Just a quick warning, this chapter is a bit darker than my usual and has a mention of blood, so be warned! Scroll further down for my usual author's note.
Fifteen minutes later after piling into two cars, they came to a screeching halt in front of an English parliament building; Britain leapt from the car, raced up the steps to the entrance, and disappeared from sight.
"Well that was certainly considerate of him, now wasn't it?" said Claire sarcastically, "What are we supposed to do now?". Claire, Britain, and America had all piled into the Brit's car with France, Italy, and Ellie following in another just behind them, and they were now idling in front of the building's entrance. "Iggy said earlier that his meeting would only be like twenty minutes, and we were going to grab some munchies afterwards, so let's just go crash at that park over there!" said America while sliding over into the driver's seat.
After yelling out the window to France who was driving the second car, he swiftly maneuvered out of the parking lot and across the street to the park. After France pulled into the adjacent space, Italy and Claire immediately spilled out of the car, and Italy pulled Ellie off to the playground chattering happily, while Claire stalked the two plotting on how to get them to realize they like each other.
Meanwhile in the meeting~
Britain was sitting in a conference room with several other sharply dressed individuals listening to an imposing man with a military air talking about several strange occurrences in the area,
"-several strange killings in the past few days all in the London area, but all the victims had one thing in common, they were all wanted by the police for recent crimes, arson, grand larceny, and kidnapping were among the charges." He broke off there to answer some questions, "Do we have information on the killer's appearance, and how were they killed?" asked Britain.
"They were all stabbed to death, and we were able to acquire this surveillance footage from a deli across the street of the last murder but it's not of the best quality and hard to make out, Mr. Kirkland" said the man picking up a remote from the table.
A video screen that was hanging dormant on the wall flicked to life and started playing a grainy video clip, it looked out onto the entrance of a dark alley, and suddenly a young looking man ran down the street at a breakneck pace and disappeared down the alley. A few seconds later a new person entered the screen but at a slow confident pace, almost a saunter. Just as he rounded the corner of the alley the viewers just glimpsed something glimmering from his hand, and Britain quickly realized it was a small knife. A few minutes went by and finally someone emerged from the alley, but there was only one figure, the second confident one. He was twirling the knife and something seemed to be dripping from his fingers and just as he was about to leave the sight of the camera, he glanced straight into the lens, and his eyes seemed to shine with an almost pinkish gleam, and then the clip cut short. The man backed up the clip and paused to the moment when the figure looked into the camera,
"He seems to be 5'9, has blond hair, and red eyes, but that's all we've been able to scrounge from the clip, he must think of himself as some sort of vigilante because he's only gone after criminals so far, but that may change, you never can tell with these."
The other's started to talk to each other, stating what needed to be done and who else to alert, but Britain was lost in thought and was slowly starting to realize something terrible. As soon as he saw the knife that niggling worry from earlier reemerged but it wasn't fully realized until he saw those pink eyes, and the height of the man was the breaking point, that was his exact same height and he instantly knew what they were dealing with, but kept it to himself and somehow managed to stay calm until the meeting was over. A couple minutes later as the others fell into exchanging pleasantries he quickly excused himself and raced out of the building to the others, but found no cars out front. After a rushed phone conversation with America he started jogging towards the park.
Back at the park~
"Was that Angleterre?" inquired France while lounging against a tree watching America's conversation, "Yeah but he sounded pretty upset, I wonder what happened to the dude?" said America sounding serious for once. Meanwhile across the way, Italy was alternating between pushing Ellie and Claire on the swings, the two laughing while watching him run between the two of them.
"He probably just got scolded for bringing tea into a meeting again, he seems to delight in numbing his tastebuds with such a low class beverage, but who knows that's probably the only way he can stomach the stuff he trys to call food." said France watching the girls on the swings.
"I don't know dude, I think it was something different this time, I've haven't heard him sound that worried since forever ago" said America putting the phone in his pocket.
"America!" came a shout from the entrance of the park, Britain was striding towards them, huffing and puffing from his exertions. "Gather the girls and Italy up, we need to get back to my house immediately." "Dude what's the matter, you look like you've seen a ghost!" said America waving the others over. "You could say that, but we must get going, Claire I need you to come with me back to my residence, I need to check something." said Britain leading them all back to the parking lot, although a bit slower since he was winded from running around so much. "What's up?" asked Claire running to catch up to Britain, "I fear something has gone wrong with the portals I've been using, I just hope I'm wrong" says Britain uneasily.
Third chappie done! I hope I'm not getting too serious too fast, I'm planning on still having the usual banter and fluff between the nations throughout this story, but I have a bit of a plot to work with finally! Can any of you guess who was in the footage? (I practically spelled it out for you haha)
