Hello, here's the second chapter!
This chapter's about 1,000 words longer than the previous chapter, although I wasn't planning on it being this long.
Hopefully, I'll be able to post the next chapter during this week!
Chapter 2: Dissapearance
It had been a few days since the incident, and the agency was holding a meeting. Many spies were here, including the Leader, who was Germany. There was an extremely long, round table, where everyone was sitting at, and Germany sat at the end of the table. Prussia and Austria were sitting next to him.
England, who had just come in sat next to Prussia. His injuries were healing, but he still needed assistance, so America was by his side, helping him. Germany's leg was better now, so he was participating the meeting as the Leader, with Austria, who was the second in charge.
Germany coughed, and the room instantly became silent.
"All of you know about what happened a few days ago. Including myself, four agents went to Francis's mansion. You all know very well why. At his mansion, Francis was attacked by some unidentified people. But we know that one of these people is Natalia," Germany explained.
There was an eerie silence throughout the room. Germany continued.
"Currently, we have Francis in the agency's cellar, for he has been turned into…..a vampire. He apparently has no memory of when he was a human. We have not found out any cures to turning Francis back, but the researchers of our agency are working hard. But since we do not have enough information, we will need to send out a party to search for more information later," Germany said.
"Germany! I have a question!" Italy piped up, raising his hand.
"Do not speak before I give you permission Feliciano! And do not call me Germany! We are forbidden to call each other like that at the agency! How many times have I told you!?" Germany snapped. Italy shrank in surprise.
"Ve-…..I'm sorry Ludwig….." Italy whimpered. Germany sighed.
"And? What is your question?"
"Why was Natalia with those people? Has the agency contacted her?" Italy asked.
"That is a good question Feliciano. We don't know what Natalia is up to, and we have tried calling her, but we have had no replies. The agency is planning on sending a few agents to her house, and also ask Russia if he knows about this," Germany answered. Japan raised his hand.
"What is it Kiku?"
"Who are the agents that will be going?" Japan asked.
"I was planning on deciding right now, since everyone is here. But we will only be sending high-class agents," Germany announced.
"Let me go, Ludwig," England said. All eyes turned to England.
"But! You can't! You're still hurt Artie!" America exclaimed.
"Alfred's right. You're hurt and we don't want you to get worse," Germany said.
"I know. But I still want to go. I want to find out what's happening for myself," England replied. Germany thought for a moment.
"Alright. But you have to be careful, since you're not healed completely yet," Germany said. England sighed with relief.
"Thanks, Ludwig."
Germany looked around the room.
"Is there anybody else that would be willing to go? This is a rather dangerous mission, since we don't know what could happen," Germany said.
"I'll go! If Artie's going, then I have to go to protect him!" America shouted.
"I don't need your protection you idiot!" England scowled. America smiled.
"I don't want to protect you, but as the hero, I can't ignore an injured person, so I'll go with you!" America grinned. England put his hand on his forehead.
"Okay; Alfred, you're going on this mission. Is there anybody else that's willing to go? It would be good if two more people went," Germany said loudly.
"If I am good enough for the job, I will go," Japan offered. Germany looked surprised.
"Of course Kiku. It'd be great if you could go," Germany responded.
"I'll go too West," Prussia barged into their conversation.
"But Bruder..."
"So you're not satisfied with me?" Prussia asked. Germany couldn't say anything back.
"Th-that's not what I meant…"
"Then I'm going!" Prussia smiled. Germany sighed.
"It's decided then. Arthur, Alfred, Kiku, and Gilbert will be going on the mission," Germany announced. "There will be another meeting soon, after the agents come back, so please be ready. We never know when a new mission will pop up. That's all for right now."
Everybody started to get out of their seats, as the meeting ended. England stood up and pushed his chair in. His shoulder hurt; but it didn't bother him as much anymore.
"Artie, I need to help you. Your injuries still hurt, don't they?" America said.
"Stop it, you bloody git. I'm not an old man," England snapped. America frowned, but he stayed by England's side.
"Arthur, Alfred, Kiku, and Gilbert! Could I talk to you four?" Germany shouted. Arthur and Alfred looked up. They both walked over to Germany.
"What is it Ludwig? Is it about our mission?" England asked. Germany nodded. Prussia and Japan were next to America and England.
"Yes. You four will go tomorrow morning. You should prepare today. You never know what will happen," Germany advised. The four nodded.
"….be careful," Germany said. Prussia grinned.
"It's not like you West! It's just a visit to Belarus and Russia's house!" Prussia laughed.
"I agree with Gilbert-san. There is nothing to worry about, Ludwig-san," Japan said.
"You can count on the hero!" America exclaimed.
"Don't worry about us, Ludwig," England said. Ludwig smiled.
"Come back safely."
When England and America exited the meeting room, England stopped in the middle of the hall.
"What's wrong Artie? Does your shoulder hurt?" America asked. England shook his head.
"Let's go see Francis," he answered. America jumped up in shock.
"But…he doesn't have his memory…and what if we get bitten!?" America yelped.
"He's in a cellar you idiot! And…I'm going to take a look," England replied. He suddenly looked up at America.
"It's not like I'm worried about him!"
America smiled.
"Let's go then."
The two headed for the prison, which was below the training room. England went down the dark stairs, with America shivering behind him.
"Uh, do you want to go back?" America trembled. England smirked.
"Are you scared of the prison?" England sneered.
"No! I just…..don't like it there….."America trailed off. England turned away from America.
"Oh well, I'll just go by myself then," England said
"Wait! I'll go with you….." America said reluctantly.
The two walked down the stairs and to the cellar. When they arrived, there were a few guards around the entrance. They saluted, as England and America came in.
"Where's Francis Bonnefoy?" England asked.
"In the last cellar," one of the guards replied. England nodded. Then, he walked down to the last cellar, where he saw France. But England couldn't believe his eyes.
France was indeed in the last cellar, but he looked very different from before. His eyes were a crimson red, and he was lying on the floor. His clothes were dirty and tattered. America was frozen in place, staring at France.
"….Francis?" England gasped. France looked up at England. There was no response.
"That's…..Francis?" America said, eyes wide. France sat up in his cellar and continued to stare at England.
"…..the shadows….."
"What?" England looked surprised. France was silent for a moment, and then he spoke.
"…..they want to kill you….." France whispered. England eyes widened.
"What do you mean Francis?" England asked.
"Who are you? What do you want with me?" France asked. England and America were thunderstruck.
"Don't you remember me?" England said. America glanced at England.
"He really doesn't remember anything..." America trailed off.
"…go away," France said.
"But…" England started.
"Go away!"
England didn't say anything. America looked at France, then England.
"Artie…" America trailed off. England was shocked at France's reaction.
"Ha…that frog…he doesn't even remember me…"England laughed. America looked at England in surprise. England looked away. "…let's go, Alfred."
Then, without waiting for America's response, England left and walked up the stairs. When the two returned from the cellar, Italy was next to the door.
"Hi Arthur and Alfred," Italy smiled.
"Hi Feliciano…" England said.
"You went to see Francis, right?" Italy said. England and America nodded. Italy sighed.
"He's been like that since he's been turned into a vampire," Italy said. There was a silence. "Hey, you guys?" Italy said. America and England both looked at Italy.
"What is it Feliciano?" England asked.
"You've got to get the guys that turned Francis into a vampire. We have to turn Francis back! The Francis in the cellar…he's not the Francis I know," Italy said. America and England were silent for a moment.
"Why us?" England asked. Italy didn't respond.
"I-I don't know. It's just, something tells me that you two have the ability to get to the bottom of this case," Italy said. England and America were surprised at his words.
"You can count on us, Feliciano," England said.
"Don't worry! The hero can do anything!" America exclaimed. Italy nodded and smiled.
-The Next Day-
America, England, Japan, and Prussia were outside Belarus's house. They were all stiff, and had serious looks. America was trying to be serious, but it was apparently too hard for him.
"Hey! Can I eat a hamburger? I'm really hungry and I need to eat!" America exclaimed. England looked at America disapprovingly.
"Really? Right now? You're fat enough, Alfred," England said. America gasped.
"Hey! I'm not fat!" America shouted.
"Stop it, you two!" Prussia hissed in annoyance.
"I will ring the doorbell," Japan said. Japan pushed the doorbell.
Ring-…..
There was no response.
"I-I will try again."
Ring-…
There was still no response.
"Maybe she's not here," Prussia said. England shrugged.
"Maybe she's out for a hamburger!" America exclaimed.
"Just shut up," England groaned. Japan frowned.
"What should we do?" Japan asked. England sighed.
"Should we go visit Ivan then?" England suggested.
"I agree with Arthur-san," Japan said. The four decided to visit Russia, since they couldn't find Belarus.
-A Few Hours Later-
"Hey Ivan!" England knocked on the door. There was a silence. Then, Russia appeared from behind the door.
"Oh hi. What is it? It's rare for this many people to be here; especially this combination," Russia said. England frowned.
"…that doesn't really matter. Have you seen Natalia?" England asked. Russia froze. He started shaking at the thought of Belarus.
"Th-thankfully, no…..did you need her?" Russia asked.
"Yeah! We wanted to ask her something!" America exclaimed. Just as he was about to say everything, England covered his mouth.
"Ack! Stop doing that Artie!" America struggled. England sighed. 'This guy really shouldn't be a spy…' England thought.
"What did you want to ask her? ...did she do something?" Russia asked.
"It is not something very important, so you have nothing to worry about, Ivan-san," Japan said. "Um, has Natalia-san been strange recently?" Russia frowned and cocked his head.
"Not really. I mean, I don't really know what Natalia does when she's not chasing me…..come to think of it, she hasn't visited my house recently. I think she's out somewhere, like a vacation? But then, where would she be?" Russia started to talk to himself.
"Hmm. Okay. Thank you very much for your cooperation, Ivan-san," Japan thanked Russia. Russia smiled.
"You're welcome. Would you like to become one with Russia?" Russia asked. The four couldn't reply to this.
"Uh, I think we will be going now," Japan said.
The four returned to the agency, since they didn't know where to start searching.
"Hmm. So Natalia isn't at her house, and you haven't found any clues….. Also, Ivan seem to not know anything about this….." Germany said. England, America, Japan, and Prussia all nodded. Germany sighed.
"That's not much progress. Well, that's good enough. You four can rest for a little bit. I'll be assigning a new mission to you guys soon," Germany announced. The four nodded, and separated.
England walked down the hallway, to his room in the agency. He was thinking about everything. 'So even Ivan doesn't know about what Natalia is doing…' England thought. England sighed. 'No, there's not enough information. I need to find out more…'
"Hey Artie!" America shouted behind England. England jumped up in surprise. He turned around, irritated.
"Gah! What was that for Alfred!?" England shouted. America grinned.
"HAHA! I surprised you, didn't I?" America smiled. England blushed.
"Y-you didn't!"
"Yes I did!" America laughed. England frowned, his face red.
"And? What do you want?" England asked. America grinned.
"Let's go find Natalia!" America exclaimed. England doubted his ears.
"Excuse me!? What are you talking about you bloody git!?" England shouted.
"You should be more careful about how you speak Artie," America said.
"Shut up," England said.
"When we went to Natalia's house, I found a little piece of paper on the ground! It said, Paris, France! Natalia must have gone to Paris!" America exclaimed.
"Why didn't you say that during the mission!?" England shouted.
"I wanted to go exploring on my own! It's more fun going secretly!" America answered. England sighed.
"We have to tell Ludwig," England said.
"No! I want to go without telling him!" America replied.
"What are you two doing?" a bright, cheery voice said. England and America turned around, and saw Spain and Romano behind them.
"Spain! What are you doing!?" England gasped. Spain smiled.
"Can we go with you two? I haven't been assigned such an exciting mission in so long!" Spain said.
"Hey! Don't count me in without my permission you bastard!" Romano snapped at Spain.
"Why not? It seems really fun! You haven't been on a mission for a really long time, right Romano?" Spain said.
"Well, yeah, but…" Romano started.
"Then it's settled! We're going to find Natalia!" Spain exclaimed.
"Okay! I'll be the hero, and you three can be my backup!" America shouted.
"I'm not your backup!" Romano shouted, but America ignored him. They started to walk down the hall without waiting for England.
England sighed deeply. 'Ludwig's going to get pretty mad at us…' he thought.
The four stepped off the airplane in Paris. It was nearly 7:00PM, and the lights of the city were bright.
"I hope you're right Alfred. We'll probably need to spend the night here…" England muttered. He seemed to hate coming to France; spending the night there was worsening his mood.
"Okay, so we're looking for Natalia right?" Spain asked. "Wait; what does Natalia look like?" England looked at Spain.
"Seriously?"
Spain frowned.
"I haven't met Natalia before!" Spain exclaimed. Romano was looking depressed.
"Natalia's a woman with long, silver hair and she has a bow in it! She's also really cute!" America responded. Romano looked up.
"Really?" Romano asked.
"Lovino, let's get to work!" Spain said. England sighed. 'Why do I have to be with these lunatics?' he thought. The three were lively chatting, when England caught a glimpse of long, silver hair. His emerald eyes widened.
England dashed through the crowd of people.
"Artie!?" America exclaimed. England gritted his teeth. 'That woman! It was definitely Natalia!'
America, Spain, and Romano ran after England. England ran after Belarus with all his might, trying not to lose sight of her.
"Artie! Wait for us!" America shouted. England hid behind a wall, as Belarus stopped to talk to somebody. America stopped next to England behind the wall.
"What are you doing Artie!?" America asked England. England glared at America.
"Quiet! I've found Natalia!" England hissed. America, Spain, and Romano were shocked. England took a glance. He saw Belarus still talking to someone- which was Lithuania!
'Why's Natalia talking to Toris? What are they both doing in France?' England thought. Then, Belarus and Lithuania parted.
"Antonio and Lovino! You two go after Toris! Alfred and I will follow Natalia!" England ordered.
"Arthur! Don't you dare give me orders-" Spain started.
"Lovino! Don't let Antonio wander off like the previous missions!" England said.
"No way! I got in trouble because of that stupid bastard-" Romano shouted.
"Hey, I'm the boss Lovino!" Spain exclaimed.
"Just go after Toris!" England snapped. England and America passed through the crowd and outside the airport. England looked around.
"Did we lose her?" England gasped.
"She's over there!" America pointed to a woman wearing a brown cloak. She did have long, silver hair and there was a bow in hair.
"Let's go! We can't lose her!" England said. America and England dashed after Belarus. Belarus walked across the street, and just as America and England arrived, the pedestrian light turned red.
"Dammit!" England hissed. America watched Belarus, as she walked into an alley.
"Natalia walked into an alley!" America exclaimed. Just as England was about to respond, the light turned green.
"Come on! We have to follow her!" England exclaimed. The two ran across the road and to the other side. "Where did she go!?" England asked.
"That alley!" America ran across the sidewalk and into an alley. England followed America. They came to a cross, and America stopped abruptly, England almost crashing into him.
"There's three ways…" America trailed off. England looked all ways, when he saw somebody turn right on the left path.
"This way!" England exclaimed. He ran down the left alley, and turned right. The alleys were dark, and England couldn't see that far. He saw a figure turn left at the end of the alley. England ran after the figure, which he could only barely see. He came to an alley, when he noticed that he couldn't see the figure anymore. Even more surprising, the alley was a dead end!
"What!?" England gasped. He stopped, confused. 'I did see Natalia come this way. That was definitely her brown cloak…' he thought. England panted. He had ran most of the way from the airport without stopping, and he wasn't like America who had endless amounts of stamina.
"Artie?" America called. He walked down the dark alley behind England.
"This is a dead end Artie! Why did you come this way?" America frowned. England was bewildered.
"I did see Natalia come this way!" England shouted.
"Then why isn't she here?" America asked. England couldn't reply. America sighed.
"Maybe it was just your mind. Come on now! This alley is too dark and it's scaring me! I feel like something's going to come out any moment…" America shivered.
England was silent for a moment. 'Was that really just my mind?' he thought. England sighed. 'I must be tired,' England thought.
"Sorry. Let's go Alfred," England said.
"Hurry up! We have to get back to Antonio and Lovino too!" America exclaimed.
Just as America and England were about to go back, there was a sound. They both froze in position.
"Was that just me?" America whispered.
"I heard it too," England said.
There were more rustles and this time footsteps.
"Aaaaaahhh!" America shrieked. He instantly flushed red.
England sighed.
"You're scared way too easily, Alfred…" England trailed off.
"I'm just a person that's always scared!" America shouted.
…gi…...st..e...
"? What was that?" England said.
…give us the stone…
"D-d-did you hear that!?" America stammered.
Suddenly, five dark figures jumped out of nowhere and surrounded the two. They were all covered with long, black cloaks, and it was impossible to tell their facial features.
"Hey! What are these guys!?" America exclaimed.
"Well, they don't seem to be too friendly," England said. England glanced at America. "Do you have anything to fight with?" England asked.
"I have my gun. What about you?" America replied.
"I'll be able to use some light magic," England answered. America sighed.
"That's all?"
"It's enough! Now get ready!" England shouted. America and England got out their weapons.
"We'll need to fight them!"