A phone call woke England up. He answered it. "Hello?"
"Guten Tag, England."
"Germany."
"I need to see you at our hospital. Italy and Japan are on their way already."
"I'll be there as soon as I can."
England walked into the hospital some time later. He was glad it didn't take long. The hospital was in Washington D.C. but it had multiple entrances and exits, leading you to every capital of each country. He passed by the door to Moscow, and stopped short. Several Russian politicians, including the President, were huddled by it, talking to each other in Russian. The conversation was fast and urgent. He didn't understand anything but he was struck by one thing. "This is not a good sign."
The group fell silent and turned to look at him. "Англия," the President said. He pushed open the door and they all exited, in a state of panic.
"This is definitely not good." England said to himself as he walked on to where Germany had said to meet them. Italy was jumping up and down, impatient.
"Doitsu! Inghilterra is here. Can we know now?"
"Ja."
They followed him into a room. England looked at the occupied bed just once and then turned away. Bandages were taking up half a face, the violet eyes swelled shut, ashen hair matted with blood.
"Doitsu, what happened to Russia?"
"Ich weiß nicht, Italien. Ukraine was the one who found him."
"Italia, we have to find out what happened to Russia-san."
"England?"
"I'll join you for this case."
"I think we should start by collecting evidence from his house and then move on to speaking to Ukraine." Japan said.
"Japan, you and Italy go talk to Ukraine, England and I will go get the evidence." Germany decided.
"I saw Ucraina downstairs with Bielorussia, Nihon."
The four left the room before going their separate ways. As Japan and Italy went to find Ukraine and Belarus, Germany and England went out the door to Moscow.
Translations:
German:
Guten Tag - Good day
Ich weiß nicht, Italien - I don't know, Italy
Russian:
Англия - England
Italian:
Inghilterra - England
Ucraina - Ukraine
Bielorussia - Belarus
Aww. Poor Russia, please don't beat me for hurting you. Please don't let Belarus hurt me either.
So the investigation begins.
