Author's Note- Hello, I just wanted to thank everyone who has read so far. I especially wanted to thank those of you, Lunetaylina and DokiDomo, who reviewed. I also look forward to hearing from more of you in the future. Well on to the story...as things start to sink in and fall apart the situation starts to get more intensive.

Disclaimer- Don't own Hetalia, if I did I probably would be able to write a German accent better.


Chapter 3-Evacuations

It was almost like his brother had dropped off the face of the planet. America had simply stopped communicated to everyone…including his own states and closest allies. The small trickle of information coming from the federal government tended to be outdated and not particularly accurate. In the end the personifications of Canada and Alaska were getting the majority of their useful information from watching the news. The images flickering across the screen were making Canada sick with worry for his brother's health and safety.

'Stop thinking like that.' Canada chided himself. After all the emergency response teams were already at the two burning towers. The firefighters were putting out the flames; the police were evacuating the buildings; things were going to be okay. It was true that people had died. It was clear that everyone in the planes would have been killed instantly, and it was also pretty clear that people at the impact sites also didn't survive, but building was still standing so most of the other people could be rescued. Overall, a tragic attack but it could have been so much worse, after all the buildings were still standing.

Canada's train of thought was interrupted when His phone rang for the fifth time in as many minutes. The tinny strains of Maple Leaf for Ever filled the room. He knew it wasn't his brother, because he never called his cell, preferring to text and Canada really didn't want to talk to anyone else. Honestly Mathew wished he could just turn it off the new fangled smart phone, unfortunately the Kyocera 6035 housed the emergency government contact lists and he was currently using those. But after the persistent caller insisted on calling back after being drop, Mathew was wondering chucking the phone at the wall was an option. He considered ignoring it, or possibly just turning his cell off, but one of the technicians gave him an exasperated look. In the end he answered with an exasperated stage whispered.

"Hello, Mathew Williams speaking. This is a very..."

"Canada!" Italy's voice relieved but still slightly panicked voice greeted him. "Ve! Germany! I got Canada on the phone!"

"Canada, are you okay? Have you been hurt?" Over the phone line Germany's stress was could be heard.

"I am fine…" Canada was a bit confused at the question.

"Canada what is your status?" Germany asked with forced patience.

"I am fine…" Then the meaning behind Germany's words finally hit him with all the sophistication and grace of a semi. Germany was probably completely cut off from the news feeds and so he was trying to figure out which countries had been attacked. "So far Canada had dodged the bullet. Ludwig what is going on?"

There was muffling shuffling and screech sirens on the other end of the phone then Germany's direct voice. "Canada, we are evacuating the UN buildings. Ve are trying to get a head count and ve couldn't find you."

"That is because I am not at the UN building."

"Then vhere are you?" Germany was clearly getting annoyed at him.

"I am in CANR control center in Manitoba, trying to make heads or tails of mess." Canada sighed. He was starting to get a sinking feeling. "Alfred was supposed to inform you that I had war games with Russia today."

"Alfred is incapacitated at the moment." Germany's voice was flat.

Canada had had some horrific terrorist attacks on his own soil, nothing on this scale, but still he knew just how much they could take out of a nation. "I can imagine."

"We had to make arrangements to get him to a hospital after the first planes hit." Italy spoke up his voice muffled by the distance from the phone. "There was lots of blood. That building must have been very important."

"They represented his international trade." Canada said soberly, because in truth those buildings had represented the continents international trade.

"That is bad, ve?"

"Yes it is bad…." Canada's focus was drawn by the blinking light indicating that the land line to ANR was active. "Can you to hold? I have a message from Alaska coming in on the other phone line."

"You have been in communication with the states?" Germany sounded surprised. It was pretty obvious that he never realized just how tight Canada's and America's defenses networks were tied.

"Yes, I have been in constant communication with the states. One moment please." Canada said with more offense in his voice then he meant before put down the cell phone and picked flicked on the headset. "Go ahead."

"Mathew." On the other end of the line Alaska's voice sounded a tad bit breathless. "The FAA just ordered a national groundstop for all aircraft regardless of region. Repeat all aircraft takeoffs are ban until further notices. And as of 9:26 EST all military bases are at FPCON Delta status."

"Meaning." Canada didn't have time for chit-chat. He needed to get back to the nations currently stuck in New York City.

"All of our airports are closed. There will be no more take offs and the FAA is considering rerouting domestic planes to the nearest airport. I am not sure what the international planes are supposed to do because they aren't allowed into US airspace." She simply the statement hang for a few moments then continued. "All military bases are restricted to military personal only. All bases are prepared to respond to an attack. The NORAD headquarters is suggesting that Canada also closes its airspace and prepare for the possibility of an air attack."

"Maple…" Canada did his best to figure out what it would take to close his airspace, then he turned his attention to the awkward situation the other nation people had found themselves in. "Okay Samantha we have another problem. The UN was in session in Manhattan when everything hit the fan."

"Great…Just Great. Don't tell me that the UN complex was targeted."

"We don't know." Canada admitted tiredly. "I don't think anyone does. It was evacuated just in case. Unfortunately it this doesn't change the fact that we have over a hundred nations trapped in the chaos on Manhattan Island and no way to get them out of it."

"Okay." Canada could here Alaska talk a few deep breaths, apparently in attempt to calm her rattled nerves. "Give me a few moments let me see if I can get one of the states in the North East on the line to help."

"Thanks Samantha." Alaska made a noncommittal sound in reply and Canada turned his attention back to his cell phone. "Ludwig, are you still there?"

The other line was dead…Canada tried to redial Germany's cell phone and got a message stating that the party was out of the service area. He tried Northern Italy's went straight to voicemail. He scrubbed his face with his had before he pulled a sheet of emergency numbers from his brief case and dialed the Germany's sat phone. It rang.

"Ludwig?"

"Yes…" The relief was palpable in the other nation's voice.

"Thank goodness. I was just on the horn with Alaska, she is getting patched to one of the states in the Northeast. Hopefully we can enlist them to get you out of New York City."

"And what exactly are we suppose to do once we are out of the City?" Germany's tone made it clear he was nervous getting the all the nations at the summit to safety.

"I will request the paperwork required to get everyone evacuated to Canada." Canada massaged his temple with his free hand. He could feel a headache building. "So far it looks like Canada has been left out of the attacks and I think it will be the safest option. With…With my brother down for the count, I am the closest nation can provide you with shelter and protect…"

The land line interrupted him as Alaska didn't wait for Canada to give her clearance to talk. "I have Mass on the line. He says that he can get them as far as Boston. From there we can get the clearance to evacuate everyone north to Canada in a military transport. He is making the arrangements right now to take a caravan of buses south to Manhattan."

"Ludwig, I have some very good news. The state of Massachusetts is arranging for your evacuation. They are currently heading south with a caravan of buses which will evacuate you north."

"Good, Very good." The Germany's accent thickened with relief. "We Vill plan on meeting the buses at…" The sat phone connection went dead.

"Maple, Maple, MAPLE!" Canada swore, which caused the rest of the room to look at the mild mannered country in shock and surprise. He ignored them as he attempted to make a connection with the sat phone again, but kept getting the satellite is busy tone. Once it became clear he wasn't going to get through he switched tactics. "Samantha, CNN and the other news agencies have taken over the Satellite coverage, again."

"Again?" Canada could note the tone pained annoyance in the states voice.

"Yes, again."

"Why does this have to happen at every major disaster? Isn't there something we can do about it?" Alaska paused desperation clear in her voice. "I mean we are the personifications of nations, we are part of the government. Heck the NASA built and launched a lot of the equipment they are using for satellite communication. We have to have a way to override things to get a signal, don't we?"

"Not really." Canada took off his glasses and gentle scrubbed his eyes.

"Okay." Alaska was regrouping her thoughts and trying to give Canada a useful sounding board. "Cell phones are down, Correct?"

"Yes."

"Cell phones down, sat phones down, well at least we have a few options left we can try." Alaska was clearly trying to a level of cheerfulness into her voice, but it just made it sound more strained. In contrast his response was flat.

"Like what?"

"Email, land line, HAM radios, all of those seem to function longer during disaster conditions…" Alaska's comment trailed off, and for a few brief Canada could hear the crescendo of voices in the background.

"Samantha, what is going on?" Confused Canada tried to query the other personification.

"Sir, you are bleeding." The technician's words were barely picked up by the mike, but the owner was clearly unsure of what to do next.

"Alaska, what in the Maple Leaf is going on!" The level of panic was rising in Canada's voice. Luckily the last statement seemed to worm its way into Alaska's brain, Canada heard a deep shuttering breath over the phone connection. When Alaska finally spoke her voice was level, measure.

"Our lives just got a little more interesting. This isn't isolated to New York anymore, nor is it limited to civilian targets. We have no clue how many more of these kamikaze airliners we have out there. I want every person to keep their eyes on the screens. We need to identify every plane that is acting funny and get them out the air stat."

It was clear that Alaska had been speaking to the men and woman at ANR but Canada was still stunned by the rapid fire orders. It made him a bit worried. "Samantha, what in the world is going on over there?"

"They just took out the Pentagon."


Germany stared at the useless cell and sat phones in his hands. Today was not a good day, and it seemed like things only were getting worse.

"Sir, you really do need to evacuate the premises, now." The voice of the security guard was sharp with stress and fear as he tried to indicate the urgency of the situation to the person who was clearly the leader of the group.

"Vhat has happened?" Germany voice was soft but still demanded information.

"We have just got a report for Washington D.C., the Pentagon just suffered a major explosion."

Explosions were a problem, but Germany failed to comprehend why an explosion in a city over a hundred miles away made them need to evacuate the premises of the UN faster. "Vhat are you trying to say?"

"Just that we have a report that that there was an explosion at the Pentagon." The security guard replied flustered as his eyes scanned the sky. England picked up on the man's agitation.

"Buildings don't blow up all on their own. Was it hit by a plane?" The Englishman pushed.

"England!" France sputtered in shock.

"What...You really think we don't need to know these things?" England winced before continuing. "We could be attacked next!"

"You!" France was working up to an insult.

"Calm down everyone!" Germany used his best military voice. It did a very good job of calming getting everyone's attention. Once he was sure that everyone was quiet and was going to stay that way he turned to security guard and asked a question. "Do we know if these attacks are linked?"

The man chewed on his lip. "We don't know yet, but honestly we have to assume that it is related."

"Alright. We all have to assume that there have been systematic and possibly wide spread attacks on the United States. As such we need to assume that the UN and other high profile location in the United States might be the next target." "Sir I understand you desire to get us out of harm's way quickly. But I need to make sure that all of these officials have a safe location to go to. I need time to organize that."

It was clear that the security guard didn't want to budge, but he finally gave in. "I can give you 15 minutes sir. After that we may need to take additional actions to ensure that the

"Understood. We will be gone before the 15 minutes are up."

At Germany's words the security guard was defiantly Germany scanned the crowd. It was true that not all 189 in the UN were currently in the crowd in front of him…but there were still over 50 nations in front of him. With the UN complex being evacuated he was going to have to find a place that safe for all of them. Unfortunately the most of the large consulates in New York City belonged to outspoken allies to America. This brought up the strong possibility that Great Britain's, Japan's, or even Canada's consulate might be the next thing to be attacked. There had to be a solution. Then it hit him.

"Iceland."

"Yes, Sir." The ash blond teen spoke from the crowd.

"All NATO participating countries not in the G8 will meet at you're consulate."

"Okay?"

"NATO participating countries not in the G8 please follow Iceland to his consulate." After Germany made the statement it was clear that several people wanted to make an argument but he didn't let them. "Ukraine." The woman was staring in shock at the billowing smoke columns rising over the New York Sky. "Ukraine!"

"Yes…" Ukraine had trouble tearing her eyes away from the sky. But once she realized who was speaking her attention snapped to focus on him, her cheeks flushing pink. "Sorry…I mean…Yes Germany!"

"Ukraine do you think you have enough space to house rest of the nations in your consulate?"

"I think so Germany." The nation was chewing on her lower lip as she thought. "It might be sort of crowded by we all should fit them if we claim all of the conference rooms."

"Good, all nationals not in the G8 or a Member of NATO will travel in twos or threes to check into their own Consulates in the city. Inform them you are safe and that we are currently working on getting you evacuated to Canada. Once that is complete you will then meet at Ukraine Consulate General by…" Germany glanced at his watch. "10:15 EST. Failure to be at the designated place by the designated time will cause us to assume that you have been incapacitated in some way. We will send out a search party in order to find or retrieve you. You have just over 30 minutes to complete your business and arrive at your designated meeting location."

The crowd of people stared almost dumbly at Germany, unsure whether or not they should go.

England's mouth twisted in a pained, mirthless smile. "I suggest you all start moving."

They drifted away almost like ghosts.

"Where are the G8 nations going to meet?" It was Italy who broke the silence.

"We are going to Canada's consulate. If anyone can get a hold of Matthew through all of this confusion it will be the consulate."

As they walked away from the UN complex through Manhattans deserted streets, all Germany could do was hope that he had made the right decision. He prayed that bringing the world's super powers to Canada's consulate would not them in harm's way.


Historical Note- Communications in an emergency has always been an issue, and in most natural disasters the same issues happen. Usually the first thing to go out is the cell phones. In the case of New York City, there were rolling cell phone black outs as sections of the coverage grid were overloaded. The second thing to go out is the Sat phone coverage, usually as a result of news agencies hogging all of the bandwidth to send high quality sound and video. It has become such a regular problem that many agencies that regularly work in natural disaster situations have given up using Sat phones for communication instead focusing on using the internet and HAM radios. In the case of September 11th a call went out for amateur radio operators. These men and women remained the primary mode of communication for emergency services in the city until cell phones were fully restored.

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Next Chapter- Operation Northern Vigilance. Through the chaos of the day someone forgot to tell Russia that America had been attack...and Ivan had fighter planes on route to North America.