Chapter 2

We learned who attacked Germany, now what will America do?

America couldn't believe what he had heard. He had a feeling Russia was the one that hurt Germany, but to hear him admit it so calmly, it rattled him.

"Where is little Germany? I wish to see him, you can take me to him, da?" Russia asked with a child-like grin that sent a shiver down America's spine.

America backed away, his back hitting a wall as he realized the Russian had trapped him in an alleyway. He straightened his back, hoping to not show fear as he looked at the taller man. "He's in a hospital with his brother." he said.

"Gilbert is too weak to do protecting for little Germany. He is no longer nation. He is only alive because of little brother. If Germany were to fall, So would pathetic Prussia." Russia said moving closer to America, his grin shining in the dark like a Cheshire cat.

America frowned, he knew he had to protect the German brothers, but to do that he needed to get away from Russia.

"You won't be able to touchknow,m if your in an island prison!" America's threatened weakly.

Russia laughed. "You forget, baby America, I am strong nation. I won't lose easily and threats like that mean nothing to me. You are weak, baby America, with no allies to protect you, you can't do anything. If I wanted to, I could kill you now and no one would know." Russia said and as if to prove that he could, he took out a small handgun from his coat and cocked it, taking the safety off as he pointed it at America's head.

America closed his eyes not wanting to look when Russia killed him.

"But, I won't." Russia said putting the safety back on the gin before he put it back in his coat.

"Go. Tell allies and little Germans to get ready. I expect great battle before I kill them. I'll be preparing as well, you won't forget will you? I will be upset if you do." Russia said with a pout. "I'll see you soon America." The Russian added before leaving the alleyway.

America let out a shaky breath as he felt his knees give out. He didn't understand why, but something about the Russian made him grow weak with fear. "What the hell, I'm supposed to be the hero, what am I to do? My armies are everywhere and its been so long since anyone fought, we don't stand a chance. Not to mention the fact that Germany is still recovering. If he hears that Russia expects a war, he'll want to fight and that'll only make his injuries worse. Damn it! What the hell am I supposed to do?!" America yelled loudly, asking no one but the cold night air around him.

The two Germans had drifted into a restless slumper, both too tired from the day's events to stay was going deeper into sleep when Prussia's phone rang wake them both up. "This better be good damn it." Prussia said annoyed and angry that someone had woken him up.

"I literally ran into Russia just now. Dude he admitted to hurting Germany and is after you two! You both got to leave, head to the airport I'll take you both back to my country, come on go!" America yelled, loud enough that Germany heard.

"Hang up. We're not leaving." Germany said and before Prussia could America came in holding his phone and some clothes.

"Dude! Get out of bed, we're leaving. I'm pretty sure what I did just now is totally illegal." America said tossing the clothes at Germany.

"You can leave with your tail between your legs, but we won't. Russia took something from me," Germany paused and put his hand on the bandages. "So I want to return the favor." The blond then added.

"Look I parked a small plane in the parking lot we can talk later get dressed and let's go, Iggy's waiting for us." America said ignoring Germany.

"West is right, we're stubborn and don't back down from a fight. So go home America if you don't want to help." Prussia said with a smirk.

Before America could speak a loud engine started up and a plane zoomed passed the room everyone was in.

"What?" Was all America could get out before England walked in slumped over in defeat.

"What happened?! Why are you here? Where'd the plane go? How the hell did you lose a plane?!" America asked quickly.

"Belarus. She came saying 'Big brother doesn't like cheating' and took off with the plane after kicking me out of it." England explained.

"So, basically you got your ass kicked by a small girl and then got robbed by a the same girl?" Prussia asked and started to laugh. Germany started to smile when something came to his mind, a memory of the attack and a small girl hiding in the shadows holding a glistening blade.

"You okay, West?" Prussia asked with a frown, looking at his brother's pale complexion with concern.

"J-ja, I'm fine." Germany said hoping to not worry his brother any more.

Prussia wasn't convinced though and he knew Germany would hate him but, "Is there any other way we can leave?" He asked ignoring his brother's piercing glare.

"We could take you two to France or Austria and have you wait while the rest of us arrest Russia and Belarus." America suggested.

I'm not being a coward and leaving my own country I'm going to fight Russ-"

Prussia shook his head and put a hand over Germany's mouth. "You're not staying. And you're not fighting. You're going to France or Austria and you are staying there until Russia, Belarus and whoever else is working with them are gone, got it?" Prussia asked and slowly Germany nodded.

"Good now get dressed. America call up France and tell him to entertain West for a few days. England call up the others and tell them to get ready for war, tell all those incapable of fighting to go to France and all of you keep this quiet, the less Russia knows, the better." Prussia ordered in a commanding unfamiliar tone that made everyone obey without questions.

Chapter 2 is done! Yay! Review please! Also this chapter didn't have kammy helping me, and if anyone is noticeably ooc please let me know thanks! And until next chapter!