(Authors Note: Just a heads up...Liz, Roderich, and Bella are not good people in this story...I like them in Hetalia but I needed villains and it was just too fun to write them that way ;D
Oh and the people with Sadique are not countries...they're just random characters I made up
And yes this chapter is considerably shorter than the first but I kinda broke up chapters based on the scene selection in the movie...chapter titles are based on that as well
Enjoy!)
Ch.2: Departure from Southhampton
The shipyard was crowded with so many taxis and limos that all foot traffic had to practically jump over their hoods to get anywhere near the great ship. The SS Hetalia waited patiently in all its gleaming and splendid glory for the 2,000 passengers that it would carry on its maiden voyage across the Atlantic to the bustling United States.
"At least that's how most people viewed it. My brother especially. He bounced around excitedly pointing out things to anybody within earshot. "
Feliciano grabbed his brother's arm.
"Isn't this wonderful Lovi? They say the Hetalia is unsinkable! Can you believe that Liz and Rod actually got all six of us tickets?"
Lovino frowned and pulled his arm out of his younger twin's grasp.
"I really don't see why everyone's so worked up over a fucking ship. It doesn't look any larger than the Veteroli."
"Lovino Vargas I have warned you about your language." Elizaveta Edelstein scolded.
"You can say foul words about most things in life but nothing about the Hetalia." Roderich added, "It's several feet longer than the Veteroli and far more luxurious."
"Oh Mr. Edelstein you know that Lovino is far too difficult to impress." Bella Citroen laughed cheerfully linking her arm through said fiancée's.
Lovino grumbled and was going to tell her to "Fuck off" but a quick glare from his guardian made him snap his mouth shut with a grumbled, "It's not difficult to impress me...it's impossible."
"To most, the Hetalia was a way to reach their wildest hopes for the future in the land of prosper. To me it was a slave ship, ferrying me across the path to be eternally chained to a future that I loathed."
"Outside I was everything a proper young gentleman should be. Inside...I was screaming."
~*~Small Pub by the Shipyard~*~
The ships horn blew, announcing that it would be departing soon. The noise echoed around the otherwise empty room and sent its eight occupants into shivers.
"Toni this is so unawesome." Gilbert hissed in his friend's ear, "You bet all our money!"
"I must agree with Gilbert this once mon ami." Francis concurred nodding, "You have indeed gone daft."
"Remember me amigos. When you've got nothing then you've got nothing to lose." The young Spaniard grinned.
Across the table Paolo turned to his large companion.
"I can't believe you bet our tickets."
The twins looked warily at their imposing companion as well.
"Sir you must admit that it was a rather unnecessary thing to do."
"What is necessary is not always clear at first." The masked man replied through his turban, shutting the other three up instantly.
Another blast came from the Hetalia.
"All right gentlemen moment of truth someone's lives are about to change."
Antonio Carreido grinned at the seven other men gathered around the table.
"Francis?"
The blond Frenchman sighed and laid his cards on the table.
"Rien?" Antonio questioned.
"Rien." Francis agreed, taking a swig of whisky.
"You Michael, Giovani?"
"Nothin." The twins complained throwing their cards in the air.
"I got zip too." Paolo grimaced.
"Sadique?" Antonio turned hopefully to the last of his competition.
The Turk smiled and lay down his cards calmly but proudly before them.
"Oh two pairs." Antonio's smile fell slightly, "Well uh...that beats my one pair even though it's high."
Sadique smirked and reached out towards the center of the table to collect his gold while his companions breathed sighs of relief.
"Hang on a moment. I may not know fully what I am doing...but I am still playing I believe."
All eyes turned to the eighth occupant of the table that had been being so quiet and calm the entire time that in their excitement they had forgotten about him.
Antonio clapped his hands.
"Ludwig! I nearly forgot you were still in. What do you have?"
Sadique raised an eyebrow and withdrew his arms from the table to wait patiently.
"Well uh...I don't know."
Ludwig laid the cards before him and turned to Antonio.
"What do I have?"
Antonio's eyes lit up and he jumped from his chair in utter joy.
"Gracias al Señor! You've got a full house!"
Francis and Gilbert leapt from their seats as well and grabbed hands in a little, slightly drunken, dance.
"We did it! We're going on!"
Antonio hugged Ludwig, temporarily forgetting the German's issue with physical contact, before he swept up the tickets, while Francis and Gilbert collected the rest of the winnings into their bags.
Ludwig was slightly caught off guard enough to not push Antonio off him but his piercing blue eyes seemed to lighten a little bit as he smiled slightly.
"We're going to America?"
"No mates." The barkeep interrupted pointing at the clock, "Hetalia goes to America, in five minutes."
"Ah scheize!" Gilbert exclaimed grabbing his brother's arm and rushing out the door with Francis and Antonio following close behind.
The quad raced towards the ship throwing excited exclamations back and forth to each other as they dodged around the onlookers.
"Hey hold up!" Gilbert shouted at a lower deck manager who was starting to raise the bridge, "We're passengers."
"Si we're passengers." Antonio grinned waving the tickets in front of the startled man's face.
"And you've been through inspection already?"
"Wi Monsier." Francis smiled, "Anyways we don't carry any foreign diseases. We're Americans. All of us."
The man raised an eyebrow, looking the group of Americans over before he stepped aside.
"Come on quickly then."
"Si!" Antonio exclaimed as he darted past the man and headed his way onto the third class deck. He leaned out waving over the rail as the other three joined him.
"Despedida!"
"Au revoir!"
"Auf Wiedersehen!"
"Fare well."
The onlookers far below waved back and called farewells to their loved ones and strangers alike as the ship horn blew once again and the Hetalia began making its way out of the harbor and towards the coastal waters.
"The ship was moving so fucking slow at first that if it weren't for the fact that the people on the dock were getting smaller I would never have noticed."
"The world ahead of me had never looked so bright while at the same time looking so frightening. All I could see ahead was that immense expanse of water. Sometimes I wondered what truly awaited me at the end of that long voyage."