Mama Bird


Lovino felt himself being manhandled out of his cell and being strapped into a wheel chair.

It was too early for this.

He tried moving his head, getting very little results. He was able to see Hungary and Hong Kong being pulled from their cells as well.

Oh, it was time for that.

While Lovino wanted to get out of this God foresaken prison, he had been hoping he would get a little more time. He really wasn't one for work.

He was in the front of all the wheel chairs, so he couldn't see the other four behind him. That was annoying.

His wheel chair came to a half and he felt a prick in his neck. We're they injecting him with something?!

"Hey! Injecting me with your testing bullshit was not part of the plan! Bastard!"

They swabbed the spot they stuck the needle in and pushed him along, moving onto their next victim.

Aw, poor Canada.

He was pushed along and outside. The sun felt odd on his skin, a sensation he hadn't felt in a while. He wondered how Canada and Prussia would handle it, at least Lovino had the windows. They had been confined for ages, and judging by their skin tones they would need a lot of sun screen.

He was released from the confining wheelchair and pushed forward. Boxes were in front of him, loaded with... Clothes?

Lovino saw Hungary's infamous dress among the pile and figured these were his "villain" clothes. Sweet.

Lovino found his old, tan, military looking uniform. He put a red button up on, a black tie, and the tan outfit on. He pulled up his knee high, brown, lace up boots, trying hard to keep the smile off his face. It was like putting on a glove!

Slowly, the others began to trickle out. Canada came out next, putting on a large, fur coat with a similar tan, outfit beneath it. He had lace up brown boots as well, and a holster on his back for... A hockey stick maybe?

Next came Prussia. He did a little dance when he got out of his chair and sprinted over to the boxes of clothes. He pulled out a navy blue uniform, that was similar to Lovino's is design, just not color.

After that came Hong Kong. He put one a completely different outfit, a red robe type thing. Lovino kind of wanted to call it a Kimono, but he was pretty sure that wasn't correct.

Then lastly, Hungary, who put on a long green dress, an apron, and lace up boots. She too had a holster on her back, though it looked vagualey like it was meant to fit a frying pan.

Weird ass weapons.

"Alright! Now, here are the two super heroes who will be working with," Romulus announced.


Matthew was immensely glad Alfred didn't step out from behind the wall.

Out came China and Italy. He didn't really have a problem with either of them, so he was okay.

Unfortunately, there were people there who did have problems with them.

Romano's smile immediately turned into a scowl and he glared at Italy, as if hoping he would suddenly get laser vision and incinerate the Italian. Unfortunately, that didn't happen.

Hong Kong too had a reaction, though a different one than Romano. His impassive face had a flicker of emotion, resentment if Matthew had to guess, but went back to it's impassive state nearly a second after.

"I'm sure you all know who these two are, this is-"

Before Romulus could continue Romano spoke up, "what the absolute fuck! That's it, I'm out, take me back to my cell, I don't give a fuck. Bastard, you never mentioned this!"

Matthew was pretty sure Hong Kong was nodding along.

"You didn't ask."

"It was implied! Manipulative bastard, and what even makes you think this plan will work! Five against two? Are you brain dead!?"

Romulus shook his head and pulled out his phone. Suddenly he tapped a button and Romano screamed, grabbing his neck, dropping to his knees.

"We injected all of you with a chip. The chip contains poison, try anything funny, we kill you. It can also release electrical currents, like this," Romulus tapped his phone again and Romano screamed, digging his nails into his neck, resting on his hands and knees.

"Stop it! You're going to kill him!" Matthew shouted, running over to Romano.

Romulus looking like he was about to tap his phone again, in a different spot this time, but China put an arm on his shoulder and he didn't.

"You fucking idiot! He might go into shock!" Matthew shouted.

When Matthew pulled Romano's hand away Romano let out a groan of pain. The area was red, some parts bleeding from where Romano dug his nails in.

"Can someone get me some bandage?"

He looked up and saw Italy quietly hand him a first aid kit. Matthew opened it and pulled out some wipes and dabbed the areas of injury.

"He should be fine. Probably exhausted though," Matthew snapped, glaring at Romulus.

Romano let out a sniffle, "thanks."

Matthew's eyes widened. When Romano lifted his face, there we're visible tear tracks. He also had blood coming from his mouth and nose.

"It's fine, it is- was my job," Matthew said, smiling warmly, using another wipe to wipe away the blood and tears.

Matthew stood up, "you shouldn't do that multiple times to a human, he heals at a slower rate than most meta humans, if you did that one more time there's a good chance he would've died!"

Romulus almost seemed to be in a state of shock himself, "right... I forgot."

Matthew pulled Romano up and Romano leaned on him. Matthew didn't know Romano, only heard about his flirt attempts with the guards and his previous life. But, he did feel bad for him. He heard the stories, how Romano was Italy's older brother. He also heard that Italy was the one that put him away.

He knew he would've reacted the same if Alfred had been here.

Matthew looked at Romulus, waiting for him to give them their mission details. Romano was silent, practically clinging to Matthew's coat.

It vaguely reminded Matthew of when Alfred would cling to him during a thunder storm.

Matthew noticed Prussia giving him an odd look, one he couldn't place. He gave him a warm smile and waved, causing Prussia to look down, his cheeks tinted red.

Hmm, weird guy.


Leon wished he had a phone to play with. Something he could take apart and tinker with, he wanted a distraction.

He could feel his father's eyes, boring into him. It made him want to crawl into a dark hole and never leave.

Leon still couldn't believe what had happened to Romano. To think, if he had been vocal about his distaste for the situation, that could've been him.

It was a chilling thought.

He saw Hungary go over as well, talking to the pair quietly. How odd, they had been released for maybe ten minutes and were already bonding.

It was actually kind of cute.

But, Leon had no interest and attempting to converse with them. Leon could say in all honestly that he had no friends.

Well one, but he wished they were more than friends.

Emil, where are you?


Elizabeta softly tried to comfort Romano, feeling pity for him. He was stuck working for the brother that put him in here. It wasn't fair.

She spared a look at Hong Kong, noticing he still had his usual, impassive expression. He couldn't be happy either, wasn't China one of his adopted fathers?

"Alright, I'll give you the details about the mission. We're going to the heart of Hetalia, that's where we believe the suspects are hiding. According to reports, they're going to break the amulet and release the demon inside. The demon inside's name is Lilith. She's known as the first demon."

The group's eyes widened. That was... A big mission.

"Central Hetalia is currently being evacuated, we shouldn't have to worry about citizens getting in the way. Please, try to cause as minimal destruction as possible."

"Kesesesese, of course! Wouldn't want any of your precious citizens' stuff to be destroyed, or even go missing."

Romulus looked like he wanted to tap the button on his phone, but Matthew sent him a sharp glare.

"Don't want to mess with Mama Bird over there, he'll beat you with that mean looking hockey stick I've heard about," Prussia said, snickering.

Romulus glared, but put his phone away.

"Okay, grab your weapons off the table. Remember, if you try anything funny, Italy and China will apprehend you. Or the chips," Romulus said, pointing at a white table covered in weapons.

Now this was going to be interesting.


Gilbert grinned, grabbing a silver handgun off the table. He grabbed another one, some ammo, and a bunch of knives. Yeah, he was going to be ready.

Just to be safe, he also grabbed a baseball bat, that was currently hanging off his belt. It felt so good to have weapons again.

Canada grinned, picking up his hockey stick, putting it in the strange holster on his back.

"Hey Birdie, sweet hockey stick," Gilbert called. Canada looked up and blushed slightly.

"Thanks, it's not as good as my old one, but it's still nice."

"Maybe you'll be able to find a better one on our mission. I hear there are some great sports stores in the center of Hetalia."

Canada's smile broadened. Oh, that smile had to be illegal.

"Maybe I will!"

"Shoot for the stars, Birdie." Gilbert said, laughing.

Matthew squinted, "Birdie?"

"Yeah, because you're the Mama Bird. Also, you're cute like a bird," Gilbert explained, as Canada grew more and more flustered.

"How disgustingly cute," Romano said, as he picked up a black handgun and some ammo.

"Hong Kong is the Emo Teenage Son That No One Understands Bird. Hungary is Older Sister Who You Hate Bird and Romano is baby bird," Gilbert said, ruffling each person's hair as he talked about them.

"Then what are you?" Canada asked.

"Daddy Bird or course!"


Excerpt from Lovino Romano Vargas's Journal:

"Heaven and Hell #57"

Feather 2 has been caged.

It's probably for the best, he was a danger. If he's locked up, he'll never become like Feather 1.

This will probably be my last entry, the Bird Catcher has been following me. I've seen him, the blood stained eyes haunt me. I suspect only a few more days before he makes his move.

I know he's had his eyes set on Feather 1. I wonder how much he knows, who is he?

I wish I could protect my children, my successful test subjects, but the Catcher surely won't let me. His eyes are unforgiving.

I would love to dissect those ruby red eyes.

I can only hope Feather 1 is not caged as well. I know it will be strong, but strong enough to fly away from the Catcher?

Dr. Native America


A/N three days without updating, crap. I've been busy this weekend, but I'll upload three chapters right now to make up for it! Sorry!