I'm not sure how airports work, so I'm assuming they have a special place for nations. And stuff. Yeah. Because they're too cool to take commercial flights (especially when you have no airport).
Our (the-shadows-have-magic and I) OCs are here, and there are some other minor characters who aren't nations but they're technically OCs, right?
HI! I'M HOWARD THE SPY!
…what that was I don't know…but I promise Howard will be in this~
This chapter's gonna be really boring, but I promise this only has to set up the scenes and give a background and all. Promise. Next chapter will be more exciting…or maybe the next…or something like that…I'm bad with slow stories, so the plot will move pretty fast.
…I'm such an idiot. When I wrote this, I completely forgot about poor little Canada…*sniffles*
England pushed the door to the meeting room open, hurrying to his seat. Setting his things on the table his things on the table, he looked around the room-and found himself staring at a pair of eyes.
The eyes belonged to a tall girl of about 13 with medium length dark brown hair. She was a bit pale, and wore a loose grey sweater with the sleeves rolled midway up her forearms. Under the sweater poked out black sleeves that glittered and sparkled. She wore plain black pants. A thick leather jacket hung on the back of her chair. She stared back at him, bright green meeting hazel for a long moment, before he dared say anything.
"Not to be rude…but who the hell are you?"
She only smiled mysteriously. "I think we should wait for the rest of the world to show up." She pulled out a sleek metallic cell phone and pressed a key before typing furiously. She pressed the send button triumphantly seconds later.
He looked back at her, stunned to find her slightly elongated and pointed pupils ringed by yellow. Before he could blink, she seemed to shift slightly, as if she was changing forms, and appeared as normal as anything. She grinned, pointed canines shining in the light from the fluorescent bulbs.
If he had ever had a suspicion someone was magical, it would be now.
He furrowed his (enormous) eyebrows. Something was off about her.
America soon bounced into the room, followed by Russia. "Hey, England!" He cried happily. "What's up?"
He snorted. "The ceiling." Idiot. To his dismay, Russia began to laugh along with America, raising the hairs on the back of his neck and chilling him to the bone.
Nantucket bobbing slightly, he turned to face the teenager who sat as still as stone in her chair. "New country?" He questioned. She nodded. "Funny. I didn't know we were supposed to have another country join…" He looked at England, who shrugged. This was getting weirder and weirder.
Italy, Germany, Japan, and China soon entered.
Finally, the girl rose. She looked impatient, like something-or someone-was missing. "I'd like to start the meeting by introducing myself, but I can't start until…"
The door burst open. Relief spread across her face. "Until my chronically late sister shows up."
A shorter girl who looked about the same age rushed in, panting and dragging her bag. She had dirty blonde hair, a smiling heart-shaped face, and wore glasses, unlike her sister. She smiled. Her blue eyes had a ring of yellow around their pupils as well. She wore a grey long sleeved shirt with a purple tee shirt over it, a tan jacket, and dark jeans sloppily tucked into her combat boots.
"Yes." The first girl cleared her throat. "New countries. We're islands in the Atlantic Ocean. Sisters, I suppose. I'm Eydis, and she's Tanaquillia."
America stood. "Do you have human names?"
She stiffened. "Names are powerful. They are not for you to know at this time." Her sister tugged at her sleeve. "Come on, please?"
Heaving an exasperated sigh, she conceded. "You can call me Glynnis." Her cheerful sister added, "I'm Kaia! And our last name's-"
Her sister slapped a hand over her mouth. "Shut. Up." She hissed. Glaring at everyone else, she growled, "Any questions?"
Russia called, "When did you…come into existence?"
She hesitated. "Our two islands came into existence a while ago, and we sometime later, but we haven't met any of you in person until now." She sighed. "Anything else, Kaia?" She shook her head, still cheerful.
Germany frowned. "Who lives there?"
They sucked in a breath. "We've got a few people…" Kaia began…
"And a few towns." Glynnis finished. She shot her sister a warning glance.
"How did you get invited here?"
"That is for us to know and you to find out. I thought we should make our presence known. If that's all, you should start the meeting."
She sat. Her sister managed to procure a chair out of nowhere and occupy it as well.
Something was weird about both of them…he couldn't quite tell…he would have to do some searching.
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"So you're saying that they're magical and weird and you want to tail them and figured out what the hell's wrong with them?" America rattled off in a low whisper.
"Yes."
"You two are plotting, da? Could I help?" Russia appeared behind them, leaning his head on America's shoulder. America put a hand on his cheek and nodded.
"I…I guess…if you can just stop appearing behind me and scaring the shit out of me!"
America laughed. "I can manage him."
They stood in silence. "…so how the hell do we get there?"
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Getting there involved roping Canada in.
He stood there, invisible, shadowing the two girls as they left the building. They went to the airport, and showed their tickets to the lady sitting in the lobby. She directed them to a side room. He managed to slip in before the door swung shut.
He flipped open his phone and texted his brother where he was. A short We'll be there flashed back in under a minute.
Glynnis shot the room a suspicious glance. "I think someone's here." Canada stifled a gasp of surprise. He thought he was invisible (This time he was actually trying to blend in, but he wasn't so sure how it went over.)
Her sister rolled her eyes. "You say that every time we go anywhere. Is that all you can say?"
"Seriously. There's someone." She cocked her head. "I hear his heartbeat. He's here." She shook her shaggy mane of hair. "Ignore it."
Her sister sighed. "London's nice, isn't it?"
She snorted. "It's humid, and it's too warm here. I miss home, but I suppose we met new people." She grumbled some more under her breath. "I can't wait to get back. This form is annoying."
Her sister pouted. "Come on, just because-" Her sister slapped her hand over her mouth again. "Shut up!" She hissed. "Someone is here!" She took her cell phone out and dialed a number.
"Yes. We're ready to leave. Yes. No, it's a room. Yes. No, we need to leave now. There's someone here, anyway. Yes. Okay. Thank you so much." She snapped the phone shut. "We're leaving." She strode off towards the door on the other side of the room. "Get your stuff."
Kaia followed her, still rolling her eyes. "You're so paranoid! You can't be right all the time."
She glared at her. "How many times have I saved your neck? I don't want to count. Here, I bet ten dollars. I expect it by tomorrow." Slipping on the black leather jacket and hauling her bag over her shoulder, she opened the door and stalked down the short ramp to the plane that was now waiting.
Trailing Kaia closely, he squeezed in after them and slunk onto the small plane that waited, hiding himself in the flight attendant's room that was unattended. England, Russia, and America were all there, somehow.
He gestured hopelessly but soon gave up, silently sitting down.
Voices echoed from the cockpit. "They've obviously got a pilot who knows who they are," America murmured to England.
"Yes, yes, okay! Shut up!"
The plane began trundling off.
Launched above the clouds, four people could not help but wonder what they had gotten themselves into.
Ignore the fucked up linebreaks. I'm sorry Germany, Italy, Japan, and China, but you won't take major roles in this. You neither, France. *talks to a huge line ouf countries* This is going to be multidimensional, I'll try to make it as simple as possible for peopleto understand, but updates will be slow even though we have Christmas break. Sorry, guys.
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