Chapter One: The Wormhole

There had been a time of peace, but that time slowly ended as the countries began to realize their fates were going to be intertwined with a different dimension of some sort. The day had begun with a magnificent sunrise, and the United Nations' Conference began once again. It was held once every six months now because of disruptions in the economies and fears that one country would try to over power the others. They started like they always did: Alfred, being who he was, tried to rationalize the cases in his own way. Arthur disapproved. Francis came in. Then the rest of the countries spouted up their own problems and concerns. It was an uproar and was causing complete disarray to what they had left.

Four hours and nothing changed. Even Ludwig had used the last of his powerful voice on the countries, but they were so ignorant that they didn't even let him speak properly. Alas, there was yet another disruption. This time it wasn't out of the ordinary. Dusk had fallen, everyone was tired, that was normal. What wasn't, was when Ivan, of all people, cried out, "There's a scary thing outside!" Distracted and feeling illusive, they looked out. And the largest country of them all hadn't been lying.

Gasps and screams from the few maiden-countries echoed throughout the room. Felencio muttered, "Spaventoso…" and huddled next to his brother Lovino as they cowered when the "heroic" country took action, "I CAN FIX THIS!…" Arthur only looked at him with inquisition, "What do you mean, you stupid wanker? That looks like something from outer space. Your alien friend should know something of it," he growled as he pulled Peter into his lap where Sealand held his older brother for comfort. "England, will it eat us?" The older country could only shrug - normally he didn't care for Sealand. He was annoying, but seeing as he should protect him, he tried to do his best with this. Arthur wasn't sure as to whether they were in trouble or not, as were any of the others. Ivan guarded his friends instinctively, and even Natalia was slightly scared by the looks of it, but she convincing enough to seem apathetic about the situation; Kvitka (Ukarine) and Toris were crying near one another, huddling behind Russia, knowing that there was nothing 'good' about this certain phenomenon.

Alas, the magic began once something that sounded like five gunshots at once blasted their eardrums. Stomach-wrenching howls of the wind whipped their hair. Very few faces were empty or not shocked. Most had taken into tears or were wrapping their arms around others to keep one another safe. However the current of the wind was stronger than they had all imagined.

Then there was a scream. "Germania, Germania, aiutami! Waah!"

The blonde haired, blue-eyed man tried grabbing one of the pasta-lover's hands, but it was meek attempt and he kept flying… the hole was emitting an aura of some sort: purple-red… "Italy!" At last moment, Kiku used his feeble strength to grasp him, Germany catching the Asian nation's feet. The Axis Powers were in the same trio-of-doom situation. Ludwig grunted at the weight. Not only was he pulling back two bodies, but going up against the monstrous suction as well. America ran up behind him, and pulled him back by his clothing, "I-I'll be the hero and save you all…!"

One by one, the countries made a line of effort and determination to pull each other back from this ominous vacuum. Even little Peter was at the very end of the line with Sweden in front of him. "Ay! I think it's too strong!" The little one gasped. And he was right. He and every other country were lifted off their feet and pulled inside. Resounding and echoing screams rebounded against the wormhole and they were soon plummeting into another dimension.

On the other side, Central was having a massive earthquake. A silver-haired girl called to a friend downstairs, "CAMILE, THE EARTH'S SHAKING! What do we do?" It was late at night, so she didn't mind as much. It was her favorite time for she was almost completely blind in the light, but they adjusted extremely well in near-dark, and in completely pitch-black times. However, Central had never had these "earthquakes" that she had known of. Screams pierced through the night air, fearsome of this new attribute to their world. It was vicious and pushed books off shelves, buildings violently shivered in this terrible minute of disaster, and china shattered as it toppled onto the floor. "Camile!" Vee squeaked once more before she hid under a table, hoping that it didn't collapse on accident.

Everything creaked and moaned as the floor beneath their feet shook violently. What was going on? Almost as soon as she had asked that question herself, Camile heard Vee asking the same thing. She was frightened of this new sensation, but took it somewhat 'calmly', as one would call it. She went over to the girl quickly while avoiding a few falling books, and holding onto her arm. "Central City has never had tectonic activity… so I don't know.." She answered in a somewhat hurried tone, urging the girl to move under the desks with her, to shield themselves from the falling books.

For the time being, Vee and Camile sat under their desk, the silver-haired one clutching the blonde tightly by the elbow of her jacket. "I hate this... I can't really feel it unless I put my hands on the ground, but everything's moving so quickly. It makes me even more afraid because if I get hit with something, I won't be able to feel it unless it hits my hands..." she squeaked quietly. A long, long time ago, the girl had tried to bring a friend back from the dead, and she gave up not only her eyes in daylight, but her nerves as well, except for those her hands and her facial features. Those, at least, were still in tact. Yes, she was an alchemist: the Ice Alchemist most called her, for she manipulated water to her advantage. Biting her lip she thought about Roy, her paternal figure, Riza, her maternal figure (as Camile was in Riza's absence), and Kit, the flame alchemist and sharp shooter's son. They were probably the closest to her, excluding Armstrong, General Armstrong, and maybe the Elrics (those too hardly came by any more because of their adventuring, but sometimes Winry came once in a while to visit Gracia, a widow, and her daughter).

Finally, the quaking ceased as Vee noticed that the building became still in the dark. "It's over?" she whispered in inquisition to her companion. That was one of the most weirdest things she'd ever experienced in her life. "When Kira was alive, and I was back around the countryside, little, I was, we never had anything like this... perhaps maybe the Xingese have had records of this, at the least? Up at Briggs, when I was looking through reports on damage one night, being a snoop, all there had ever been on record were extreme blizzards that knocked out the power for a month before they could repair anything, extreme floods, and et cetera... Nothing like sem- whatever you call it.." During her rambling, she found herself crawling out of the confined area, and she propped herself up against the wall with a sigh. "Did anything like this ever happen to you were you lived? Or where you've been at least?" She asked. Camile shook her head.

Looking around the disheveled room, she found everything rather disheartening since she worked hard to keep it nice. The walls were bare, the floor cluttered with items that were thrown out of their place during the impact of the earthquake. Vee fixed her top and re-wrapped her arms tight with her bandages kept her from hurting her muscles when she ran everywhere - her muscles failed to react, so she sometimes, after straining herself, collapsed without herself noticing.

The platinum-haired girl looked at Camile for a split second before turning to the window: they were on the first floor, "We should look for people that are hurt. I'll scout the streets, how about you go about the building?" It was more of an order than a question, but she left, and ran, heaving a backpack with medical supplies on her back to help those who were injured, or just needed some comfort.

Translations:

Italian to English:

Germania, Germania, aiutami! = Germany, Germany, help me!

Spaventoso… = Scary…