Alfred cocked his head to the side as he stared down the dark hole. What was he supposed to do? One of the souls was down there? "Um Hello? Anyone down there?" Alfred asked, sticking his head into the hole. Suddenly, something made contact with his forehead. Something hard but soft. "Shhhhit!" He hissed, holding his forehead.

A head popped out of the hole. Alfred saw it was one of a small boy, no more than four years old. He had unruly blonde hair coming out of all ends and green eyes that pop from his pale skin. The green eyes were filled with anger yet something about them was….scared. "Who are you? What do you want?" A shrill voice screamed in a thick British accent.

The older blonde's head tilted to the side. "You're one of the souls? But you're so cute!" Happily, Alfred picked up the boy. The younger felt much differently however, kicking and screaming as he was lifted out of the hole. As he flopped, two long, thick strands bounced at the sides of his head. "Hey, what are these?" He pulled on the warm flaps and the little on yelped.

"My ears you goddamn wanker!" Alfred laughed and tickled the boy's stomach. "You really are adorable! What's your name little guy?" The bunny turned red with anger and bit Alfred's finger. Fortunately for Alfred, his front tooth was missing. "Come on~! Tell me your name~!"

Seeing his efforts were being wasted; the boy stopped and pouted. "My names Arthur…Arthur Kirkland." Alfred smiled. "My names Alfred! Now, can you answer a question of mine?" Arthur looked up at him with innocent eyes. "What is it?"

"Could you please tell where I can find the pirate?" The tiny body in Alfred's arms tensed up, small hands balled up his shirt, and a small whimper came from Arthur. "T-The mean man… He lives in the dark… He holds 19 year old… a-and he keeps us here. H-He torments us… He pulls my ears and yells at me…."

Alfred frowned. This guy must be a total ass to torture a child. "I'm sorry to hear that. But if you tell me exactly where he lives, I'll make sure he doesn't hurt you or anyone else anymore." The green eyes starred at him, full of tears. "R-Really?" He smiled and nodded. "The mean man lives in the mountains. The mountains that don't snow, he doesn't like snow."

A tear fell from Arthur's eyes as his small arms wrapped around Alfred's arm. "Thank you Alfred! You're a hero!" Alfred smirked a little. Hero. I like the sound of that~! "You're very welcome Arthur. Can you show me the direction of those mountains please?" A small finger pointed down a red path. "His favorite color is red. It's the patch of crimson that leads the way."

"Thank you, Arthur," The older set the younger down on the ground. "I'll be going to him now." Yet another smile and wave, and Alfred was off down the blood red path. "WAIT! WAIT! ALFRED!" The little one called. Alfred turned curiously to the small boy.

Out of breathe, Arthur jumped up and down, holding something in his hand. The older knelt down to his eye level again. "Here! You'll need this!" Arthur takes his hand and slipped something into it. Alfred opened his hand and saw a green jewel.

The jewel seemed to be made of glass, green energy pulsed and sparkled through it. It was mesmerizing to watch the smoke inside swirl and expand. "This is beautiful." Alfred gasped in amazement when Arthur only shook his head. "No. It's another curse that comes with his place. It has huge power that no one should have. Take it to destroy the pirate and nothing more. Please?"

Alfred nodded. "Will do little one," He ruffled his hair. "I'll make sure he'll never hurt anyone again, okay?"

"Okay…"

Alfred smiled at the young one and stood. He waved one last time and started down the path again.

"Shhhhit! I need a break!" He hissed, dropping down into the green grass. It felt heavenly to sit down. Alfred had been walking hour- He almost forgot, time stands still. Never the less, he was walking for a long time and needed rest. As soon as he hit the ground he curled up and closed his eyes.

"Why don't you rest on a chair, Da?" A violent chill wracked Alfred's body. The voice was so cold and plain scary. Alfred wanted to cry or run screaming, or both, as soon as he heard the first word. Slowly, he opened his eyes. When they came into focus he saw the frightening man. "My name is Ivan."

The trick was; the man wasn't frightening looking at all. He had a sweet face actually. Purple eyes that were the same lavender as the sky took up most of his face. Silvery hair shimmered at the top of his head. Finally, ears. Ears that looked like they belong on a teddy bear. This man looked innocent and cuddly but the waves of intimidation will beg to differ.

Alfred shook his head. "I-I d-don't see a-a c-chair." With a small pop a wooden chair appeared. A creepy smile crept on his face. "Da?" The cold man watched Alfred as he sat on the chair. The blonde felt VERY uncomfortable just sitting there. After a moment and two more pops, there was a table and another chair; which the purple eyed man was sitting in. The light from around them was sucked away, leaving them in the dark with a spotlight on them and the table.

"Vould you like to play a game of Russian roulette? " He asked sweetly, his smile growing. "To save your life. Are you in?" Alfred chuckled nervously. "T-There are only two people and no gun! Russian roulette is not the same without a gun!"

"Easy fix," A hand rose from under the table, holding a gun. "And now for more people." Three people emerged from the shadows, all of them looking scared for their lives. Alfred cringed and looked at the man. "And why would I do this?"

A smirk painted his face. "I have something you might vant." Ivan's other hand rose. Between his index and middle finger sat a blue gem. Alfred's eyes went wide. "Vill you flee to safety and wonder what could've been?" The blonde starred at the jewel before replying. "I'm in."

"Vonderful. Now let's play," The Russian opened the chamber and showed the bullet all around. "Only one." He looks Alfred in the face. "If you win, I give you jewel. If you don't I get your life. Body and all." No further words; Ivan spun the chamber and popped it into place.

Quickly he placed the gun under his chin and pulled the trigger. There was only a click. He smiled and passed the gun down to one of the other shaking men. This one had long brown hair and crisp blue eyes. He took the gun and tucked it under his chin. With a quivering finger he pulled the trigger. With a click, nothing happened. He sighed loudly and handed the gun off. A trembling man with glasses took the gun next. He placed it at the very edge of his chin and closed his eyes tightly. Another click, another missed chance.

The gun was passed to Alfred. He looked at it until Ivan spoke up. "Are you ready to take a chance and risk it all?" The blonde swallowed hard and placed the cold gun under his chin. His breathe slowed down, his heart pounded in his ear, and a drop of sweat formed on his brow. Nerves ran wild inside of him.

His finger pulled the trigger. He gasped once he heard the click of nothingness. Alfred sighed harshly; he surely thought he was going to die. After several seconds he jumped up in triumph. "I WIN! I GET THE JEWEL!"

"Da, you do, now give the gun to Raivis." Ivan said happily. Alfred looked down at the boy who was bawling his eyes out. He shook his head. "Dude no, Hes a kid, He'll die."

"Da. That is the point," Ivan cooed. "It won't matter anyway. He vill just wake up again moments after hes shot! No vorries." The creepy innocent smile showed itself, assuring Alfred everything was alright.

"No no no. I won't have anyone else hurt," Alfred said. "There's a reason WHY I'm so desperate for the jewels. I don't want to see anyone else get hurt." His eyes darted to the gun in the shaking boy's and. With a daring move he snatched the gun from Raivis and pulled it up to his own chin again. "Give me the jewel. I already won so you wouldn't be able to have my body!"

A soft laughed came from the purple eyed man. "You are an interesting man, Alfred," He stood. "You are noble and brave and for people you don't even know."

Alfred scoffed and smirked a little. "Well someone said I was a hero once. I'm just trying to live up to that."

"You know, Alfred, Pride is one of the seven deadly sins."

"Greed is one too, Ivan."

Ivan smiled. A true smile. He suddenly tossed the jewel to Alfred, who caught it with his free hand. "You got me. Have fun. You are able to do vhat 2 others couldn't. Set us all free. Please."

Alfred smiled a bit at the man's vulnerability. For a moment he sounded distressed. Then his tone turned cold again. "Now leave. There are more Jewels and Arthur's for you to save."

"Yeah, okay. Thanks Ivan," The blonde tucked the gun away into his pants and stuck his hand out to shake it. "I'll be sure to do right by you."

"You better or I'll kill you."

"Lovely. Well, I should be going. Although time stands still, everyone rather sooner than later. Bye dude. Hope I'll never have to see you again."

"Do svidaniya, Alfred. I never vant to see your face again."

Alfred smiled and nodded. "Thanks." After that word, he turned away from the darkness of the table. The light was back and the path was clear. "Oh and Ivan-" he looked over his shoulder to talk but saw nothing but a notebook on the ground.

Alfred bent down and picked it up. It was a leather journal with a strap and gold lettering. It read: The history. "What is this?"

HEY GUYS. WHAT UP? Well As you can see; IVAN WITH TEDDY BEAR EARS! Kesesese~! Next chapter should have the bad touch trio! And LITTLE GERMANY! Or HRE Either one... I don't know yet:P Then the journal=NOT PLANNED I was just looking hetaoni pictures and said to my self "I WANT ONE!" And so that was born.

HEY PEOPLES! Do you want Fem!England? I'm debating... TALK TO ME! I WANT REVIEWS! I gots non for this:( I know like two people alerted...I like to hear from you two! HAHA Okay I'll stop bothering you. BYE!