I tried insisting that I should come and I don't need any protecting as this is my home, but he kept treating me like a child and went off by himself. Idiot.

That leaves me and…Lukas Bondevik, my real Norwegian brother. He kept insisting that he stay at my house until everyone is found again, and he kept saying that as an older brother he has a responsibility of keeping me safe. He thinks that I'm a weak child that should be protected.

In fact, everyone says that I'm just a child that needs protection.

The rain is pouring hard here in Iceland as I'm sitting by the windows of my room. Mr. Puffin is currently sleeping in his own bed that I made him. I can't sleep even if I tried, and its already past midnight.

I won't admit it, but the disappearances of my "family" has made me depressed. Even more so because they disappeared here in Iceland, and I'm this nation's personification.

Damn it to hell.

We are all personifications of the nations we live on. If anything really bad happens to us, what would happen to the nation and its people? Prussia is still living right now even though the nation dissolved, and its because Ludwig took the landmass for himself, maybe to prevent Gilbert from dying. All that because Gilbert lost a battle. Ancient Rome, Feliciano and Lovino's grandfather, is dead because of the declining power that he used to hold. Holy Roman Empire is also dead because Francis defeated him in war.

Thinking about that, so far nothing has happened to Finland, Sweden, or Denmark. The landmasses I mean. That gives us a bit of hope that Tino, Berwald, and Mathias are still alive.

I then heard quiet knocks from my door. Obviously, I know its the one who hasn't disappeared on me yet, as he and I are the only nordics left.

"Emil." His voice being muffled from the other side, "I'm coming in."

At this point I couldn't care if anyone were to enter my room. As an isolated nation, I always prefer to be alone and up here in my room where I could be by myself. Now, I could barely care.

Maybe because I left my door unlocked.

I looked back to the Norwegian, "What do you want?"

"I'm just checking to see if you are alright." He quickly stood next to me as he looked at me with those dull navy blue eyes of his, "So, are you?"

Lukas is…I don't know what to call him. He is so emotionless and his dull eyes makes it extremely difficult to think what this guy is thinking. He's not that boring though, I have to admit.

I shifted my eyes to the ground, "…I'm fine."

"Emil. Please, I'm really concerned for you, little brother. You are definitely not fine." He lifted up my chin with his fingers, "I can tell just from looking at you. Anyone can."

I looked away from his eyes, "If you can tell from looking at me, then you should answer your own question."

"Emil Steilsson," He moved his face closer, "Look at me right now and don't you dare talk back to me at a time like this!"

I winced at his increasingly angry voice. Lukas is the really calm one with elegance to his character.

He's not fine himself.

"Those three disappeared within Iceland, your nation, and I heard from the higher officials of this place that the nations in question are blaming you for the disappearances. For two months, you have been unresponsive and unusually eager to help look, but its extremely risky for you to disappear."

"So what?!" I yelled, "Are you saying that I'm not strong enough to look for my family in my own damn nation?! All of you have been saying that I can't help, because Its dangerous for me and for the country. Well guess what Lukas, I'm being torn apart here! Its my fault my family is gone!"

I snapped. I snapped the moment he mentioned that its risky for me to disappear.

Luckily for me, Mr. Puffin is an extremely heavy sleeper. Even metal rock music to its highest volume won't wake him up.

I sighed and continued with my voice lowered down, "For two months, all of you have been saying that I can't help because of the risks. I'm no child anymore, I'm strong enough to look for them. However, no one lets me. Simply because I'm a so called weak child that needs protection 24-7."

Lukas just looked straight into me, his chin still close to mine. Then in a moment, he loosened his grip on my face to only grab on to my shoulders in a more calm manner.

"What I said earlier…I would say if I'm speaking to you as a nation." He sighed, "Emil, I'm worried about you. None of us wants you to get hurt. Especially me, I'm your older brother whether you like it or not." He then pulled me into a tight but comforting embrace. He is warm, with a sense of familiarity that I love. He then went over to my ear.

"I'm scared of losing you."

Just hearing those words, my eyes teared up. Normally I can hide my emotions well almost like Lukas but unlike him there are many occasions where I lose it and snap all my feelings outside.

And this is one such occasion.

I looked to the ground and sobbed, "I-its my fault…Its my fault…w-what should I do…"

I felt his hand comforting the back of my head as I sobbed continuously into his chest. I then felt another hand rubbing my back smoothly.

"Its not your fault, and it will never be your fault for this…They are still alive, I know it. There's still hope, little brother."

Until now, I never knew what really placed me in that depression. I never admitted it because I don't know why.

Now I know, the situation has me under panic. I was being blamed for all of this and maybe knowing that, It made it harder for me to seek help myself.

I guess I'm still a brat that won't admit his own mistakes.

One of those mistakes is that I'm getting extremely stressed at this without letting anyone know.

What I also realised from this…is that Lukas can be a good big brother. He may look like he's never interested in anything ever but in the end, he's just selfish towards what he wants.

And what he wants is for our family to be together again.

After such a lengthy touching session (Holding my chin, holding my shoulders, and hugging me. Get your minds off the gutters) he turned away and headed for the door.

I then saw him facing me over his shoulder, "Also. I'm not hearing a 'big brother'. Say it, you know you want to." I turned red at his teasingly, almost devilish smirk as he said that.

"Oh God…Lukas, at a time like this…? Like I said before, I won't say it!"

With that he looked away and left my room, closing the door behind him. I swear, I can feel that devilish smirk on his face. I decided to shake my head off of this and sat down on my bed.

"Same old Lukas…" I said to myself, looking down. However, the more I think about it, the more worried I get.

…No, I'm just thinking of multiple possibilities.