England had just put on his brown coat, he straightens it before leaving his Victorian style house and calling a cab, a world meeting is going to take place soon even though England didn't know why he would bother going, it's always the same in every meeting, a topic will be made and so must be discuss only to be sidetracked by insults being hurtled at one and another, disagreements and arguments turns into a scream-ones-lungs-out-contest and the whole point of the meeting is forgotten, it really does seem pointless to go.
But he is a Nation, and as a Nation he must attend to these meetings, whether it's pointless to go or not.(Which usually is pointless since nothing's ever been agreed on.)
After entering the taxi and telling the driver his destinations, he rides along and to an airport where he will be going to America for the meeting, once having his ticket checked and getting a seat inside the plane, he sits in the same chair for hours until he at last arrived in America, leaving the airport, he calls to another taxi and sure enough a fifteen minute drive took place with England sitting in the back, when he and the driver passed by a fast food restaurant, England could of sworn that he saw America through the window but it was too quick for him to see clearly, though if it is America then England wouldn't be surprised, it's like the American Nation to be late to meetings over such ridiculous things from "The burger was too good to pass up!" to "The hero always arrive fashionably late!" followed by that obnoxious laughter of his, and to think England raised him better than that. True, he did left America on his own one time but is the way Alfred is right now really England's fault?
Only Partially.
England felt himself move forward and thus indicating that the driver had stopped to where he needs to be, he paid the driver and thanked him like the gentleman that he is when he's not in his emotional states and exits the vehicle, a large building stood in front of him and England wasted no time walking to its front doors, walking down a hallway and seeing Nations ahead of him, he was able to find the main room where the "discussion" will take place, when in reality its like a ticking time bomb.
Out of England's view, Sealand sneaked past him, tired of always dreaming what its like to be in one of these meetings just because he's not recognized as a Nation, well today he says bullock to those who can't see him as one of them, he'll prove it to them that one day he'll be as big if not bigger than the rest of the Nations.
After more nations have arrived, England felt the craving for a good cup of tea, luckily one of the maids in the meeting room had brought him a cup of his favorite tea and the Englishman drank it happily, enjoying the for once calmness that surrounds the meeting room, though it's must of been because of the absence of the American Nation.
Just when England was getting himself comfortable before the meeting would begin and all hell would break lose, a very annoying frog decides to ruin his moment of serenity.
"Bonjour Angleterre."
England's eyebrow twitched in annoyance to hear the Frenchman, he nearly snapped when France called him Angleterre but he won't let France have the enjoyment of riling up the Englishman.
"Morning Frog Face," was England's response, even though he disliked France (And by that he loathes him and simply cannot stand not five minutes with), he chooses to act like a gentleman as it was the only way for him to enjoy his morning.
"Well you look like you are in a good mood, did the Angleterre at last found love?"
England was beginning to sip his tea when he heard France said that and choked during his drink, "B-Bloody Frog, and don't call me that, I'm simply in a good mood because America isn't here yet."
To think this morning would of started off as a nice one, this just shows how wrong England can be.
"Oh, well that makes sense, I thought you would have found your destined mate who could understand your belief in "Magic", or would she be imaginary too?" France said, annoying England even more.
"I said it once and I'll say it again, my magic is real and-"
"By the way have you seen America?" England nearly punched the French nation for interrupting him but he managed to calm himself down and out of politeness, he answered the question.
"Who knows? Probably stuffing his face with those ridiculously unhealthy things he calls "Food", and to think that he would be here first since he's the one who's suppose to host this meeting."
The two talked(And by that France annoying England and the Frenchman enjoying it), more Nations have arrived and its not too long did all the Nations have come, save for a few who decided not to come, the only question that goes around in everyone's mind is where on earth I America, it's like him to be the last to come but he's usually not this late.
With yet another hour passed by, Germany stands up from his seat and said to all, "We can't waste another moment, we will have to begin this meeting without America."
England nodded, "I agree, so who among you wish to discuss their problem?" And that's when the argument came, there wasn't even a problem around the world that was mention, in fact, the topic of this meeting is which Nation gets to go first, thus arguments and insults were passed around back and forth.
Switzerland even asked Japan what the topic of this meeting should be about in which he responded, "I shall discuss whatever America-san discusses once he arrives," which earns him the response from Switzerland, "Dammit Japan, have your own say for once!"
England proposed that he should go first, to which France disagreed and argued that he should be the first to go since he'd more beautiful compare the rest of the Nations, and so the two long time rivals were at each others throats much to everyone's expectation.
The way the Nations treated each other, it was an honest surprise as to how there wasn't a World War III at this point.
As the arguments kept going, with some deciding it be best to keep quiet since this is basically a routine that would could last for hours, Germany,with the loudest voice out of all the Nations scolded them for not even getting to a topic and thus silenced all of them, however, just when a moment of quiet took place, one Nation came through the door and his loud voice echoed the room.
"Hey dudes, sorry I'm late but I got a totally good reason for it!" So says the independent nation that is America, his late arrival earned a scowl from the Englishman.
"It's about bloody time, where were you?" England asked America, his eye then caught sight of America carrying a wooden box, "And what's that?"
America walked to the end of the table and dropped the box, "Only the most awesome thing in the world!"
"Ha! I beg the differ!" Said the silver hair man named Prussia who just came through the door, "Unless that's me in it."
"Prussia, what are you doing here?" Germany asked his older brother, "You know that you aren't a...well..."
Prussia just shrugged, quickly dismissing the awkwardness Germany feels when he was about to say Prussia's status.
"I got bored, so what better way to spend the time than to see what you losers are doing?" He ended his sentence with a signature laugh and thus earning him a frying pan to the head by Hungary, this action had Austria smiling.
The attention was brought back to the mysterious wooden box when America told the maids to have the rest of the day off, the maids were at first surprised but they all left soon after.
"Why did you tell them to leave America?" France asked, disappointed that he wouldn't have been able to flirt with one of them, or at least all of them.
"I want it to show you guys only, this thing is just so cool!" America said.
China approached the American and asked, "What is in the box-Aru?"
"I am also curious as to what it is inside that box," said the smiling nation that is Russia, hearing him speak had most Nations shudder in fear.
"Hold on you commie bastard, I want to see if you guys can guess it!" America said to Russia, dark aura has surrounded the bigger nation after America had name-called him and the Russian started chanting his trademark "Kolkolkolkol."
"Oooh, is it pasta?" Asked the Italian nation named Italy.
"It better be tomatoes, because I'm hungry," said the other Italian nation who is called Romano.
"But Romano, I just took you out for breakfast not too long ago," said the Spanish nation named Spain.
"Shut it you tomato bastard, no one needs to know that!" Romano snapped at Spain.
"Is it a lunch box filled with rice and sushi?" Japan asked.
"Okay now I'm starting to get hungry," America says.
"Just open the box, what could be so important that you would be this late to the meeting America?" Germany asked.
"Okay, okay, I'll show you, you guys are terrible guessers anyway," he then reached for the lid just when China muttered, "I bet we would of guessed it if we had some clues-aru," and America pulled the lid off.
Singing the music from the Space Odyssey for dramatic effects(which he thought the movie to be boring as hell but also finds the robot scary as hell), he reached with both of his hand inside the box with a "Ba Baaaa!" and after quickly singing to the grand part he pulled out something so shiny that Nations had to cover their eyes because of how bright it is.
"Ba, Baaaa, BAAAAAAAA!" Singing the last note of the music, the shine from the object dimmed and the Nations lowered their hands and stared at the object America held in his hands.
It was a golden cup in fine details, it shimmered in the light that many of the nations looked upon this with great interest, and yet upon first glance, England felt the urge to throw that cup away, like something tells him that this cup is dangerous, he could sense the cup has magic but it was so little it seemed harmless, he thought of no reason to act on his urge, yet his heart tells him otherwise.
"Is that cup made of gold-aru?" China questioned as he leaned in to inspect the cup further.
"How on earth did you come across a golden cup America?" France also questioned.
"I'm so glad that you ask, you see, I was on my way here when I got hungry so I went for a couple of bites to eat," America explained, and by a couple of bites he means eating an unhealthy amount of burgers and consuming them in one bite, "So after I finished eating I realized that I took way too long staying at that place so I took the short cut and end up going through this forest that came out of nowhere."
"A forest?" England questioned, they were in a city, there wouldn't a forest for miles, so how in the world did America end up in a forest?
Russia chuckled, "Did you get lost in your own Country, America?"
America glared at the Russian, "No, I didn't get lost in my own country, I'm not Austria."
"Hey!" Austria said, before he could defend his sense of direction, America continued his story.
"Anyway, I was in the forest and found this lake with this really creepy voice coming from it, I was ready to run for-I mean fight whatever ghost that comes in my way cause I'm such a badass like the hero I am when that voice told me which way to go to get here, and that's when I saw this cup floating up from the lake and it turned out-"
"Turns out," England corrected, America puffed his cheeks out of irritation from the interruption but continued anyway.
"It TURNS out that it was this cup that was talking and get this, he or she, I really can't tell, this thing can grant wishes!"
The nations blinked a few times when America said that, "So I couldn't just leave it there cause, hello, free wishes!" After a moment of silence with America showing a smile like he's bragging, China sighed.
"Really America, do you westerners have to make up such exaggerated stories-aru?"
America blinked in confusion, "Don't tell me that Angelterre's imagination has gotten to you too?" France said.
"Oh shut up you bloody frog, my magic and my magical friends are in fact real," England raised his teacup near his lips, ready to drink it, "But anyway, I also don't think your telling the truth America, honestly if your going to make up a story, make it sound believable, like you spotted some unicorns or pixies THEN I shall consider in believing you," he said and sipped his tea.
"Dude come on, that's as realistic as it can get!" America argued.
"I have to agree with America-san on that," Japan said when England mention his "Friends" but still gave America a skeptical look, "But I'm also finding hard to believe your story America-san."
America gave a pouting look, "Aw, come on, not you too Japan, I'm telling all of you the truth, this cup can grant wishes!"
"Correction America," the nations flinched when they have heard an unfamiliar voice echoing in the room, "I can only grant one wish."
"What, who said that-Aru?!" China said.
"I did," the nations looked around but still couldn't figure out where the voice came from, if the golden cup had eyes it would of rolled them out of annoyance from the nations cluelessness, "The cup," it said.
The nations looked towards the golden cup and just now noticed the cup glowing.
"What the devil?" England nearly dropped his teacup, so it really is magic he thought.
"Hey Germany, is it just me or did that cup just talk?" Italy asked his friend Germany.
"I..." Germany's mind was trying to comprehend that this cup made of gold had just spoken, "What are you?" He questioned the cup.
"I am the Holy Grail," the golden cup answered, "And America did not exaggerate his story, what he had just said is all true."
The nations gasped and some began to whisper among each other.
"Did you hear that big brother, that cup really did talk," said the nation named Liechtenstein, when the golden cup shimmered slightly in the sunlight from the windows, Liechtenstein wanted to get closer to it but her big brother Switzerland held on to her shoulders and stopped her.
"Don't get close to that thing," said Switzerland, Liechtenstein gave her brother a questioning stare, "There is something about that talking glowing cup that I don't like."
Although a few nations wishes not to go near the cup out of wary, this did not stop the rest of the nations from getting closer to the Holy Grail.
"The Holy Grail you say?" France spoke up, "Are you telling me that you are the same cup Jesus drunk in his days when he walked among the earth?"
"My history is somewhat hazy, I existed for so long, that I myself know not of my own origin, I am of course aware of my ability, and as such, I have the ability to have your wish come true," the Holy Grail explained.
"So it is true then, you can grant anyone's wish?" Russia asked.
If the cup had a head, it would of nodded in confirmation, "Yes, I have the ability to grants one's wish."
"So I could wish to be just as big as the rest of the nations!" Said Sealand who just popped out from underneath the table.
"What are you doing here Sealand?!" England asked the small Nation, he wasn't able to get an answer when Italy spoke up.
"And I can wish for pasta!"
The nations started talking to each other, excited over what kind of wish should they all make, but the excitement soon ended when the golden cup spoke up again.
"However, I am able to only grant one wish, not one wish for each of you, I have only enough power to grant one person one wish."
The nations stood there and stared at the grail in shock, "Only one wish for one person?" Germany asked.
"That is correct," the Holy Grail answered.
The nations looked among each other, silence enveloped the room with frowns upon their faces. Only one can grant a wish.
"Well since I'm the one who found ya, I'll make the wish!" America said, "Okay so I wish for an endless supply of burgers with-"
"Now hold on America!" England held his hand up, "You can't be serious if you're just going to waste a wish over your own food?!
America pondered a bit before saying, "You got a point there, alright I change my wish to-"
"Wait America," China stepped up, "I'm afraid I see no reason as to why it is you who must make the wish-aru."
"Well duh, I'm the one who found it, so I get the wish, right Grail?" America asked the Holy Grail.
"It is not the case, whether you found me first or not, I am entitled to grant anyone's wish," it explained, "I'm sorry that I cannot allow more than one wish for all of you to have, but you all must decide in who shall receive the wish."
"Well if I were to disagree in who should get the wish, it would be America," Russia spoke up.
"I actually agree with you Russia," China said much to the Russian nation's delight.
"What?!" America yelled.
"America, you just tried to make a wish for burgers, with a wish that can grant us anything, you chose the most ridiculous one," England said, "We could be asking to solve all World Conflicts, or have English food be famous world wide."
The Italian nation screamed in terror, "That be like the worst hell there ever is, Germany you can't let him make that wish!"
"And he will not, I for one am willing to use the wish for World Peace," the German nation said.
"I am with Germany," Japan said.
"I'm afraid it's not that simple," the Holy Grail said, all eyes turned questionably to the golden cup, "Your wish will not work if the wish were to be said "I wish for World Peace", you must give me more details, such as how should the world be at peace, its like wishing to save the world, how should the world be save, I must be able to grant a wish that the wisher themselves can comprehend, otherwise, if one does not know how it should be done, then I must look into one's heart and see what they truly desire."
The nations listened intently as the Holy Grail kept talking, "The wish will also not be as affective as you may think if you were to make an equal wish, as I said before I must grant one wish for one person, having all of your wish become one will not work, one must be able to grant their own wish, their own desire, while the rest are willing to give up on their wishes."
"Well, if that is the case, then it shall be I who will have the wish," France said.
"Wait a minute Frog Face, you can't just decide that on your own, comparing myself with all of you, it's rather obvious that it should be me who must have the wish."
"And why is that-aru?" China asked.
"Well, I'm far more mature than the rest of you, and also I don't trust the wishes you all are thinking," England explained.
"By that logic, than it us who should not trust you to make the wish, and who says that you are the most mature out of the rest of us-aru!" China argued.
"I believe the wish should belong to me, da?" Russia suggested, the nations were shaking in fear by Russia's presence and if pushed hard enough they would be willing to let Russia have the wish, but who knows what the ex-communist nation would wish for, and so they feared more over Russia's wish than Russia himself.
"No way you commie bastard, I'm not letting you have the grail just so you could wish for something crazy!" America pointed at Russia.
"Like, why's it only you guys who should discuss in getting the wish?" Said Poland, "I should get the wish, cause like, I said so."
"I should get the wish because I am awesome!" Prussia said.
"I should use that wish to have me and my brother get married at long last," the nation named Belarus said much to Russia's horror.
And so the nations began arguing which soon turned into yelling, disagreements came in who should get the wish, most have agreed that Russia should not have the wish but the nation is too stubborn to let it be done like that, the fight continues with a conclusion no where in sight, this might have gone all day if the Grail had not spoken up.
"There is one way to settle this."
All eyes returned to the golden cup and the Holy grail began, "I may not know my own origin, but I witness and remember the attempts many has done in order to receive their wish, for many years families went against families over who has the right to have their wish be granted, it was then that a decision is made, to rightfully own the Holy Grail that is me, they must battle against one and another, the only one who remains standing shall win the Holy Grail and have their wish granted," The Holy Grail paused for a moment, whether to catch it's breath(If that's even possible for an object) or simply for dramatic purposes, it was unclear.
"That is how The Holy Grail War began."
Germany glared at the golden cup, "What you are saying is for one of us to have our one wish, we must fight over it."
"Yes, it is the only way, unless you are willing to sacrifice your own desire for another's," the Holy Grail said.
Silence took over once again as they took in the Holy Grail's words, to obtain whatever wish that can be granted, to wish for anything in the world, is it really worth a war over it.
Surely no wish is worth another World War, is it?
"I must be blunt with you all," The grail began, receiving confused looks from all, "It is your choice to not have any of your wish be granted, but it is in my nature to grant at least one wish to someone and in time I will be discovered again, and if that someone is not with either of you then it will be someone else, and I must confess, the wishes that were said and granted were far from good intentions, you will risk in having a corrupted soul's wish be granted, and who knows the effects it will have to all."
"What do you mean by that?" Germany asked.
The Holy Grail said nothing for a minute and before Germany could ask again, it spoke, "There was a man whose wish was to save the world, however, his method in order to save the world is to save the majority and sacrificing the few, his good intention was no longer good because of that mindset, his heart became corrupted and so his wish became corrupted, leading the near destruction of the world, it would have been total annihilation if he had not died before he had made his wish come true," but little did they all know that the what Holy Grail had just said was partially true except for the last part.
The nations paled when the destruction of their planet was heard, to think that it would be that so simple to destroy earth all just by wishing for it, this granting one's wish suddenly became more serious than anyone has ever thought. If one were to grant their wish, who's to say it will not end badly, and if they simply throw the Holy Grail away who's to say no one will find it and the chances of that person having good intentions be slim, as much as they take pride in their citizens, there are insane people out there whether it be in their own country or anothers.
No nation would ever take this chance, for the safety of their own people lies within the existence of this golden cup, if America had not stumbled upon it, God knows who else were to find.
"Can't we just hold on to the wish?"
If the Holy Grail had a head, it would of shook it, "I'm afraid my ability to grant a wish would only last a limited time so...wait a minute, who said that?"
"I did," the Holy Grail followed the quiet voice and it led its sight (if it had eyes) led to a man that had similar appearance to America, sitting in a chair and holding a small polar bear.
"And who are you?" The grail asked.
"I'm Canada."
"WHOA! Canadia, when did you get here?!" America said.
"I've been here the whole time," Canada responded, but his existence is still ignored for the other nations are too focused on the golden cup.
"You're actually a lot more dangerous than how you appeared to be, Holy Grail," England said.
"I must argue, I am not a threat, it is those who grants their wish who are a threat, if not wished carefully then all that is life including oneself will be in danger," the Grail explained.
"Is there a way to avoid such danger-aru?" China questioned.
The Holy Grail paused for moment in thought, "If one's heart is pure and their intentions are pure, then there is no need to worry, tell me, which one out of all of you is consider the purest, we can avoid the war itself if we give the wish to that who is pure?"
Germany looked down in thought before turning his gaze to Italy who was eating a bowl of pasta he just pulled out of nowhere, "Well, Italy is certainly the most harmless one out of all of us."
If the Holy Grail had eyes it would of blinked a few times as it watches Italy, "Are you certain, you wish to have him make the wish?"
"I'm afraid I cannot take that chance Germany," England stepped in, "Even though Italy is pretty much useless and thus harmless, I don't know him personally so I can't take the chance in letting him have the wish."
"Like you're any better?" America said.
England looks over to America, "Excuse me?"
"Dude, you got some creepy things up in your closet with all that magic and crap, I mean I know it's fake but it's still pretty creepy," America explained.
"My magic is real!" England said, "And despite that at least I have a pure heart!"
"Ah, but your old days in being a pirate says otherwise," France pointed out, England flinched at the mention of one of his glory days and saw Frog Face's point, he won't admit it however for the sake of his Pride.
"It seems that despite every way we try, we still have yet to decide in who should get the wish?" Russia said.
The nations looked among each other with the look of untrust in their eyes, it wasn't that they were all enemies to begin with, they just don't like each other enough trust trust one of them to have the wish.
Finally, with one final saying, the nations save for some, all said, "I should have the wish!" Thus leading to the outcome in which Russia spoke for everyone.
"If no one wishes to give up their wish," Russia stood up and heads for the door, the nations shivered as he walks pass them, "Then this means war."
Absolute terror were on the faces of most of the nations when Russia said, they looked among each other once again and for once in this meeting, the nations have come to an agreement, an unpleasant one at that.
"Then war it is," England said.
"If that is what you all decided," the Holy Grail said, "There are rules when participating in the Holy Grail War, for this war is different to the war you are all used to, I must ask you to come back here as soon as possible so that I can explain."
"Very well, we shall return here in three days, that gives us enough time to consult with our bosses and notify our citizens," Germany said.
"I'm afraid I must ask you to leave your citizens in the dark," the Holy Grail said.
"What?" All the nations asked.
"The Holy Grail is simply between you nations, your people thus your army may stay out of it, you may notify your bosses if you wish but that is all, you must not risk anyone else knowing my existence, I have suffered for far too long in granting the most absurd wishes, and it was these wishes that would lay harm around the world, I must ask you, no, I beg you to keep this to yourself, I know that as a nation, you must thought of your citizens as your children, but out of a million citizens to one or to a dozen, are you certain that allowing them participate this war is the wisest, for what if they wish to take the wish for themselves?"
The nations all had a scowl look on their face, leaving their own citizens in the dark while a war is going on, must they truly leave their people in ignorance?
"Well, as long as my citizens are not in any danger, then I shall agree to your terms Holy Grail," Germany said.
"But Germany," Italy began but Germany stopped him.
"I know Italy, I don't like this as much as you do, but I don't think I can bring myself in dragging my own people into this war that is our war alone, I cannot bring them this struggle that is mine alone, not ever again," Germany said grimly.
Italy's closed eyes if possible softened as he understood Germany's worries, he then nodded and placed a hand on Germany's shoulder.
"Okay, I'll do what the talking golden cup says, as long as I'm with my friend name Germany!" He then hugged Germany who rolled his eyes but smiled nonetheless at his friend's support.
"Then it's settled," England said, "We shall leave the Holy Grail here and return here in three days, there is no exception for tardiness," he looks at America who was oblivious to England calling him out, he then looked back at the rest of the nations, "This is war ladies gentlemen, and anyone who wishes not to participate shall remain absent." With that said, England stood up, leaving his teacup behind and went out to the door followed by the other nations, leaving behind some nations including Switzerland and Liechtenstein.
"Big brother, is there going to be another war?" Liechtenstein asked.
Switzerland was frowning at how the nations had decided to listen to the Holy Grail and declare war among each other, he then stared at his sister for a moment before nodding, "Yes, but we will not be part of it."
Liechtenstein nodded in understanding and Switzerland looked back at the Holy Grail.
"I don't like that grail at all, not one bit."
Switzerland's paranoia is proven to be reasonable, for if the Holy Grail had a mouth, it would of smiled when it had witnessed the nations declaring war right there in front of it.
England had returned to his home just as the sun was beginning to set, once he had arrived he visited the queen and informed her the situation, after a long talk ending with the queen giving her support to England, the English nation heads for his home, upon entering he sat in his chair and thought over the events that had just occurred.
"Another bloody war," England muttered, at that moment flashes of past war experiences went through his minds, The Revolutionary War, World War I, World War II, and now there is going to be a World War III, though it would not be called as such, it was made clear that this would be called The Holy Grail War.
If that is the case, then perhaps this should be called The Holy Grail World War I, what a mouthful.
"Well, as long as I'm here, might as well read something to pass the time," England got out of his chair and went for his bookshelf, picking out a book at random, he accidently pulled out his spell book and he only realized it when he opened up a random page, but just when he was about to put the book back, a spell written in the page caught his eye.
A summoning spell.
An idea clicked inside of England's mind and he quickly heads down in his basement, "That's it, I know what to do, I know a way that can end this war right after it begins!"
He reached out for his black cape on his coat rack and made it to the basement with the spell book in hand, after putting on the cape he them followed the spell book's instruction.
"Okay so by using the blood of this creature, draw a circle and..." He mutters as he reads the spell and did what it says.
He draw the summoning circle with symbols on it, and placed in lit candles surrounding the circle, this won't be like last time when he brought forth the demon that is Russia, this was a different kind of summoning spell, this spell was made for summoning heroes and warriors that left an impact in history, and what's more, this spell is specifically made for a situation such as this, how England did not notice this spell before is a mystery but he was too excited to think it over as he continues to set up the ritual.
"Alright," England said, "Now all that's left is to...oh," England reads over the sentence that explains the next stage, "Well," he walks over to where he placed a blade on a table, first setting the book down before grabbing the blade and he walks back to the summoning circle, "This is going to sting for a while."
He slit his hand and hissed at the pain, he then placed his hand over the summoning circle and allowed drops of blood fall onto the center.
"With this spell, I will win the war and have my wish!"
With the blood that belonged to a historic being set and done just as the book explained, the final stage is the chanting, England closed his eyes with his bleeding hand raised.
"I, England, declare the following, your body shall serve under me, my fate shall be your sword, submit to the becoming of the war I will partake, if you submit to this will, then answer, an oath shall be sworn here, I shall attain all virtues of all of heaven, I shall have domain over all evils of all of hell."
A bright light begins to show as England said the incantations, and it only glowed brighter as England continues.
"I call not one but more, I called upon Kings of Legends and Heroes of History," England felt the back of his hand burning, he opened his eyes and to his surprise saw red light forming in his back hand, he remained his focus and proceeded the chant, "My intentions are pure, with war at my doorsteps, I command you, an army of kings and warriors."
The back of his hand burned and the pain became unbearable but England kept going even as sweats started to appear on the side of his face.
"From the seventh heaven, attended to by three great words of power, come forth from the chains of restraint, protector of the-"
"Hey England, what are you doing!?" America intruded by bursting through the door, his sudden appearance had startled the English nation and thus losing his focus.
The bright white energy surrounding the circles grew hazy, its form became wavy then sharp edges, it repeated the process for a few more seconds until it died out completely.
England stared at the summoning circle that is without a sign of magic surrounding it, his hand were trembling as he glared at the clueless American.
"You bloody git, you see what you have just done, you ruined my chance in winning the war!"
Bright light sprouted from the summoning circle as a gust of wind surround the summoning circle, startling both England and America, the light burnt through the ceiling all the way through the roof of England's home. The light kept going up and into the sun-setting sky until it stopped, the light then blew apart like fireworks, fourteen sparks of the light went apart and away from each other, far away, going across the world, searching for the right place to fall into.
England and America can only stare at the burnt through ceiling when the light died out, they watch as what look to be a firework lighting up the sky and its ray of lights spreading apart from each other to somewhere they did not know.
They continue to stare until England senses a new presence in the room besides America, he looked back down at the circle and jolted in surprise to what his emerald eyes are met with.
A girl stood on top of the circle, with blonde silky hair tied in a braided bun with a blue ribbon, she wore a blue and white dress with an armor over her chest and armored gloves as well as armored boots, she looked relatively young but when she opened her eyes, as if awakening, they showed experience, England felt his heart beating at a faster pace when he gazes upon the servant he has apparently successfully summoned.
"I ask you," she spoke in a young but mature like voice as her emerald colored eyes met with England's similar ones.
"Are you my master?"
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"Fate-Alia." - Chibi England
Like saying Hetalia but with Fate in it.