Eight Souls
Chapter One
The door banged open as America's tall form came tearing into the room, "Guys! Guys! I have something totally awesome-"
"Stop stealing my word!" Prussia yelled.
"Shut up! You're not even a nation anymore!" America yelled back in his childish voice.
"Oh, it's on, Hamburger tard!"
"Now you're stealing my line, Albino Potato Jerk!" Romano shouted.
"Ve~ Fratello, that's not very nice!" Italy said, his eyes perpetually closed.
"Si, Feli is right!" Spain agreed, looking at Romano.
"Oh, shut up, Tomato!" Romano yelled, as he and Spain began to bicker.
"FOCUS COUNTRIES… and Prussia." America yelled, ignoring Prussia's red eyed glare. "I was on my way to Russia's house…but I couldn't… get there."
"America, you git, that doesn't make any sense at all!" A clear British voice spoke up from the opposite side of the room.
"No! I'm serious!" America said.
"That's not even possible, America. One to many hamburgers, I think."
"I object to Britain and America." France said, his French accent obscuring the English language.
"Wah, Aru. I am so confused." China said, holding his head in his hands.
"Aniki-" A voice cried. Japan and China looked at each other before running out of the room, the fear of being molested by South Korea apparent on their faces.
"EVERYONE SHUT UP!" Germany said. The entire room suddenly stopped moving. America stopped laughing, France and Britain stopped choking each other. Spain stopped pinching Romano's face. Everyone just stopped.
"I need to hear what America was going to say. I sent him to find Russia since he was late for the meeting." Germany said, his steel blue eyes piercing into the souls of the nations. Everyone quietly sat down except for America.
"As I was saying, I literally couldn't find Russia. I was by Estonia's house and as I headed towards Russia's place, a weird fog set in. I tried to walk through it, but every time I did, I ended right back at the border. It was if… Russia's been cut off from the world."
"America-" Britain started.
"No, Britain. For some reason, I think I believe him. Russia has never missed a meeting. Something, even something small, must have happened to prevent Russia from attending. I vote the Nordics go and investigate."
"Alright!" Denmark yelled.
"Shut it, Dane." Norway yelled, grabbing for Denmark's tie.
The Nordics agreed that if they were not back in an hour, a second team would be sent out.
"Dad! Mum! I'm a Nordic, too!" A voice cried out. Finland and Sweden cringed at the thought of leaving their adoptive son. They sent a look towards Estonia and Latvia who were Sealand's friends outside of the Nordics. Estonia nodded and motioned for them to go.
"Sea, Svi and I have to go check something out at Mr. Russia's house. You can hang out with Latvia and Estonia while we're gone!" Finland told Sealand. Sealand nodded, slightly at the prospect of missing out on the action.
"Sweden, Finland. C'mon!" Denmark yelled from the hallway. Sweden and Finland said goodbye to Sealand and hurried to catch up with the others.
45 minutes passed and no sign of anything had been received. Germany was getting agitated. He stood up and the quit chatting dispersed.
"China, Taiwan, Hong Kong, South Korea, Austria and Hungary I want you six on team two." Germany said. The group nodded and waited.
The hours was up and China, Taiwan, Hong Kong, South Korea, Austria and Hungary filed out of the room. This time they had an hour and half to investigate what was going on at Russia's.
The time was up again. Estonia, Poland, Lithuania, Belarus and Ukraine filed out of the room two hours to complete the job.
By the time the sun set, only eight countries were left in the room. America, Britain, France, Canada, Prussia, North Italy, Japan and Germany.
Teams had disappeared one by one, and now they were down to these eight countries. Eight nations. Eight humans. Eight souls…to save the world.
