Walking away from the Old man, Gilbert made his way to the Docks where his huge boat sat, moored to the metal jetty by magnetism. His shipmate Noal waved him down indicating that they were ready to leave. Waving Back he watched the Stronger members of his team, Simal and Nox load the last of the supplies onto the bed. Ivan the Russian co-pilot stood at the ships main deck reading over the ancient maps.
Finally they were ready to leave, just before they pushed off from the dock , the old man from before appeared on the dock and threw something at the decended Prussian man. Gilbert caught the book and peered down at it before looking back at the man. What looked back was a younger man, who looked much like himself but wore a world War two Uniform. His piercing red eyes locked with Gilberts own as his body faded away. Ivan Saw it to and exchanged a glance with Gilbert.
They looked at each other before moving on to their duties. Gilbert took his position at the wheel of the boat as the powerful proppellers spun.
The boat was huge, spanning the size of 2 houses and was about three stories. The Bottom layer was a metaloid substance designed to be rust-proof. The Rest of the boat was wood with large metal windows.
Along the way Gilbert flipped through the book, finding the phrase to awaken the nations and the Nation Profiles down to the fine details.
The Lights of the boat Illuminated the dark night as the boat finally neared the foggy island. The Crew tested their cables as they entered the fog, turning the boat towards the Islands main jetty.
After 2 hours of navigating through the fog, the Mysterious Island of the Nation Myth loomed into view. A large Building was at the center of the island as the boat loomed closer. Soon they had arrived at the Islands ancient jetty. The old gangplanks looked withered and worn and cracked under the landing planks of the boat. The Team tied the boat to the jetty and disembarked. As they moved across the rickety jetty, they saw that the Walls of the building were covered in vines. A worn brick pathway led up to the building.
Weeds attacked their legs as they climbed the pathway
Gilbert drew his weapon, the standard magnum, given to the Archeologist upon the passing of his instructor. They approached the door and together Simal and Nox pushed against the door. It swung open wit little resistance, seeming to comply with the humans wishes.
They delved deeper into the Building past the main hallway.
There were no Gaurds inside, just a huge Room.
Beds lined the room, much like the Myths said, the Glass panels covering those inside. Suddenly a Voice sounded.
" Dear Guest. Please Identify yourself and State the codeword to reawaken the nations."
"Gilbert Beilschmidt, The codeword is... Second Chance" He said Rifling through the book the being on the dock had given him.
"Nation reawakening begining." The Voice said. From the corner of the room a whimper could be heard as the nation animals awoke from their hibernation. They stretched and yawned before moving to sit in front of their nations.
The Crew looked at each other as the room heated up, melting the icy coffins of the nations. The water from the icey blocks covered the floor and evaporated in the humid air.
Suddenly the warmth stopped and an empty silence entered the room.
Looking over at the nations, The crew nodded to each other and approached the beds.
The nations were still stiff in the postions they had frozen in.
The first bed Gilbert was drawn to held a 23 year old man with short messy brown hair. His bed held the Spanish flag. His eyes were closed but his hand was extended towards the young man on the bed next to him. He wore a pair of tight jeans and a loose oldstyle loose shirt with the top few buttons open. On the bed next to him was a man of about 20 with short brown hair and a curl flicking out on the Left side of his head. He wore a formal pair of slacks and a whtie shirt. His face was tearstained as his was reaching towards the other man. He lay on the Italian Flag.
Pressing the spainish mans finger to the device in his hand. It was a portable finger scanner, complete with a database full of old records. If this man had been registered with the government of that time he would be on the device. Sure enough a profile popped up on the small screen
Name: Antonio Carriedo
Known Nicknames: Spain, Toni
Age: Unknown
Occupation: Classified... Contact Government
It even had a blurred photo of a smiling man,beaming up at the camera. He did the same to the man next to him and once again a message popped up on the screen
Name: Romano Vargas
Known Nicknames: Roma, Lovino, Lovi
Age: Unknown
Occupation: Classified... Contact Government
"I've got two confimed ones.. Its Spain and South Italy from what i can tell ! We found Them" Gilbert called ,looking over his shoulder.
"Ive Got Canada and America over here" Simal called from the far corner.
"Hungary and Belgium over here" Nox called from the opposite wall.
"Japan and China Are over here" Ivan yelled from the end of the hall.
They had found them, found the Mythical Nations.
Out the corner of his eye he spotted and empty bed. Approaching he saw it held the German flag. Suddenly there was a groan from the side of the bed.
Moving quickly around to the side of the bed, He saw that the nation of Germany had woken up already, attempting to reawaken his legs.
"Hey dont move just yet. Your legs arent defrosted enough for you to move them." Gilbert said, using English. The man looked up at him, his eyes going wide.
"Prussia... Gilbert, Your alive" The German man said as he wrapped his arms around the archeologist in a tight hug. The mans thick German accent sounded foreign to the Prussian man who had spent most of his years surrounded by Russian scholars in the Moscow University.
"Umm... As much as we are happy to have found you and as shocked as i am that you know my name, im not 'Prussia' " Gilbert said, forcing a smile onto his face.
Before the German man could reply, a scream errupted from the bed next to him. It was the other Italian that had woken up and whilst she couldnt move her limbs her voice worked fine. Germany dragged his almost defrosted body to the bed and lifted his upperbody onto the right side of the bed and took the girls head in his hands. She quitened down upon seeing him.
"Germany, Your here. Why cant i move?" The girls voice asked.
"Remember what the bosses did to us? Our bodies are just defrosting. Just try to move around." He said gently, stroking her hair as the Other Italian, Romano, woke up, having defrosted due to his rising stress levels. He was up and moving in no time, taking his sister into his arms as soon as the last of the ice in his joints had been defrosted.
Spain was the next to Wake up, practically glomping Gilbert on his appearance, followed shortly by a unfrozen Frenchman.
Soon all of the nations were awake, joints cracking as they sat up from their beds.
After all of the chatter had died down, the nations turned their attention to the humans.
All eyes settled on Gilbert as he stood on top of one of the beds.
Over 100 eyes looked at him, as he gulped and opened his mouth to speak...