A/N: Well here is the next chapter I hope you enjoy~

Disclaimer: I don't owe Hetalia or it's characters o wo)/


Chapter 2

Time was running out.

Bang!

"Shit that was a close one." He ran towards cover before another shot was heard, just narrowly missing his head. He quickly reloaded his gun before looking over the edge of his barrier.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

His enemy shot three more times. He just needed to get close shot of him. The shots continued to fire. "Damn it when are you going to run out of bullets dude! Seriously how much ammo do you have!" He yelled out before getting up and running for cover. He took cover behind a pillar as his breathing increased. He took a chance and peeked behind him only to doge another shot aimed at his head. "Gah! That was a close one, I need to figure out how to disarm him-" He was cut off as his opponent charged at him. "When did you? How the hell did you get over here so fast?" Was his response as he began dodging the punches and kicks his opponent was throwing at him.

"Shut up bastard, you let your guard down that's your answer." The stranger replied before hitting the other with the butt of his gun. "Ow! Hey quick that!" The two continued to spar each other, trying to one up the other. It wasn't until the stranger had knocked his gun oout of his hands, "Damn it all."

"If I were you I would keep a better grip on your weapon." He aimed his gun at him. Come on think, think what should I do. Before he had any time to pick the logical answer in trying to disarm the man, he ran towards his weapon. It wasn't until a single shot was fired and hit him dead on that he failed. The stranger smirked as he approached the young man who was now on the ground. "Looks like I win this round Jones."

The lights turned on to reveal a training area. Alfred sat up, "Dude that was a fluke." He replied as he got up. He took a good look at himself only to see a giant red spot of paint on the side of his body. He bit his cheek before groaning. "Tch that really was a good shot, no wonder they had me pair up with you. You have great aim Vargas."

The Italian looked at him with a smug look as he was complimented on his work. "Well of course I am bastard I have been working in this area far longer than you have, though I have to admit that you aren't that bad yourself. But I am still far better than you at this.' He commented as he helped Alfred up and picked up his equipment.

Alfred rooled his eyes at this and snorted. Lovino turned towards him, "What are you laughing about! You shouldn't be laughing you're still a newbie when it comes to these types of things." Lovino replied as he tossed Alfred his gun before signaling one of the observers to go ahead and open the door. Alfred caught his gun not really expecting the Italian to actually throw it at him. Who was he kidding this was Lovino he was talking about of course this is something he would do.

"I know but I'm not that new to this if you remember I joined when I was twelve. Geeze I thought you Italians were suppose to be nice or something. Oh and when I said that you had great aim I meant that it was good but you're not the best at firing guns." He replied with a smirk as he ran dodging the attack the smaller man threw at him. "What the hell did you say you little punk! What makes you think that and I should let you know I AM good at what I do. I have been here since I was born thanks to my family linage." He yelled out as he tried to whack the American on the head. Said American laughed as he dodged the attack. Lovino paused when he heard that comment, "What do you mean I'm not the best you don't know anything in that small brain of yours do you."

Alfred snorted at this, "Dude seriously aren't you forgetting who else is in this program. You know a certain Swiss." Lovino thought about it for a moment before realizing this, "Okay you are right for once Vash is the best out of us all in that department." He replied. "Yeah he is and just wait until I tell him what you just said!" He exclaimed.

Lovino quickly slapped his hand over Alfred's mouth, "Don't you dare say a single word to that cheese bastard if he ever hears any of this I swear I will cut your cannoli off and feed it to rabid dogs. I mean it you idiot if you dare say one word to Vash I-"

"Say what to me." They Alfred yelled in surprise, though it was muffled, "Vmphsh!" Lovino on the other hand stay put before slowly turning around to look at him. "Nothing we didn't say anything!" He laughed nervously as he put on a forced smile, afraid of what might happen. Alfred on the other hand had a different idea. He yanked Lovino's hand off and yelled, "Lovino said that he was a better shot then you where and said that you sucked ass basically."

Vash glared at him and walked towards him, while the Italian began to take a step back everytime the swiss took a step forward. "Really." Lovino gulped and began to shake as he came closer, "N-No you have it all wrong I didn't say any of that I swear he is just-" Alfred cut him off, "Hey but you did say that you were good and that you were the best in the field."

Lovino glared and cursed at the American already planning his revenge. Vash on the other hand raised a brow, "You think you can beat me in. Why don't we go ahead and try it out." He replied as he grabbed the Italian, who was trying hard to get out of his grip." Said Italian was begging for mercy not wanting to go into the room with him, "PleasenoI'msorryIdidn'tmeananyofitpleasejustletmeg oIdon'twanttodiiiiiieeee!" His cries drowned out as they entered the room and the door closed. A light lit up showing that the room was in use. Alfred giggled a bit at this though now had to prepare himself for the wrath of an angry Italian when this was all over. He began to walk back to the locker room to put back the equipment and change when someone shouted his name. "ALFRED GET YOUR BLOODY ARSE BACK HERE NOW!"

"Oh great, I wonder what I did wrong this time." He turned. Arthur ran up to him and smacked him on the head. "Ow what was that for! And why does everyone continue to hit me on the head! Seriously is this hit Alfred on the head day or what." Arthur just scoffed, "Listen you imbecile, what was that I saw your records you are letting yourself get out of shape! You need to sharpen your skills more."

"I know Arthur you don't have to tell me twice you always say that!" Arthur just gave him a look, "I am just watching out for you, lately you haven't been up to par with the others. Do you think this is a game. What would your parents say about this."

Alfred continued to grow frustrated as Arthur continued to talk, "Listen! I'm trying my best okay! I didn't want to choose this life, I didn't choose for my parents to die! I didn't want any of that!" He yelled out. It was quiet for a few minutes before Arthur quietly cleared his throat, "I'm sorry lad I didn't mean to bring up the past." Alfred shook it off, "No I know you didn't just can we just change the subject." He paused looking around, "Where's Francis?" He asked curiously. Usually the French man was always with Arthur.

"Arthur shook his head glad for a new conversation that is until he heard that name. "How the bloody hell should I know!"

"Well you two are always together so I was wondering where he is."

Arthur sighed, "He's with Madeline. He's training her in sword fighting, of all things why the hell would he be teaching her that in this time and age." Alfred laughed trying to imagine his sweet, kind and quite older sister who wouldn't hurt a fly try and sword fight someone twice as big as her.

"Yes well now that your question is answered let's get back to business. I originally came here to assign you your next mission." Alfred jumped, excieted that he was finally getting a mission after a few weeks of doing nothing. "Now hold up you idiot, there's something you need to know." He handed him the file which contained the information on what the mission was.

Alfred took it and began to read it. "WAIT WHAT?! Why do I have to do this and why her of all people!" He looked at Arthur. Arthur began to speak and scold the boy to not question his superiors, that is until they heard a scream come from the room next to them.

~….x….~

Anya was sitting on the bus as she was heading to school. She continued to think about what these dreams meant if anything but decided that it might not mean anything and decided to change her routine in the evening, to see if that would help any. She sighed as she looked out the window, plugging in her ear buds to drown out the noise of the others in the bus with her.

As she arrived there she began to walk to her locker. "Anya why do you look so down aru?" Yao, her Chinese friend that she met at the beginning of the school year, asked. He saw his friend looking a bit gloomy than usual from her small cheery, if not scary, smile. "Oh uh nothing is wrong I was just…. think is all!" She replied quickly. Yao took a good look at her before shrugging it off. "Alright I was worried something might have happened."

"I'm fine Yao I can take care of myself I was just wondering what our next project is going to be." She replied as she opened her locker and began to take out a science book for her first period class. "Oh alright…." He looked at the time and decided to leave, "I should go now class is about to start soon I should say the same to you." He replied before leaving.

"Da don't worry. I won't be late, and watch out for your brother." She responded before heading to class. Yao just shook his head, "I should say the same to you." Was his response as he continued to walk. She paused looking around her to see if her younger brother was near by and let out a breath relieved he wasn't around yet. As Anya made it to her class room, she heard a scream come from down the hall.

"ANIKI! I SHALL CLAIM YOUR BREASTS!"

"AIYAAA YONG SOO STOP!"

She laughed a bit at this, hey she warned him, and entered the classroom.


A/N: Alright I got chapter two up and I'm working on the next chapter. I have the plot alll worked out so things might seem slow but it will pick up hopefully. I hope you guys liked it so far, also please leave a review or comment! I hope you enjoy the rest of your day ^ ^