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Chapter Two- Goodbye
Silence reigned in the room, and no nation dared to say a word. Even Italy looked terrified, and America just stared at the screen.
"Holy.. Somehow that just makes my life worse."
"Well..."
"That is so sad!" France gasped in exclamation, frowning. He put a hand on his chest to accentuate his worry. "How would it even reach to that point?" His lip quivered. "How could the future turn out so badly? I thought it would be a nice world!"
"Apparently not, aru." China remarked sadly. 'And from Germany's point of view, his voice seemed to be tinged with sadness, grief, and loss. I hope that if we're going to do something, it will be okay.'
"Well, that's it!" America exclaimed, fist pounding to an open palm. "The future needs us, so we have to help them. And I heard my name, so apparently, I'm still the hero!" He grinned brightly, though his smile dimmed.
'But if I survived, I would be the one to send the letter. Does that mean...?'
Canada looked at the second switch in the eyes of his brother, and it was sadness. "America, are you okay?" Canada asked worriedly. He observed as his twin's face marred a fake happy expression. "What… you look…"
"I just realized something." America whispered, winking. "No need to be worried."
"You're not possibly thinking of using a time machine?" England questioned, frowning. "For all we know, this might be a hoax. From an alien, that seems very possible."
"Limey bas –"Tony called in the back in retort.
"From an alien, Anglettere? I don't think so." France disagreed. "And the Germany from the message seemed to be distressed and sad. The message must have been from the future." France knew these things, really. A person's voice conveys a lot of things.
"It couldn't be a copycat, England!" Italy piped up, waving his hand. "Germany's voice is hard to copy, and when he does send messages, he always starts his messages with Guten tag and ends it with a German ciao!"
"Is that true?" China asked the other man. "If that is true, and the fact that you don't remember it, means it came from a very good impersonator or your future self was the one that really sent this -aru."
Germany nodded his head, though he was not sure himself. "I doubt it will be easy to copy me…. And I don't remember recording something like that. Plus… the I'll miss you all part.. That will be hard for me to tell. This means I was in real distress."
"I believe that this is from the future." America said with conviction. "Tony's time machine project had been kept secret, and Tony had told me the reason why the message had reached us from the other timeline to us is because it was converted into another data, so if it was sent in another timeline the very strands of time will not destroy it."
The others blinked at the logical explanation and decided to think about everything after they discuss everything. The still-doubtful nations proceeded with other questions.
"...The future isn't that nice, da?" At that point Russia's voice seemed to be laced with sadness. "I wonder how much we changed. Germany from that message seemed to be different..."
"Much more laid back in speaking?" Japan suggested, not sure. "That is what I think, Roshia-san."
"True." The man in question answered back.
"Great. The future is desolate, and we ourselves have changed so much that it seems to be incomprehensible to our situations right now. Bollocks, are you all sure that we are going to push through?" England frowned heavily. "The fate of the future mustn't be tampered with."
Azure eyes widened in astonishment. "But they need our help, England!" America pressed. "The future needs our help. It's that bad. I don't know about you dude, but I have to be a hero for them."
"Look at the facts first, aru-" China started in annoyance.
America's glasses glinted in the light. "If you don't want to go, it's okay. Nobody's pushing you, or anyone for that matter. All that matters to me is that the future needs a hero, and that'd be me. I'll gladly take that risk to save them."
A heavy coat of silence blanketed over them, wrapping them in a serious atmosphere.
"Alfred is right."
The others looked up in shock, not expecting that the superpower nation's rival/fellow superpower to speak up. Russia just rolled his eyes, but still kept a creepy smile on his face.
"There must be someone to save the future, but personally I think I want to believe everyone has become one with me already." At this, the nations looked horrified. "But then again, something must have happened to me, that means I cannot. I side with Alfred; he speaks right judgment."
The man in question smirked, chuckling lightly. "I knew I could count on you, Ruski." He bowed his head a little to show his gratitude. Russia smiled, but in a sincere way.
England huffed a little, turning his head towards the other direction. "Of course, I cannot leave you alone. The future might get messed up more than it already is, especially how reckless and dense you are." England decided, determined. "And we have to do this fast."
"I will be going as well, Anglettere! Amerique, s'il vous plait?" France asked, smoothing out the wrinkles in his clothes.
"We-ell." America started, looking unsure. He looked at his extra-terrestrial friend. "Tony, I know the time machine that you're currently constructing is still in your home in your planet... And still a prototype. But how many people could it actually transport anyway?"
"I hope it could bring all of us-aru." China commented, bringing down the plate Italy had given him earlier. "Yet we cannot leave our country just like that. It will not benefit us nor will it help the future, if our present selves manage to destroy it first."
"It's not like our government couldn't function without us." Germany reminded, snorting lightly. They were personifications after all; the represented the land, the people, not the government and the people's decisions. There was a reason why they suddenly became like that...in the wars, of course.
"They'll be okay!" Italy added, trusting his own government.
"Tony says his machine could only transport approximately seven to eight people, and that's the max. If we exceed... Well, there might be no country personification anymore." America shrugged at the confused and horrified looks he was receiving. "Yep, eight only. Sucks, right?" He laughed. "But since I'm the hero, I'd be getting the first place."
"I already volunteered earlier." England and France answered simultaneously.
"America-kun, I will be accompanying you as well." Japan seconded.
"You sound like he's leading a heroic expedition or something." China rolled his eyes in exasperation as he saw the aforementioned nation's face light up like a kid getting a new toy on Christmas eve. "Yep, my point-aru. But I will be pitching in as well. I think Hong Kong can handle my country..." He thought to himself quietly.
"Da. I will be joining as well."
"Ve~ I always wanted to see my future self! And Germany too, so we're going as well!" Italy happily said, waving a white flag from nowhere. Germany didn't have to say anything.
"Heh, it means the G8 will be time-traveling, eh?" Canada observed, smiling lightly. "Then it's settled." He looked at his twin, who was eating pasta. "When will be your departure? You have to call the president and the other officials to inform them of your absence. And also, how long will you be there? You can't just disappear off from the face of the planet for a year, let me remind you."
"Af fink fo abert a monf of tho." America responded, making England's eye twitch.
"Don't speak while you're eating, you bloody git!" He scolded.
"About a month?" Canada replied, not bothering to listen to England's 'very annoying' rant about his brother eating with his mouth full. "Or are you expecting more than that?"
America swallowed. "Maybe more... I dunno."
"But, w-when will be leaving?" Italy asked.
"As soon as possible, actually, Itaria-san. This matter is urgent, and Tony has informed me through his space signals that he is heading towards his planet as we speak." Japan informed, looking at the Red blinking lights on the big monitor in America's living room. "Are we going to leave already?"
"It will not take long for him to return, I assume?" Germany looked at the other nations, who nodded. "I think it will be best to not let this take longer than needed. I will be getting my things from the hotel already, and I assume that all of you have the sufficient clothes...?"
"Yes, we were supposed to have a week-long party with America, did we not?" England thought aloud. "Ah, yes. We were- and now we are planning to time travel. I have never even thought that time traveling will ever cross my mind, especially experience it first-hand."
"What're you talking about, dude? You've got tons of shows with time-traveling as the subject!" America exclaimed. "And it never occurred to you? You've been talking to imaginary people and flying mint bunnies for a long time, and you think this is..." America seemed to be searching for the right word.
"Incomprehensible?" Russia supplied for the tongue-tied nation.
America brightened. "Yep, that one. But alright, I'll be leaving you guys, 'cause I'll be getting some of my heroic stuff as well." The superpower turned towards his timid brother. "You sure it's okay for you, Mattie? I wouldn't want you to be left behind..." He looked unsure.
Canada laughed, his stray strand of hair bobbing. "Nope, it's okay, Alfred. To and be a hero."
"You are going to fucking what, fratello?" Romano repeated as he watched his northern part get his things. "Don't tell me crapola, idiota. This shit isn't worth laughing at."
Veneziano flailed his arms. "But it's true, fratello! And Germany and the rest of the G8 are going as well, so I'm not lying!" He looked everywhere. "And I can't find my things, fratello! Germany will be mad at me for not packing my things neatly!"
Romano crossed his arms over his chest, obviously annoyed. His eyes twitched as Spain entered the room with another suitcase.
"Hello there, Veneziano!" Spain greeted amiably, handing out the suitcase. "I heard that you were going somewhere, and I remembered you left a suitcase last time you visited Romano and I. Here's some of your clothes as well!"
"Thank you Spain! Grazie, grazie! You just saved my life!"
"Buenos dias, Veneziano." Spain looked at the other occupant in the room, his favorite tomato. "Romano! Have you said your goodbyes to your other half? I heard from France that they will be gone for a month or so!"
The southern part of Italy grunted, not really caring. "Hmph..."
Veneziano looked at him with a look of a kicked puppy. Romano groaned in response.
"Alright... I'll miss you, Feliciano." He blushed in embarrassment and anger when Spain laughed happily beside him. "Tell this to anyone and I'll deny I ever knew you, tomato bastardo."
"What? I didn't even do anything!"
"You were fucking laughing at me."
"No I wasn't, Lovino!"
"Shut the fuck up, Antonio."
"Lovi~"
North Italy decided to step in fast. "I'll miss you too, fratello."
"You are leaving the awesome Prussia alone for at least two months?" Prussia questioned, drinking his beer. He watched is his brother fold his clothes neatly in a suitcase and put some books and definitely innocent magazines into it. "But this isn't an order from the government? How come?"
"Bruder... Mein gott, just make sure that you wouldn't mess things up first." Germany sighed, exasperated at his older brother's actions. "Honestly, you sound like a little kid."
"Bah. The government can't handle the pure awesome that is me, anyway." Prussia grinned slightly. "A month, huh? Where?"
"Classified information, I'm sorry."
The former nation knitted his eyebrows. "But I thought that this wasn't issued by the government?" He received a distracted nod in return. "Wait... Does that mean it's self-appointed? That's rich! And you're actually coming with them, even better!" He laughed hysterically, patting the blonde nation's back. "I knew you had it in you to break the rules, West!"
Germany sighed in exasperation. "Whatever..."
"You're leaving? Whoa." South Korea breathed, eyes shining. "That's cool da ze!"
"Hai." Japan nodded to the other ASEAN nations that had come to visit him and China. Said nation was grabbing his Hello Kitty thing-a-majigs and stuffing it in his backpack. "Chugoku-san, are you not going to get a suitcase?"
"We are traveling through a portal, not a plane-aru." China reminded. "We don't exactly have appropriate places to bring our luggage with. Besides, it's easier to bring things on your back than holding them in your hands."
"True."Hong Kong nodded. Taiwan helped the self-proclaimed oldest nation. "But what do you mean by a portal? Are you supposed to be trying it or something?"
"Well, that is what I understood." China shrugged, not sure himself.
Japan waved his hands, panicking. "It's just a code name." He unwillingly glared at his former mentor for the slip-up. China rolled his eyes.
"Zhǐshì zhàogù (Just take care). We'll be gone for at least a month, so goodbye."
"Sayonara as well, minna."
"Norway? Romania? What are you doing here?" England asked, surprised at the two's appearance in front of his hotel room. It wasn't even annual magic meeting.
"We... Heard some things." Norway said in a low tone. "Nobody doesn't even know that I'm with Romania here. We just wanted to give you something that you could carry to your... Time traveling."
Thick eyebrows shot up in surprise. "Oh. Um, well..." 'How'd they know? Must be their magical companions who were there, I knew I felt something.'
"Here." Romania spoke up, sharp teeth exposed. He handed over a...
"Cellphone? I have a phone already, Thanks to the bloody git. " England pointed out, remember ping America's insistence on getting him one. He noticed the model of the gadget. "This is a phone that was popular ten years ago."
"It's a special one." Norway explained simply.
"You're going to need one way or another. What I learned with old things is that they are much more durable than newer things." Romania said vaguely. "Just keep it. You'll need it sometime."
England blinked, but accepted the gift. "Alright, but I still don't know what it does."
"Tony, how the hell did that even fit in your flying saucer man?" America looked at the gigantic time traveling portal. "That's some project of yours- at least future Germany's message actually reached to the time you're done with the time-travelling machine. That could have been sad."
Tony just chittered something intelligible to others but completely understandable to the blonde. "Yeah, yeah, I've said my goodbyes to Americat and Oscar. And don't look at me like that, I'm going to say goodbye to you afterwards."
He bent down and plugged in the socket, watching as it flickered. "We've got to do one more after we return, just as a debt to you, since using your device was kind of unannounced." He grinned as Tony just gave him the finger. "Yeah, whatever dude."
He looked at his watch and noticed that two hours had passed since the nation's had left to retrieve their things from their respective hotels. "Where are they?"
"I'm here, and so is the bloody frog." England's voice suddenly filtered the air, being followed by France himself. "I see that this is actually the device? I hope this will work, since this is the work of an alien."
"Bloody f*cking sh*t, shut your mouth, limey b*tch." Tony griped out in monotone, align France laugh at the irony.
"Oh, Anglettere, notice that even extraterrestrial beings also don't like you! I told you to at least lessen your eyebrows!"
"What is the connection to the topic, you wanker!"
"Ve~ look at that, Germany! The portal's big!" Italy's voice suddenly piped up from the front door. America went and offered the others with a hug, whom Veneziano gladly returned and Germany awkwardly back.
"Alright dudes, we'll just need to wait for Russia and China." America waved to his brother, whom the others actually forgot was in the same room as they were. "Can you seem them Mattie?"
"There they are." Canada pointed outside, Russia walking on the sidewalk while China got out of a taxi. "Where's Jap- oh." He finally saw the other Asian board down the taxi. "Nevermind."
Russia entered in without a word, but he had a certain glint in his eye when he saw the time traveling machine. He was clutching on his scarf as well. China and Japan were chatting with each other, but immediately stopped when they were in front of the machine.
"So that's it, aru?" China asked, pointing. "Well. We don't need to waste any time. We should get going."
England huffed. "We were waiting for you, China." He pointed out.
"Hm. Whatever-ahen."
"Alright, dudes!" America said enthusiastically, grabbing Canada in the process. "We'll be leaving, so..." He looked at his brother. "Miss you bro."
"Whatever you hoser." But Canada's insult was light. He was smiling as well, hugging his brother tighter. "Take care. Knowing you, you might go over the hero business. Just offer help when it's needed, okay?"
"Sure, sure." He rolled his eyes. He patted Tony's head in goodbye.
France (fabulously) snorted, hearing Canada's reminder. "Oh, Matthieu. Mon ami, we'll try to reign in that hard-headed bull of a brother of yours in the best way we could."
Russia chuckled. "That'd be hard, da?"
"Bollocks, it will." England groaned. America glared at them, and Italy laughed.
"That wouldn't be too hard, no."
"Ja, it would be."
And all of them stepped in the portal, leaving Canada,Kumajirou and Tony alone in the room, staring as the device swallow them all and spark uncontrollably. It began sparking off the electrical system and removing electricity in the house, and the whole subdivision. Canada sweatdropped.
"They're gone?" Kumajirou asked, his beady little eyes wandering towards the empty advanced technology. "No more?"
"Fucking great. This goddamn house couldn't even handle sh*t that I bring from my universe with, the cr*p it does." Tony swore, walking towards his invention and checking on the burnt wires. "Bastards should come back in one piece, especially Alfred. The sh*t he does is what wants me to come back in this house."
Canada smiled, now understanding the alien a little bit. He hugged Kumakichi tightly. "Yeah, I hope Al and the others will be okay."
"AAAAH OH MY GOOOOOD!"
America slammed on the grass, wincing on impact. His eyes were tightly shut and he was feeling a little dizzy. He rolled to the side and blinked at the sudden influx of the light.
"Dang... If that was any other nation or human they might've died or broken some bones." He looked around, still on the floor. "Now where are the others? Or was I the last one?"
As he had said, the sky above him turned into a portal and began spewing other nations out of it, making his expression change. "Whoa dudes not on me-!"
All other seven nations with him slammed into him. "Ugh shiz."
"Quite a mouth you have there, Amerique." France's voice registered into his befuddled mind, chuckling. "Don't be like that."
"Erm... I'm not heavy, am I?" Germany asked somewhere.
He didn't really actually know where the hell the others were. America groaned, wincing. "No? Just stop elbowing into my insides, whoever's doing that."
"Sorry." England answered back.
He felt the others remove themselves from him. He saw Japan and Italy offer their hands to him and he accepted it. England however immediately looked around and gaped at what he saw.
"Where... Where in the blue blazes are we?" He muttered under his breath.
The place was indeed, amazing. As they were a few kilometers away from the main city, they could only see few glimpses of what the place looked like. Skyscrapers could be seen from afar, yet almost all of them had a green design on the side. Cars weren't flying yet though, but all of them looked like they were new designs. People were walking on the sidewalk, yet at least they weren't wearing any weird clothes at all. The buses/taxis even looked like they were technologically-wired as well. The waiting shed (assuming) looked like they were modernized as well.
"I-it looks like a movie!" Italy exclaimed, getting stars in his eyes. "We have to go! I want to check on it!"
"Not yet-aru." China commented, brushing the remaining dirt off of him. "We still have to know which country we are in. Who feels a connection to the place?"
America raised his hand.
"Alright aru. We're in America." He concluded, looking annoyed at the notion.
"How'd you know, dude?"
"A country feels a certain connection with his own country. Do you not know that, aru?"
America narrowed his eyes, a little put-out. "Sorry. I thought that only applied to current nations of the year; not for time traveling ones." He answered back.
"Uhuh. Just admit you didn't know that."
"I told you, I know what you're talking about-!"
"Aiyah, you think that-"
"We have other things to worry about." Germany reminded, clapping his hands. "Do not initiate any argument this current time. We are in an unknown territory, technically, and another problem in our hands."
"Nani?" Japan asked the stoic blonde. "What is it?"
Germany gestured to his hands, and to the others. "We don't have our things."
"See? I told you aru. It was better to bring your things in a backpack." China smiled at Japan, who was sulking with the other nations as well. "I held onto it very tight. See? It's still with me. Unlike with you, your things are now lost in time. I wonder where they went as well."
"Stop reminding us how wise you were, China." France pleaded. "I don't want to remember that all my very expensive things were there, for your information."
"Not all of us, you bloody frog." England smirked, knowing a little gift was still in his pocket.
"Awesome! I still got my phone! Alright!" America exclaimed, holding onto his phone that was actually on an ID lace. His brother was actually the one who had thought to make him wear the ID lace around his neck and tucked into his clothes. "Okay dude," he blinked as he looked at the settings. "Dang, even the whole city's wifi-Ed."
"Wifi-ed?" The nation who hadn't talked for a while spoke up. Russia had a questioning look on his face. "What do you mean by that, Amerika?"
"My cellphone's picking up signals all over the place. I think it's city-centric!" The man's face lit up. "That's so awesome! It's like what we frigging planned, Kiku!"
Japan blushed and nodded. "Hai. That is quite amazing."
"I still don't get it why you're so hyped up about Wi-Fi though, aru." China said, exasperation marring his voice. "But what're you going to do with Internet? We have to navigate around this place."
"...Google maps?" Italy pitched in uncertainly.
"... News update?" France commented, putting a finger on his chin in thought. "But do you know the password though? You don't know how to hack." He then saw America looking Russia with a glint in his eyes. "...Do you?"
"I might have learned a few things about hacking." Russia said simply. "And a lot of experience." The others looked at him to elaborate. "Cold War." He quipped.
Russia then started to work in hacking the WiFi access port, while the other nations talked about it.
"Why not check the UN building?" England thought aloud, looking at them expectantly. "If ever the base was moved or whatsoever, it couldn't be changed that far. And it could be mapped in the Internet." He looked at the faucet-wielding Russian. "Russia? Are you sure you could hack in that access port? Security measures could have been heightened, since this is in the future."
"I can do it."
France looked back at the others. "Or maybe the landmarks as well. It'd be hard to move the Statue of Liberty, oui? If we are indeed in New York, then we should see that eventually."
"Maybe. But isn't Lady Liberty well... Tall?" America asked.
"The skyscrapers are higher than ever. They could have blocked the view." Germany rationalized, noticing that some were saying hi to them. "Uhh... Say hi."
"Huh?"
"Say hi to them." The group obeyed and began waving to them in enthusiasm. The citizens just smiled and turned around, going back to their own merry way. At the same time, Russia had smiled his special smile and handed out America's phone.
"Here, is that okay, da? I have hacked in the government WiFi."
"G-Government WiFi?" England blinked. "But didn't you say you were going to hack in the city WiFi?"
"Nyet. I will not do that."
"So I'll be searching-aha! We're near it! AWESOME." America fist-pumped in victory. "'Kay, peeps. Follow the hero!" The others nodded in agreement, and decided since it was particularly America's territory; they had to follow him around. The G8 decided to walk and observe.
And every single new thing they saw, they gaped. Inwardly and outwardly.
They weren't prepared for everything that will happen though.
And they will be in the greatest shock in their lives in the events to come.
Do the R&R&R and F... wow. Weird, but ya know what I mean!