A/N: Next chapter Guys! Only this one will have a little switcheroo, Gilbert's POV! I'm going to be writing down who's POV the story is being told from, from now on. How's that sound?

Gilbert's POV

After that weird knight forced me and Eli (that's my cool new friend. He's almost as awesome as me! If that's possible.) into becoming soldiers, we got roped into taking some fancy-pants ambassador from Clorence to the meeting with King Arthur. That guy was such a coward! He was this little shrimp with brown hair, kind of long like a girl's, and a cloak pinned with the insignia of his kingdom. It seems like all the people who work in the service of their governments do that. But anyway, we'd been traveling for a few days, in a huge forest pass Denier, when I told this Toris guy what a wimp he was. And his girlfriend got all mad at me.

"Like, you know all about being a wimp don't you, you albino ninny!?"
"Pissed you off, huh girl? Kesese! Looks like you actually have enough guts to speak up. Unlike your veak little boyfriend!"

"Weak! He's brave enough to go to foreign country to aid others, while you just skulk around in empty caves for worthless swords!" Her voice had gone all high-pitched and squeaky.

"Hey! There's no way I would spend any off my time looking for anything worthless!"

"Gilbert! Felina! Knock it off!" Eli bumped into me.

I jerked my head over at him "Vhy're you taking her side? Got the hots for her?" Eli flushed red. Ha! So I was right!

"No!" he cried.

"Kesese! So you do! Wunderbar." While I cracked up some more and Eli yelled at me, our company began to pick up speed. Me and Eli were on foot. Most of the other guys were on horseback, lucky jerks! And the ambassador and his girl were sitting in a horse drawn-coach. Asses.

"Hey! Jones! Vhy're you hurrying us?" Why did we need to rush? It wasn't as though anybody else was- Oh. Who were those guys? They trailed quietly after us.

"When I say 'now', break out your swords and run." Alfred said softly to us. We walked in silence like that for a few moments and then- "NOW!"

We broke into a sudden run, and I drew my Twin blades from the hiding places in my long boots. Deimos and Phobos they were called. They were wicked sharp and each as long as my arm. Badass. Eli had his sword out. Although we were hauling ass, the bandits behind us suddenly caught up to us, and the soldiers broke out fighting.

"Oh Scheiße!" The bandits outnumbered us, and they were going for the stage coach!

"Not on the Hero's watch!" Alfred jumped up on the coach from his horse, and somehow Eli managed to get up through the back. The captain kicked the bandit who was trying to grab the reins of the horses right out of the coach.

"Agh!" Eli had his sword shoved from his grip by one of the bandits!

"ELI!" He was going to be run through by that bastard! Quicker than the eye, Eli drew something up from behind him in one of the coach's crates and brought it down on the criminal's head. What the hell-? He brained that guy with a(I did a double take) a frying pan-? Whatever, it was working well! Eli blackjacked anyone who tried to come close to the coach's back, keeping them a decent distance from the ambassador.

I sliced Phobos up the side of the bandit nearest to me as I fought to get closer to the coach. He yowled in pain and dropped to the ground. Then I brought my knee up into the other guy's kidney. I grinned each time I brought another bandit down. This was fun-!

Alfred had gotten back control of the coach when his smile of victory left his face."NO!" I yelled as a knife sprouted from his chest. He slumped over weakly in the coach's seat. No,no,no,no Alfred was a cool guy! He didn't deserve that! Was he dead? Who threw the knife!? All these thoughts scrambled through my head.

Suddenly, I saw who had. She appeared to materialize out of thin air, landing down hard on the stage coach with another man I didn't recognize. Both were scary as hell. The chick was pretty short, with a face that might actually be cute if it didn't have such a hard expression. Her hair was platinum-blonde with a purple hair bow, and she clutched several throwing knives in both hands. The man next to her was tall, with glasses, and blue eyes and short blonde hair. When he glared it was scary enough to scare everybody, except the Awesome Me of course.

The tall guy grabbed the reins and cracked them. The horses took a sudden sharp turn. I saw Toris, and Felina fall over, while Eli almost lost his footing. Looking enraged, Eli blocked the knives that the chick threw his way. But before he could react further the man appeared once more behind him. The tall guy had given the reins to one of the bandits. He punched Eli in the jaw, and my friend fell to the floor.

Suddenly I didn't know what was happening as a bandit came up behind me and nailed me in the jaw. I stumbled, and sliced Deimos up at the guy, cutting his chest. I stabbed him a second time in the shoulder, but then he made his horse rear up, hooves smacking at me. I gasped and backed away. Then I realized who it was on the horse.

Clutching his bloodied shoulder but grinning was that son of a bitch Matthias. How had he escaped prison!? I growled, and he smirked in a way that made me want to throttle him. "Later loser!" he called. By now the bandits had dispersed, and the coach had vanished from sight. It had vanished into the trees.

I couldn't catch up to it, even after I shoved one of the Nords from the saddle of his horse, and rode it as fast as I could. I searched for a long time, up to the point it was getting dark. No-! The coach had been taken,along with Toris, Felina, and Alfred. My chest tightened. Along with Eli.

I tried to regroup back with the other soldiers but they had vanished too. All except for two. Apparently the others had broken into groups to search the woods. But my question was who roped these two wimps together. "I-I'm Raivis, sir. This is Eduard." The boy looked like he belonged in a bakery shop, not the army. He was small with purple eyes and messy brown hair. His friend, Eduard, was obviously one of those scholars with slicked back blonde hair and glasses and skinny build. Both shook, as though still terrified by the very thought of the Nords.

I facepalmed. At this rate, Eli and the others were doomed.

I hope I didn't make Prussia seem OOC, but don't worry I'll be writing more next chapter! Any guesses as to who the lead bandit Nords were? Review and let me know what you think!