Authors Note: PLEASE READ BEOFORE TARTING STORY! Sooooooooooooooo I know I might be bashed for this since There is no Yaoi and I know Hetalia is like a Yaoi based anime Plus these ships aren't the most popular of hetero ships either but I am kinda proud of this story and I really hope you guys like it cuz I worked real hard on it.
P.S. I know this is pretty far fetched but it is a FICTION story so please enjoy.
"Remember me,"
Seychelles Took the ribbons out of her hair and placed them on the child's wrist.
"Please."
Amelia Franchester studied the numbers on the clock. Each hour that passed she became more excited.
"Class, can anybody tell me what made these Country's fail so miserably?"
she heard her teacher ask. She sighed as she moved her gaze out the window, The sky was dark even though it was about three in the afternoon, of course the sky had been like that ever since she could remember. Amelia's blond pigtails swayed to the sides of her face as she moved around her desk waiting for the bell to ring.
'Only two more minutes!'
She thought, clearly Excited. Nobody had answered the question yet instead they where waiting for class to end as well so they could get out of this dreaded school that always smelt like a mix of Death and Hatred.
The bell had finally rung and the whole class popped out of their seats. Amelia was the first at the door but her anticipation was meet with the door being slammed in her face. She looked up to see her teacher, Ms. Brown, Scowling at her students.
"Nobody is leaving until they answer the question."
All the students went back to their chairs. It was obvious that no one had payed attention to the lessons or they would have already been out of here. Amelia raised her hand and Ms. Brown looked pleased.
"Yes Amelia, Please enlighten the class."
The girl took a deep breath and stood up.
"The other Country's failed because They where weak. When world war Three started they all ganged up against America who was Allied by Canada. But they hadn't noticed their real threat was right under their noses. After they had successfully Defeated America and Canada,Russia had sent nuclear Bombs around the world Heightening the risk of hitting their own country,they took it anyway...Witch was a Smart move. They easily Took down each country at a time with the help of Estonia,Latvia and Belarus. But that Alliance didn't last. After Russia Had brought down each Country They started Invading Belarus,Estonia and Latvia until they gained rule over the whole world thirty one Years Ago in the year two thousand Thousand twenty two. We are now under Rule of Russia and our leader Ivan Braginski." She finished,Her British Accent was thick and all the students laughed.
"Smart ass."
One boy whispered to another and he agreed. Amelia Quickly exited the room, the other teenagers following suit. She got out to the parking lot,Her dark chocolate brown eye's scanned around to see if her mother was here yet. With no luck she sat on the pavement and played with both of the red ribbons in her hair.
"Hey Amelia That was Some speech you made back there."
Her friend Brendon Castle Came up beside her, He was British also...well most of them Where since they live where England used to be.
"You gonna make fun of me too? Just because i actually pay attention in Class does not make me a bloody suck up or teachers pet so don't waist your breath."
She crossed her arms and he waved his hands in the air as if he didn't mean any harm.
"No,no i just didn't know you knew that much was all."
He Said Defensive. Just then a car came up beside them and honked.
"Amelia! Are you ready to go?"
Her mother asked her from the car. Amelia Nodded her head and hopped into the baby blue SUV.
"By the way happy birthday!"
Brendon Yelled waving goodbye as she left. She waved back.
"How was school?"
was the first question her mother asked. Her mother, Amy Franchester, A Widow Who adopted Amelia when she was a baby. Her husband died fighting in world war three and it was their dream to start a family when he returned But when he didn't Amy Decided to Adopt. She had Brown shoulder length hair and Dark green eyes. She looked nothing like Amelia but that was fine with her. Amelia was only glad she had a family...Unlike so many people in this new world.
"It was...fine."
was her usual answer. Which was true, She had never had a horrible day or a good day it was always just fine.
Amy just nodded and they headed home not speaking except for the occasional singing to songs on the radio (Which Amelia found pleasing in some ways) Amy loved to sing. But Amelia just wanted to get home,She had a mission she needed to accomplish.
Amy opened the door for Amelia and when she entered the house it was pitch black.
'it's not usual for mom to turn off the lights after she leaves the house,She always leaves them on to piss off the land lord.'
Amelia reminded herself. She suspiciously flipped on the light switch and to her surprise...it was a Surprise party!
"Happy Birthday!'
Her family cheered. Out of utter shock and nonchalant Thinking Amelia slapped the first person in font of her. Which wasn't a good idea since the first person there was her seventy two year old grandma Grace.
"Amelia!"
Her mother shouted and Grace just shook it off.
"I'm so sorry grandma, I wasn't thinking."
"It's perfectly fine, With your Sarcastic and Raspy Attitude we should have been prepared."
They both laughed and they soon started the party.
Amelia Slipped away up to her room after they had finished cutting the cake.
Her mother was busy visiting with her Aunt Margret and nobody else would come up there except maybe her cousin Sam but the last she saw he was passed out on the couch. She grabbed her note book and and her British flag designed pencil (She had gotten secretly). She Took a seat at her computer desk and began typing. In the search bar she typed the words
'Country representatives' she looked through it all but mostly it just had stuffy old men that had led the previous wars,She needed more. As she continued to scroll down she spotted a picture of Ivan Braginski their Present World ruler...Actually He's been the ruler since Russia took over. Amelia Clicked on the picture and she was amazed to find more pictures of various people. The first one was of a man with Blond hair and a cowlick sticking out of his head. He also had Square Glasses and he looked as though he was trying to mimic some sort of superhero. She scrolled down and Noticed others such as a Man with big Eye brows and Light blond hair, A Guy with Brown hair that was consumed with the pasta on his plate, A Woman that held a frying pan with her (Maybe she was cooking.) and another man with blond hair who was instructing the pasta lover and some Japanese guy to work. She continued through all the pictures until she came to one with all of them in it. Amelia took out her phone from her pocket and started taking pictures of each one individually. She took the pencil and started to write what the site said about each one. Apparently each country had it's very own representative but they where special...they felt what the country felt,they went to war each time with the country,they aged with the country,they WERE the country! So that meant Ivan was Russia. Amelia was amazed by the discovery and didn't want to stop her research but sadly a knock came from her door. She quickly closed her laptop and put both her notebook ad pencil away. She sat up on her bed and picked out one of her spell books and started reading.
"Come in."
she called and her Grandma came through the door.
"hey sweetheart. I was just looking for you."
Grace closed the door behind her and sat on the bed studying the book.
"Spell book huh? Like ghosts and paranormal stuff?"
Amelia Shook her head and rolled her eye's. True she felt bad for hitting her but the spell book wasn't just kid's stuff.
"No Grandma it more then just that! It's serious stuff!"
She spat and Grace looked a little hurt. Amelia Sighed and fell backwards on her bed.
"I'm sorry Grandma I've just been on the edge lately."
"your Seventeen now Amelia you don't need all this stress."
Grace got up from the bed and onto Amelia's Laptop.
"But i just came in here to cheek my bank account and your mom said i could use your laptop...huh?"
Amelia's eye's widened as Grace saw the other country's on her Laptop.
"Oh. Why all the sudden interest in this Amelia?"
She asked as though she had just caught her looking at something dirty.
"Well you know I've always had an interest in old things!"
She laughed nervously shutting the laptop. Grace just watched her curiously waiting for the truth. Amelia could feel the sweat dripping down her forehead.
"Amelia."
She lost it. Amelia started pacing back and fourth and making hand motions but no words were coming out of her mouth.
"I'm so sorry grandma it's just I've been having these dreams lately."
"Dreams?"
Amelia nodded her head then shook it.
"No not dreams more like visions from the past or...i don't know it's all very confusing!"
"What's in the dreams...visions?"
Grace asked extremely puzzled at how fast her granddaughter was talking and what she was talking about.
"Well i always see people,like...a woman with two pigtails and she is talking to me...but I'm younger and i don't understand what she is saying. She has a sad almost sorry look on her face as if something awful is about to happen."
Amelia Stated. Grace was about to question her but Amelia wasn't done just yet.
"A—and there is a man...A man that looks just like this one."
Amelia pulled the photo of the British representative up on her phone.
"He's not talking but he looks worried and he pulls the woman away and gives me a kiss on the forehead...then they leave."
"And your worried about this because?"
Grace asked still not quite sure why Amelia was trying to dig up the past.
"Because...and this may sound...Crazy! But i think...I think they are my...my parents."
Amelia waited for her Grandma's reply but she just looked at her as though she had lost it.
"Amelia...They never had children..."
"So you know about them? About the country's?"
"Yes I have known ever since i was a little girl...but you shouldn't know,they are long gone now...and they never had any kid's."
She pinched the bridge of her nose and shook her head. Amelia wasn't suppose to know about these things and she knew it but something pulled her in,something wanted her to believe and now she does.
"What if they did...What if they did and nobody else knew...what then?"
"Well i suppose if they did...and I'm not saying they did...but i suppose they would have probably put them up for adoption for protection or something like that."
"Ha!"
Amelia laughed sure of it now.
"And i was put up for adoption as a baby...well something like that...you have to believe me Grandma...i know i sound crazy but think about it...mom ADOPTED me! Nobody knows who my real parents are...And we look a lot alike."
She brought the picture up to her face and Grace compared. She had to admit there where some similarity's like the hair and there noses looked the same.
"Now i just need to know who that woman was."
Amelia said and even though Grace was apposed to the idea she tried to help.
"What did she look like?"
Grace asked and Amelia looked towards her happiness filled in her eye's.
"Really? You...you believe me?"
"I never said that...but i know when my granddaughter is set to something she tends to get it done...so i will help."
Amelia hugged Grace excitement bubbling up inside of her.
"okay she uh...she had pigtails like me..."
she pointed out
"And uh brown eyes...a blue knee length dress and uh..."
"I got it!"
Grace said flipping open the laptop and looking up the words 'Seychelles' in the search engine. Many picture of a small island showed up but nothing of a actual person. Grace suddenly clicked on a link and up came a picture of the exact girl Amelia had described. She had Beautiful brown eyes and had her hair up the same way Amelia did hers every day. The one thing that astonished Grace was the ribbons in the womans hair. They where a dark crimson red and they looked just like the ones in Amelia's hair.
"If that's not proof i don't know what is."
She laughed but Grace studied over both the picture and her granddaughter, She remembered when the little boy had given them Amelia she had the ribbons tied around her wrist and he said it was a present from her birth mother. Amelia had her eye's and thankfully her eyebrows weren't as big as the so called father's were.
"Well...Grandma?"
Grace shook her head.
'It couldn't be true...could it?'
"What?...oh sorry I was just thinking...what did you say?"
"Well..."
Amelia sighed rubbing the back of her head nervously.
"I think there are more people like me...who have Country's for parents."
"I never said..."
Grace started to correct but Amelia stopped her.
" I know but for now just say i was...and I thought there was more...well actually in my dreams i see another one,He lives where Spain used to be."
"Yes and?"
"I remember you saying something about your trips to Spain when you where younger. Do you think you could get me a trip?"
She asked seriously but Grace shook her head laughing
"You want to go by yourself, Amelia that's just..."
She looked up and saw the seriousness in here eye's.
"Very Brave of you. I'll see what i can do."
Amelia gave her grandmother a hug and Grace hugged her back.
"Thanks grandma...but can we keep this to ourselves i don't want mom to know and freak out."
"I'll try."
Amelia gave her a hug again and soon they both went back downstairs to the party. This was just the beginning of a new chapter in her life.
Amelia boarded the plane about two hours ago and she was destined to land any minute. She had told her Mom it was a field trip and that she would be home in about a week, it was a stretch but she had believed it. Now all Amelia had to do was be patient and hope that fate would bring the rest.
"Attention passengers we have landed and it is safe to leave the plane. We hope you have had a great flight and please remember to use Express Airlines the next time you travel."
The voice through the intercom said. Amelia quickly Got off the plane and headed towards the airport. After she got her bags she called for a taxi. Her grandma had rearranged for her to stay with one of her older friends the Ramirez's
Many thoughts ran through her mind. Like what she would say when she met the guy. If there was even a guy to begin with and she had made this crazy story up. The dreams could have been just that...A dream. Doubt swam through her mind and she wondered if she should go through with it. Suddenly she felt the car stop and look out the window, There was an Old worn down house that looked like it wasn't suit for as big of a family as her grandma had described them out to be.
"Um...excuse me sir is this the right place?"
Amelia questioned and the man rolled his eyes taking the cigarette out of his mouth and blowing another puff of smoke into the air.
"Si, Este es el lugar."
The man spoke in Spanish making it hard for Amelia to understand. She sighed grabbing the Spanish dictionary out of her bag and flipping through the pages to see what he had said.
"oh!"
She tilted her head as if she had made a huge discovery.
"Um thanks...I mean...gracias."
She handed him the money she owed and he nodded towards her throwing the butt of the cigar out the window.
"El problema."
he shook her hand and she smiled politely not quite sure what he had just said.
She watched the taxi leave and took a big breath as she knocked on the door of the small house.
A small woman answered the door she had a baby in her hands that was screaming and two kids on each side of her legs pulling at her clothes wailing at her in Spanish.
"Can I help you?"
She asked. She seemed tired and looked as though she needed a break.
"Good you speak English...Um I am Grace Franchester's granddaughter and I was told to come here for a place to stay."
Amelia tried her best to speak over top of all the children but not yell.
"Amelia!"
The woman tried to hug her but the baby kept screaming and the children kept pulling at her so she ended up just giving her a air hug.
"It has been so long...the last time I saw you,you were a little Bebe! Now look at you!"
Amelia let out a small laugh and they just stared at each other for a while. Which started to make Amelia uncomfortable.
"Well come in don't be a stranger."
She led Amelia into the house and showed her around (though there wasn't that much to show) there were many kids and not enough beds so Amelia saw most of them sleeping on the couch or the floor. The kitchen was small and could barely fit both Amelia and the woman at the same time. She led her into the entrance after they had finished the tour. Again the room was engulfed with silence.
"You probably don't remember me I'm Anita Ramirez I went to England about the time you where Adopted and your Grandma wanted me to meet you, we were very nice friends...tell me Amelia what brings you to west Russia?"
Anita asked and Amelia just shook her head.
"It's nothing really I was just searching for somebody."
"Who...maybe I know them?"
Anita said desperately trying to help. Both the children had left to bother somebody else and Anita had handed the baby to some man who was reading a book to the children so Amelia decided it wouldn't hurt to tell a little bit.
"Well I don't exactly know his name but..."
"OH! It is a him? How interesting!"
Anita giggled her Spanish accent thickening.
"It's not like that."
Amelia protested a slight crimson color approaching her cheeks.
"Of course not please continue."
Anita sat up straight ignoring the obvious blush forming on Amelia's face.
"Well...he has brown hair...and hazel eyes...he wears a red scarf and a plan white shirt."
Anita made no hesitation in pointing out the obvious. (Well obvious to her anyway)
"you are referring to my son Julien...are you two friends? Wow small world...let me get him!"
before Amelia could protest Anita called for the boy.
"Julien es un amigo aqui para verlo!"
He ran into the room with a quizzical look on his face but once he saw Amelia his emotions were clearly a mix of seriousness and what looked like sadness.
"Gracias mama me lo llevo de aqui."
with those words Anita left the room.
"Please tell me you can speak English because my Spanish isn't in good taste!"
"Yes I speak English."
He said simply leaning on the door frame. It looked as though he was afraid to come any closer.
"Great! Now I have to talk with you about..."
"I thought it was just a dream...I mean it felt real but..."
He muttered in disbelief.
"Wait you...know?"
She questioned making sure she had heard him right.
"If you are talking about the dreams and the country's then yes...you see i have been having these dreams...And there are so many weird things happening...and you! Your in them!"
he yelled pointing a finger towards her.
"Listen I know, I have been having these dreams too and i am almost a hundred percent sure they are all true."
"But my mama never told me i was adopted."
He defended and Amelia watched as he moved from the door frame to the chair next to her.
"It's okay...there is a reason for everything."
Amelia's brain started to move around random thoughts as they sat there. Like why he was waring a scarf when it was super hot here, or why his parents lied to him...if he is really a country's child.
"So will you help me?"
Amelia asked.
"Help you with what?"
"I think there are more like us we just need to find them..."
"Just because i had a few dreams isn't gonna make me think I am some adopted kid who's parents used to be freaking Country's!"
he stated getting off the chair and started to walk away.
"What if i found proof!"
Amelia yelled grabbing hold of his arm.
"You couldn't if you tried."
he scoffed making her let go of his arm.
"If I did would you help me?"
she asked again, this time with a more demanding tone.
"I—I guess...But no promises."
said Julien.
"I never asked for any."
said Amelia as a small smile crept upon her face.
"I'm sorry Amelia but Julien is not adopted."
Anita said with a shaky voice. Amelia was trying to get Julien parents to confess about adoption but his dad had stayed quiet and kept to himself when she asked, while Anita seemed she was hiding something important.
"Please Anita...I just want to know the truth about Julien and help him find out about his family."
"We are his family! And you are a guest so please mind your own business or I will sadly have to call for a cab."
She snapped but Amelia didn't back down. She was feeling extra courageous that day.
"Anita if it is true he needs to know about it now. Before something happens."
She said nothing in return and Amelia dropped her head in defeat.
'I should have known...I'm such a nut job of course these are his parents...'
"It was about seventeen years ago.."
Anita's words stopped Amelia's thoughts.
"what?"
"A man with long shoulder length hair and flashy clothes brought him here. I remember every last detail...believe me he left an impression."
Anita chuckled and Amelia decided it was best not to ask.
"He didn't say much but handed me this adorable baby boy rapped in a blanket with the words Monaco&Spain written in beautiful white lace."
Amelia stood there listening as Anita finished her story.
"I haven't told him because he was now apart of my family and i found no reason for the past to be brought up...But it was a bad decision on my part."
Once Amelia knew she was done she very carefully asked.
"Do you still have the blanket?"
Anita slowly nodded heading towards her bedroom and Amelia fallowed. She took a small blue worn down thing out of her closet and held it out. The fabric was beautiful as Anita had said and it looked homemade.
"He held on to it as a baby and toddler but around kindergarten I took it and hid it in the closet...just so he wouldn't ask any questions."
Said Anita almost ashamed.
"Do you mind...If I show him?"
"I don't want him to get hurt Amelia...If you think it is best for him then go ahead."
Anita slowly handed the blanket over to her and she took it running all around the house to find Julien.
He wasn't in his room, He wasn't in the kitchen, He wasn't in the living room and he wasn't in the backyard so the only good explanation had to be he went out. Amelia quickly called a cab and headed To the supermarket (where Anita said he would probably be) She started to look around as she tightened the grip she had on his blanket. Suddenly she spotted him picking out Tomatoes at one of the stands.
"Julien! Julien! I have proof."
She called after him and once he saw her he cursed under his breath.
"I'm sorry Amelia but I don't have time to..."
She pushed the blanket into his face as she gasped for air. He look to it stunned for a moment.
"I remember this from somewhere."
"Yea it's yours...from when you were younger...Believe me now?"
He shook his head and and Amelia looked to him in disbelief.
"How is this proof?"
Julien questioned.
"Read it!"
She said noticing he had it backwards. He turned it around but still looked confused.
"All it says is Monaco and Spain...they don't even exist anymore."
He reminded her and she rolled her eye's.
"They probably were your parents!"
She said slowly for him to understand and then she screamed the last part which made him jump just a bit.
"Are you sure?"
He asked not totally believing in her.
"No she's not...but I am."
Said a Woman coming up beside them. She had short Brown hair but it was somehow tucked into a small ponytail with a flower sticking out. She had light brown eye's and wore a pink shirt with a tan miniskirt. Her dark pink coat waved freely in the breeze but she looked as though she hadn't slept in days.
"Who—Who are you?"
Julien asked hoping their conversation hadn't been over heard.
"My name is Lea Ashton I—I am just a regular person and i couldn't help but over hear what you two were talking about."
oh great!
"what did you mean you were sure?"
Amelia asked not caring about what the woman had heard but what she knew.
"Don't ask how I know but you are who you think you are...Do you know where the Sealand is?"
She asked whispering the last part.
"What's a Sealand?"
Julien asked.
"Yes I know where it is."
Amelia said and the woman nodded her head.
"Go to it...There is a man there. He will help you with whatever you need...Just don't tell him I sent you."
She said Sternly but kept a sweet smile plastered to her face.
"that's all the way back to East Russia! You expect us to go there?"
Julien Asked his mouth gaping open.
"If you want answers."
Julien was about to decline when Amelia stepped in front of him.
"We do, We do! Don't worry i will get us there...thank you!"
Amelia said and the woman walked away.
"How are we gonna get there?"
"You wanted proof I'll give you proof!"
Amelia stated picking up an Apple and sticking it in her mouth.
"But how? What are we gonna tell my parents?"
"I said I would get us there and i meant it!"
"Oh and Amelia...That apple cost two rubles."
She looked to the apple and back to Julien.
"I hope you have some money left."
Said Amelia and Julien rolled his eye's
Once Amelia and Julien had gotten home and put the grocery's away, Julien called in his parents for a private conversation. "Mame,Papa I have to ask you something very important..."
"I thought Amelia already told you were adopted."
Anita interrupted and Julien winced at the word.
"She—she did but i was gonna ask you something different."
He said and his father gave him a nod as if to go on.
"Well there was this lady at the market a—and she gave us some valuable tips...and she said that if we want answers we had to go to...uh...east Russia."
That sat there in silence. Julien fidgeted time and time again and though it was only a couple minutes it felt like hours...to Julien the time went on forever.
"East Russia huh?...that's very far away."
"Only two hours by plane!"
Julien interceded his fathers comment. By the glare his father was sending him he knew it was a bad idea.
"were will we get the money for this trip? And how long will you be gone? Have you even considered the fact that you have never been even another state away let alone another part of the world?!"
His mother stated all these facts one by one and he began to get slightly aggravated.
Amelia (Who had been standing near the entrance into the living room not wanting to invade their privacy) Decided to step in hoping to make things better.
"I will pay for all his expenses! My grandma is a very wealthy person she can pay for it all!"
"That's nice Amelia but we do not want your charity."
Said Anita.
"Don't think of it as charity,think of it as a loan...you can pay me back whenever you get the money no pressure! And as for the length of the trip we don't know but I promise he will stay in touch...He will be safe Anita, I promise."
Amelia insisted and as they thought it over she let her mind wander to her own mother and how the only time she had talked to her was after she had gotten off of the plane.
"We accept but on one condition."
Amelia nodded in agreement and they both face Julien.
"no matter who your true parents are...no matter how attached you get to this little adventure...no matter how much you have changed...you must not change your knowledge to the fact that we are your REAL parents...We raised you, we know all your quirks and crazy phases you've been through... We love you Julien...and don't forget it or i will ring you by your ears!"
Anita said and Julien chuckled at the last part. Amelia's heart wield up with emotion as she watched the scene unfold like some cheesy sitcom her great aunt would make her watch.
"We'll leave first thing in the morning...I'll call my grandma tonight and she will arrange for a flight."
She said as they all resigned for bed.
Amelia got into her bed and buried herself in the blankets. All thoughts of fear and doubt were drowned out by the thoughts of her family. Since the temperature had dropped in the past few hours she shivered under her blanket causing her phone to slip out of her pajama pants pocket. She unlocked it and saw she had gotten a text message from her mom about two hours ago.
'how did i miss that?'
she thought as the message popped up onto the screen,it read...
"Hey hun! Just thought I would cheek in see how you were doing Hope your having fun! :)"
Amelia thought about texting back but it was already real late.
"Might as well wait until tomorrow."
She thought out loud soon falling into sleep.
Amelia woke up as the light from the sun's rays hit her square in the face. Her forehead was sweating but she felt freezing cold. Her palms were trembling and she couldn't move a muscle. Amelia Franchester had just had 'One of those' dreams, more like a nightmare. One she once had before.
It all started off with a white sky soon descending down to the ground where there were thousands of troops all heading towards what used to be America. They seemed to be confident in what they were doing was right but something stood out to Amelia. In the far right corner,almost to far to see there was a man with a psychotic smile who was standing there patiently. His cream colored scarf fell off of his shoulders as he began bombing the others and once they had the time to process what was happening it was too late. Most of their troops had already passed and by now it was just a battle for their lives. Soon the smoke and ash became to much and Amelia awoke from her dream.
Seeing that it was seven twenty four and their flight left in an hour Amelia gathered all her things and ran out of the bedroom and into the kitchen where she saw Anita handing her a piece of toast.
"Thank you."
She said as she grabbed the toast and took a bite into it. She smiled enjoying her breakfast,the only thing that would make it better is a nice cup of tea.
"So how was your sleep?"
Anita asked causing Amelia to almost choke on her toast.
"It was okay...But did anyone else notice how cold it got last night?"
asked Amelia trying to change the subject.
"It's always like that It gets colder every day...and to think they used to fuss about global warming!"
She laughed serving all of the other children their breakfast. Her husband just nodded in agreement as he always did.
"That is one of the many reasons Julien wears a scarf."
Anita took a seat next to Julien who was blushing as his mother talked about him.
"Why else does he wear a scarf?"
She asked and all the kids around the table giggled.
"Callarse!"
Anita snapped at them and she turned to Amelia with a smile.
"well he has always had this fetish for tomatoes and when he was younger his great,great abuela bought him a red scarf as to signify his love for the food...and now he never takes it off!"
She said pinching his cheeks as he blushed a deep red. Still most of the kids giggled talking amongst themselves and pointing to Amelia occasionally.
"What are they laughing at?"
Amelia asked and Anita moved closer whispering in her ear.
"My dear, You still have your pajamas on and not to be mean but your hair is a bit all over the place."
Anita pointed out and Amelia's eyes widened. With the dream and all the buzz Amelia had forgotten to change her clothes or do her hair.
"Do you plan on going to the airport dressed like that?"
Julien joked and Amelia stuck her chin up in the air a blank expression filling her face.
"As a matter of fact I do!"
"Great then lets get going!"
He insisted taking his last bit out of the toast and heading for the door. Amelia quickly took a couple more bites and turned to Anita who was trying her best to smile.
"He will be safe. Thank you for your hospitality."
Amelia thanked her and she just nodded watching her baby boy walk through the doors not knowing when he will return.
Amelia ignored all the stares and looks she had gotten from all the people in the airport and on the plane...well she was trying to anyway. Julien Keep his laughter to himself not wanting to upset Amelia and have her start an argument. The plane ride was silent and neither of them talked. Amelia kept her thoughts on her family and Julien did also but more in a spiteful way still displeased with them.
'Why did they lie to me?'
He wondered
'I can't think of any good excuse...Is there any good excuse? Or were they just being selfish? This is really important and I can't believe I was stupid enough to trust them.'
Julien bowed his head and sunk into his chair.
'Why did it have to be me anyways?'
Was the last thing he questioned before he fell asleep.
Amelia watched as Julien drifted to sleep. He must have had a bad night's sleep too. She took the comb out of her bag, started to brush her hair and put it up in pigtails with her two red ribbons she jumped a little when he started to snore then she had to suppress her giggles so he wouldn't wake up. It wasn't long before Amelia feel asleep reading one of her history books.
They had to go from the airplane to a helicopter apparently that was the only way you could get to Sealand and though Amelia was fine with airplanes something just did not seem right when it came to helicopters.
"Come on Amelia!"
Julien urged her as he hopped into the helicopter willingly. The man driving the helicopter seemed nice enough but Amelia was still not sure.
"um...is your friend all right?"
the man asked Julien as Amelia froze in her tracks staring at the helicopter sourly.
"I can't do it."
Amelia whispered to herself and Julien sighed in aspiration.
"Fine Amelia, don't get on board. Just another reason I believe my parents aren't Country's"
her eyes narrowed and she took a deep breath. Julien wanted proof and she was going to get some proof. Slowly Amelia began to walk towards the helicopter and soon found the courage to enter.
"Is everybody ready?"
the man in the front asked. Amelia nodded her head shutting her eyes tightly and fastening her seatbelt. The helicopter began to ascend and Amelia found herself becoming more fearful. Julien noticed this and decided to ask the pilot a question.
"So...how many people come to...uh...this place?"
he asked unsure if he should call it Sealand or not.
"Nobody anymore. Your looking at the only helicopter pilot who has the guts to even come near this place...seeming as i don't have a choice anyway."
He chuckled and Amelia's eyes all the sudden widened
"What do you mean...you don't have a choice?"
she questioned and he merely shrugged.
"Well you see Miss. I live in this place...which is by the way,"
he eyed Julien as he spoke.
"called Sealand. Nobody really visits anymore and I'm usually always alone."
"Then why don't you move?"
She asked ignoring the fact he was glaring holes into Julien's skull.
"Listen Miss. I'm sort of linked to this place. It's my home and..."
"Wasn't Sealand a micro-nation? Isn't that kind of like a Country?"
She asked another question before he could finish answering her last one.
"If you ask me I believe it was a Country."
"So you are Sealand?"
He seemed bewildered at her words and so taken back he almost let go of the steering wheel.
"What gave you such a crazy Idea little Miss.? You have been reading too many fiction books."
he turned to look at her and his eyes widened as he saw the ribbons in her hair. Julien just stared out the window pretending to be uninterested in the conversation. They were just about to land and The man hadn't said a word...until now.
"How did you get those ribbons...in your hair?"
he asked as they began to descend. Amelia looked at her hair awkwardly and scratched the back of her neck.
"Well, My Mum always said there was this little boy who gave me to her and he said they were a present from my birth mother...I've had them always."
"We'll talk inside."
He exclaimed, a grave expression washed over his face. Julien and Amelia exchanged glances before following the man into the small micro-nation known as Sealand.
Julien and Amelia sat in a small, cold, metal room with no windows and the door locked behind them. Amelia felt like she was about to become apart of some old horror movie. The man still looked as though he was about to kill them but since his back was facing towards them and Amelia was afraid to move she couldn't see what he was doing. Julien felt goosebumps trail up and down his arms. He clung to his scarf tightly and looked to Amelia who was, surprisingly, very good at pretending she was not afraid.
"So...you already know about the Country's then."
The man stated suddenly making both Julien and Amelia jump just a bit.
"I guess I am going to have to..."
The man was about to turn around when Julien fell to the ground and begged at his feet.
"Please, please don't kill us! We promise we won't tell anyone about this, Ever! Just please let us go!"
he was on the verge of tears just as the man turned around with three tea cups in his hands as he stared quizzically at Julien. Amelia sighed at her friends stupidity (though she was also a bit scared).
" I was just going to say I'm going to have to give you guys my last cups of tea."
Julien's mouth gapped open and Amelia was almost tempted to laugh but she was even more tempted to take that last cup of tea... and maybe take Julien's also. As the man brought the tea they all sat in a circle on the floor (Julien was still stunned but he was getting over it).
"To answer your question directly, yes I am the Micro-nation Sealand but to my curiosity...who told you about this place?"
"I can't remember their name but it doesn't..."
"Her name was Lea Ashton."
Julien shot Amelia a look but she just rolled her eyes. She could have sworn she heard the man say something but she brushed it off as she took a sip of her hot tea.
"Well I suppose I should start with my name. It's Peter...Peter Kirkland."
"Whoa! All of you guys have real names too?"
Julien asked in astonishment.
"Why yes and it just so happens that our ruler Ivan Braginski...well he's a country too."
"Which one?"
Julien asked without giving it the slightest of thought.
"RUSSIA!"
both Amelia and Peter screamed simultaneously which made Julien's face turn red in embarrassment.
"I was the boy that brought you to your mother Amelia...I am also your real fathers younger brother."
Amelia's eye's widened but not too much. Really it was hard to surprise her by now. Though she did see the resemblance. Peter had a blond hair like her father and huge eyebrows but his eyes were a bright shade of blue while her fathers was an emerald green.
"So...your my uncle?"
"I guess you could call me that."
"I might just stick with Peter."
"Are you related to me?"
Peter looked to Julien shaking his head while Amelia just took another sip of her tea.
"It was a reasonable question."
Julien grumbled crossing his arms and slouching on the ground.
"Well i do have some questions for you...is that alright?"
Amelia asked and Peter nodded his head.
"Are there more...more like me and Julien?"
she questioned and Peter chuckled.
"Much more...what are you gonna do about it?"
Peter asked and until now Amelia hadn't thought about it... but she immediately knew the answer.
"I want to find them...and then I want to find my parents, and take back our country's."
she exclaimed and Julien smiled
"And I'm gonna help her!"
his smile widened as he said so.
"Well then your going to need to get started on your search... and it just so happens I know who your next target is."
Peter said slyly. Slowly but willfully Amelia's plan was coming to life right before her eye's. They were gonna take their Country's back. They were going to be the Next Generation.
If your reading this that means either you got through the whole chapter or you skipped to the end. But to those who read it through thank you sooooooooooooooo much! You guys are awesome and I hoped you like it... More chapters are sure to come later! And for the Spanish words Do not worry! I will have the translation up on the next chapter...hopefully lol. Please R&R. the next chapter is going to be short just because it will be but I'm pretty sure it will be one of the only short chapters.