The meeting was in dead silence, an empty chair sitting at the head of the table. Alfred would of been the one to start theses things. But, with out the hero the next man had to start.
"Um h-hello, if I could get your attention. J-just for a bit!" Matthew stuttered nervously, his voice just loud enough to gain some attention.
"T-the world conferences c-can start. I-is every one present?" He asked glancing around, his eyes pausing on an empty chair in front of him. Quickly he forced himself on. Counting heads he found only two missing.
"H-has any one geared from Arthur or Kiku?" Matthew questioned, tapping a wooden clip board with his pen. A hand raised, Francis with a solemn look stood.
"Anglettere has gone to visit Alfred's grave, I imagine Kiku may be there as well." Francis explained, his voice flat with warded away emotion. Matthew nodded and wrote on the paper, finally setting the board on the table.
"They'll be here soon then." Matthew confirmed, turning to a white board he grabbed a neon red marker.
"Today's subject i-" He was interrupted by the wooden doors silently opening, heads turning to see.
"I'm sorry we are late, traffic held us up." Arthur spoke waking in, Kiku behind him. Just as the dark haired man began to close a door, a nearly invisible figure slipped through. A smirk on its lips.
"It's fine, please just t-take your seats." Matthew said going back to writing. Arthur walked across the room, several eyes opened following him from an array of nations. He sat, his head turning to the board. The invisible figure slipped into the seat, his seat. The one Alfred would always have during a normal meeting. His eyes glowed a eery blue, that seemed freezing as the snow itself.
Finally Matthew stepped away, the words 'global warming' messily written.
"Today's subject was one of Alfred's favorites." He said tapping the bored with the marker. That was when it started, like a snap of a finger the room changed. The bright lights fading into a code of flickering gray, the shades staking closed. several nations gasped in fear. Several screams wringing from the European section. Alfred smirked standing, pushing the chair out in the process, only making he anxiety level worse. Oh this was going to be fun.
