Chapter 2 – Relocation
No one could move. Not yet. As time ticked, there was a confusion on when the war would begin. On opposite sides, China and Japan glared at each other—Japan with a glaring smirk while China glared with uncertainty. But, one thing was certain. This is…my opponent! they thought in unison. Right then in there, they were transported out of the room.
Heads whipped around to watch the missing people's empty spaces. A laugh resounded from the fair left corner in the Allies' side. Heads whipped around once more to stare at a chuckling Russia. "I wonder who's next…to go to their battlefield."
There was dead silence. It was almost impossible to find out where to go, corresponding with the opponent…that wasn't possible unless you shouted a location, dragging more opponents than you had wished. "…Don't wanna," the puffy voice floated into the silence. A cheerful Italy grabbed the hand of his twin. "Let's go to there," he said as if anyone could possibly understand. South Italy nodded—the only one in the room who wasn't confused—and they linked hands, hands in hands held up chest high, head bent together, they closed their eyes and breathed in unison.
ZOOM. They teleported out of the room.
"Fear not!" the charmed voice of France rang as soon as the twins had left. "Fear not, my allies," he repeated, "I will chase after those two. It shall be easy with me alone against twins with twin flags. They shall surrender and the Axis Powers will be at a disadvantage with their mages gone!" And in an instant, he teleported out as well.
"Thank God he's gone," England said, sighing in relief. America chuckled and eyed England. It seemed that the two understood each other, because they soon transported out of the room together.
"…It seems that it's just us," Russia said as Belarus stepped up to his side.
"Two against two…" Germany said, releasing his whip. "Seems fair to me."
"Prepare to lose," Belarus said with no mercy or emotion on her face except for the certain determination.
"Don't be too over-confident now," Prussia said as his skinny, black sword shone in the light. A smirk appeared on his face, and he said, "Where should we go?"
Russia smiled. "Why not here?"
"BATTLE STARTING. " The loud mechanical voice boomed once more. The scenery was changing, and it seemed like they were in a church at night. "ROOM CHANGE, DUEL BATTLE.
"FIGHT. "
Hello. Thanks for reading my fanfic. I have no idea when I'm going to post chapters, but I expect to finish this soon. Hopefully during summer vacation before another school year of death. Please support my fanfics and I love critics, so review!
Btw, this isn't following RomaHeta but a video. It's a mixture of RomaHeta and my own view point of the video. Thank you :3
~Yui Lathens~
