"I have called this world meeting today to discuss some bizarre incidents that have been happening recently," Ludwig announced to the many nations in the room. The different nations were fighting with each other and causing quite a disturbance. "Honestly! Will you all just shut up!" Ludwig angrily said with a bit of impatience as well.
A small, weak looking hand was raised. Ludwig sighed "Yes, Veneciano?" he allowed the country to speak. "What kind of incidents are these? Is there a shortage on pasta? Is there someone stealing pasta? Are we going to have pasta after this? I'm in the mood for some pasta. Let's have pasta ple-"
"No, this has nothing to do with pasta, and no we aren't going to have pasta, Veneciano," Ludwig said with irritation. I should've known not to call on him. That's he talks about. Ugh sometimes I feel like I'm surrounded by a bunch of idiots…
Ludwig finally calmed down after a long silence of thinking and he began to speak again. "As I was saying," Ludwig cleared his throat and continued. "There have been come bizarre incidents in which people have been disappearing, although th-"
"Where have they disappeared to?" the Spaniard said " I hope my little Romano doesn't disappear." he hugged the dark haired Italian.
"Hey! You Spanish bastard! Let me go right now!" Romano yelled at Antonio.
"But I must protect you Romano." Antonio said as he continued to hug the dark haired Italian. Romano struggled to get free from the Spaniard. "Hey Romano lookie lookie!" Antonio said excitedly.
"Wha-" Romano felt a slight tug on his hair. "Wh-what the hell do you think you are doing! Let go of my ahoge, you bastard!" Romano yelled at the Spaniard as he tried to make him let go of the little curl of hair that stuck out. Suddenly Romano screamed in pain and punched the Spaniard.
"Can we please get back to what we were doing…" Ludwig said tiredly. I just want to get this meeting over with…
"Why did you punch me Romano?"
"It was your own damn fault, you tomato loving bastard!"
Ludwig checked to see if everyone was done with their arguing and nonsense. The room seemed silent enough. "As I was saying…" Ludwig once again said as the small and weak hand of the light haired Italian rose up again. Oh god no, Ludwig though to himself whether or not he should allow him to speak or not. "Ugh, Fine… yes Veneciano!"
"Are we going to have pasta?" Veneciano asked again.
"Veneciano!" Ludwig snapped "why can't any of you take this seriously? I swear, you are all a bunch of morons!" he continued to yell and insult them.
"Ludwig." The small Japanese man said to get the German's attention "let's go on."
Ludwig managed to calm down with the help of his Japanese friend. "Thank you Kiku. As I was saying… there have been incidents of people disappearing. However, they do come back, but they aren't exactly the same as how they used to be." Ludwig said with relief. Finally, now all I gave to do is set the assignment for everyone. "Eight of us will go and investigate the place in which they are all disappearing in. Right now it's closed off for out investigation, which means no one else should be there other than the eight of us," Ludwig stated.
"Now, I will name off the eight that will be going." Ludwig got out a list with the eight's names on it. "When I call on you, please say that you understand and accept the mission." Ludwig calmly said and started to read the list of names.
"Veneciano!"
"Ay!" The light haired Italian replied with a salute.
"Kiku!"
"Hai!" The young Japanese man bowed.
"Arthur!"
"Fine, Fine." The blond, punk haired Brit said as he read his book and sipped his tea.
"Francis!"
"I knew you would pick me," the blond Frenchman said with a laugh.
"Yao!"
"Yes, aru," the Chinese man with the black ponytail responded.
"Ivan!"
"I guess I'll go, da," the gray haired Russian said and drank some of his vodka. "Will there be vodka?" Ivan asked as he looked at his almost empty vodka bottle.
"I'm not sure," Ludwig honestly said. I honestly don't know what will be there. Anyway, he remembered what he was supposed to be doing.
"Alfred!"
"…"
"Alfred wake up!" Ludwig threw a hardcover book at the American with his head down.
"Wha?" the American said as he looked up at everyone. Everyone was staring at him and they seemed to be talking but he couldn't hear them. Instead, he heard the sound of loud music but nothing else.
Ludwig walked over to the American and hit him over the head with his fist. He ripped two little cords out of Alfred's ears. "I swear…" Ludwig grumbled. "Is it really necessary to have headphones on during a meeting?" Ludwig yelled at the young American boy and walked away with irritation and the boy's headphones.
"That kinda hurt," Alfred rubbed his ears. He looked around at everyone. They seemed to be glaring at him. "What?" he was confused of why everyone is glaring at him.
"Stupid git…" Arthur softly said to himself.
"Alfred… you are going to help us investigate somewhere. That's all I'm going to tell you!" Ludwig said with irritation. Stupid American brat! Pray attention sometime will you!… "I will be the eighth member," Ludwig announced "… and with that this meeting is over. Can I please have the-"
" Wait!" a small weak voice yelled.
Everyone looked to see that it was Veneciano… again… " Yes, Veneciano? What is it this time?" Ludwig was a impatient now. Oh God, I hope it isn't about pasta again…
" Umm, can Romano nii-chan and Antonio come too? " Veneciano asked and even begged for Ludwig to let them come along. "How can I go without my brother and Antonio?"
Ten people going to one house? Ludwig looked at Veneciano, he started to plead while using his adorable and irresistible puppy dog eyes. I can't win against that… with Ludwig gave in " Fine, they can come too. " He turned to everyone else " The ten of you please come over here," the German waved the ten over to him " The rest of you may leave." With the dismissal of the others, everyone gathered around Ludwig.
" Why do we have to come to?" Romano yelled at Veneciano, who was pulling him and Antonio towards Ludwig.
" It won't be the same without you," Veneciano whined as he finished dragging the two over to Ludwig and the others.
Ludwig made sure everyone was there before he started to speak. " Now, then ten…" he cut short and glared at Veneciano to see if he had anything else to say before he continued "… of us will be going to the manor in which these incidents have been happening in, tonight. So pack your things really quickly and report back here. I will be the one to bring you all there, and be sure not to pack too much. I may not know how long this will take, but we might have to spend the night, but we might not have to. With that, I dismiss you all to get some of your belongings and to meet back here within an hour!" Ludwig stated and glared at the young American.
"What? I won't be late!" Alfred assured the German. The American ran out and left first, followed by the nine others.
The ten of them all packed what they thought was necessary and met back at the meeting room, surprisingly even the young American, within the hour they all had. Each of them had a small bag with at least one spare set of close and some food to snack on, in case there was none at the manor. Ludwig never did expect to be there too long in the first place.
"So this is the place huh." Alfred said as he and the other nine examined the run-down, old manor. The manor was blackened with char, it must have been on fire before, but why…? The windows were broken as if they were blown open. The plants in the garden were wilted and burnt. "Well isn't this a depressed fest." Alfred laughed at the run-down old manor.
The black porch steps creaked beneath their feet as they walked up to the charred, front door, one by one. The front door was enormous, the door seemed as if it would be to heavy to even budge. Luckily they were all nations, but how did humans get in, unless they came in big groups. It was true that many people disappeared in big groups, so it wasn't impossible. Ludwig and Alfred grabbed the door handles and they each opened one of the huge doors.
Authors Notes
This is my first fanfic/story ever so please be nice. It just kinda came to me out of nowhere. I guess it just has to do with my love for Hetalia and horror perhaps, and that I wanted to have a story that actually ended with a sad ending. Please continue reading and please review. I already have the second chapter written, I just need to type it now. Ciao!