Disclaimer: I still don't own anything. XD
Warnings: Use of "bad" language (really, what is bad language nowadays?)
Use of human names. ( I tend to use human name and country name a lot)
And complete insanity by me~! :D
Ch. 4 ~Finally A Mission~
A month had passed since Prussia had joined Infinity, After acing his weekly exams and a lot of begging and pleading on his part, he finally managed to land a mission.
The task was simple, to bring back evidence that the Governor of Texas, Earl Bates, was infact using tax dollars to line his own pockets and also smuggle weapons to Mexican drug cartels.
Gilbert was now on a plane heading for the states. He was excited, yet still remained calm. Cool and collected. He had a job to do, and if he wanted to keep it, he had to do a damn good. He had to make a good impression. He grinned as he heard a voice in his ear.
Alright Mr. Beilschmidt, once you land, you'll land get into a taxi with the license plate number 124V3. It will take you to a hotel. In the suite provided, there will be a disguise. Get back into the taxi and it will take you to the Charity even being held at Mr. Bates' house. Remember the evidence and don't get caught. You are on your own now. If you get caught, you will be on your own. As of now your name is Robert Kindle, CEO of the eco-friendly company Wintax.
"Right."
In the pocket of the tux we provided, there will be a camera pen. Use it to get as many pictures as you can. Once you are done leave the party and get back into the taxi.
"I got it. Damn and I was so looking forward to an evening of mingling."
The plane landed and Gilbert, er, Robert Kindle, got into his assigned taxi. It played loud repetitive music as it made its way across town. Itwasrathercatchy, Prussia thought. Soon the car slowed and Gilbert got out and checked into his hotel. The receptionist smiled and handed him the card key to his room. He returned the smile and went up to his room to get ready. Inside the large suite, the Prussian changed into his disguise. It was a black Armani suit with shiny black dress shoes. He also found a contact lens container, the lens inside where a bright blue. The hue matched the color of his brother's own eyes and he took a small moment to think of his brother. He gave a silent prayer to Fritz, wishing for a safe return home to his brother and for the old man to continue looking down on him. Ready to go he walked down the stairs and into the taxi.
A few hours later the taxi pulled up a few blocks from the mansion belonging to Mr. Bates. Getting out of the vehicle, Mr. Kindle strutted out. His hair stuck out in all odd ends, yet somehow it contributed to his classy look. His eyes were a deep hue of blue and he had an infectious grin. Arriving to the event Mr. Kindle handed the security at the gate his invitation and he was let in. Inside he began to talk casually at the bar, hoping to find any kind of lead or person close to the Governor. He then got a surprise when the bartender handed him a drink.
"This is from the young lady in the red dress over there."
The bartender nodded towards a young girl with dark ebony hair and a red silk dress. She looked at him and gave him a quick wink. He mentally frowned. He didn't need some young (and more than likely underage) girl hitting on him. He had a job to do. He was about to leave, when she came up to him and sat on his lap.
"Well hello there handsome. What brings a hot looking guy to this boring old folk event?"
It took everything he had to restrain himself from shoving the girl off his lap. He couldn't draw attention to himself. She reminded him of a dog after a piece of particularly Awesome meat.
"I'm Robert Kindle from Wintax. I'm here to donate to your father's charity."
"I see."
The girl looked around and whispered into his ear.
"You want to have some real fun?"
Gilbert was quickly loosing his patience with this girl.
"Oh? Well I'm awfully busy miss. I'm looking for Mr. Bates."
The girl put her hands around his shoulders.
"Oh, you mean my Daddy? I'll introduce him to you later. For now you want to get out of here? I'll make it worth your while."
Why did it not surprise him that Mr. Bates' daughter was a slut bag? But if he could get her to admit something about the truth of the money, then maybe it would be worth it, though he really didn't want to be around this girl, let alone have sex with her. Who knew what kind or how many STDs this chick had. Besides, this girl wasn't his exact cup of tea.
"Alright miss. You've got my attention."
She hopped off his lap and tugged his hand in the direction of the house.
"This way Mr. Kindle."
She led him up the steps of the estate and into a lavishing foyer. Valuable items decorated the interior, no doubt their only existence was to intimidate and show off their worth to entering guests. The girl grinned in delight as they went up more steps, towards the bedrooms. The Prussian wished for nothing more than for the girl to release his captive hand. He felt dirty just touching her and made a mental note to thoroughly wash his hands later. As they reached the top they entered a grand office, a place where Mr. Bates no doubt handled important meetings and did serious paperwork. It was also a show room of sorts, even more expensive décor lined the shelves and the large desk.
"As you can see Mr. Kindle, Daddy has anything and everything. He can get me anything I want…"
She eyed the Prussian.
"Well almosteverything… Mind if I call you Robert~?"
Mein Gott this girl is a spoiled slut, but maybe she can reveal the truth. I can do this, don't give up now Awesome me!
"Only if I can call you Maria."
The girl blushed.
"It's a deal, Robert."
Okay this girl has issues. I need to complete my mission and then get the hell out of this creep show!
"So Maria, your father gets all this money from his job? It must be nice having all these nice things."
"Well….not really. Robert can you keep a secret?"
Maria slid her hand into his. Unhandmeyoudirtytrap!MyAwesomenessistooepicforyoutoohandle.UghthisissounfreakingAwesome! Despite his inward thoughts, he had to convince her to trust him, so he pulled her close and looked into her eyes.
"Anything for you, my dear Maria."
The words felt vile as they left his tongue. He had to keep up this charade. The young girl pulled him towards the office desk and pulled out a file containing uncashed checks for large sums of money. There where a few documents however that caught his eye, however now was not the time to rile through the papers.
"See that amount? Daddy can buy you anything you want. That is if it has any cash value… But I can think of a few things that don't need any… business transactions…"
She cornered him on the desk and began kissing his lips. He nearly shoved the girl away in detest, however he shut his eyes and endured this torture. She then pulled away and winked at him.
"Wait here handsome. I'll be right back~"
"For you, I'd wait here forever my love."
Maria smiled seductively and left to put on something more…skankish, Gilbert thought as he whipped his mouth before pulling on some gloves and taking out the file again. He took numerous pictures of the documents and even managed to make quick copies of the more detailed pages. Thatgirliscrazy.Shetaintedmymouthwithhernastycowtongue.Ineedtogetoutofhere. He replaced the files back in the desk and more than happily made his exit. He sneaked his way out of the house. He headed for the gates, and once clear of the threshold, he began walking briskly back to the cab. Once safely inside the cab, he sighed with relief. Now he could go home and sleep, after he took a thorough shower and disinfected his mouth. The car pulled away and into the night.
The next morning in Germany, Gilbert woke up to the news exposing Mr. Bates of embezzling billions of dollars and helping fuel the drug cartel's army. It was also revealed that his daughter was a prostitute.Surprise,surprise…Gilbert was rather pleased with himself as he sipped a cup of left over coffee. It was 12pm on a Saturday. It always felt good to have the weekends off, especially after a mission gone well. Though today was rather lonely, there was another UN meeting to discuss the euro zone's crisis. Ludwig these days was over worked and severely stressed. Gilbert felt bad for his brother during these times, as he could see first hand the effects it had on him. Suddenly the phone rang. The Prussian checked the Caller ID before picking up the phone and he found it was coming from inside the UN meeting suite.
"Hallo?"
"Ah bruder, can you please bring me the papers on mein desk and bring them to me? I forgot them this morning when I woke up late."
What the hell?
"Sure west, I'll be there in a bit."
"Danke Ost."
Click. Something was wrong. His brother never woke up late and he sure as hell never forgot his documents. Ludwig was a man of routine; he had drilled himself everyday, the same way since he was little. Somethingisdefinitelywrong…
"HQ, this is Gilbert. I think something is going on at the meeting. You heard that call right?"
Yes we heard the call and that was very uncharacteristic of your brother… We just got word that the entire building has been taken over. You'll need to be careful.
"Right, I'm on my way."
Hold on West, I'm coming.
The Prussian arrived at the UN building, fake papers in hand. Before his arrival he had photocopied pages from a book in his library. He figured no one was going to read them, as they where more like props used to get into the building. Tucked away in the inner pocket of his coat, he had a 9mm silenced pistol, ready incase things took a turn for the worst. He hoped he didn't have to use it.
As he entered the lobby, he could tell something was amiss. The usual security guards were replaced with rough faced thugs and the receptionist was missing. He pretended not to notice, until the men closed in on him.Thesefourshouldn'tbetoohard.NothingIcan'thandle. Gilbert se down the briefcase and quickly elbowed the man closest to him in the face, an instant knockout. Another man grabbed for his arm, but Prussia dodged and tripped him off his feet. The thug went down, a sickening crunch emitted as he hit his head on the table. Using the momentum from the trip, Gilbert swung his legs up into another man's face, breaking his nose. The guard went down, cowering on a corner and clutching his bleeding face. The final guard grabbed the silverette from behind, but Gilbert threw him off his back and into the secretary's desk. The man groaned and refused to get up. Having taken care of them, he tied them up using a rope he had in the briefcase, and left them under the secretary's desk, unconscious and disabled.Thepolicecandealwiththemlater.RightnowIneedtogettoWestandtheothers. The Prussian continued into the building.
He entered the main hallway, fortunately it was unguarded. Coming up to a door on his left that read MAIN CONFERENCE ROOM, he opened the door and entered, putting on an aloof façade. He didn't want then to know he took on the guards by himself. That would definitely give him away.
"Oi, West I got what you needed, or at least the right ones."
Ludwig looked up at his brother from his seat at the table. His face went from a slightly happy smile to a look of shock as he saw a man stealthily sneak up behind Gilbert. Of course the Prussian had already become aware of the other's presence and swung the briefcase as hard as could at the man's head behind him.
"Osten!"
Ludwig's warning came at the second the metal case connected with the perpetrator's head. The man stumbled back, groaning at the impact. The silverette quickly turned and grabbed the man by the collar of his shirt.
"And who in the hell are you?"
"Ost that's one of the bad guys! He's got a gun, run for it"
Run? Do I look like a pansy? "Run"! Who the hell does West think I am, Martha Fucking Stewart? I'll have to keep the fighting to the basics. Any advanced tactics will give me away. Damn I'll have to pull a few punches and get hit if I want this to be convincing.
Without another second to spare, Gilbert punched the man in the face. The mane retaliated with a punch of his own. From here on it was a classic slugfest. Prussia had to keep hitting the other, not giving the thug a chance to draw his gun. Finally the other collapsed, too stunned to further attack from the assailing silverette. The man collapsed and didn't attempt to move. The Prussian grinned triumphantly, sporting his own blood and bruises.
"Osten, are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fuckin peachy. Who the hell was that?"
Japan came over to explain.
"That man is one of the leader of the radical group FER. FER has recently been committing crimes in South Africa. I believe they where looking for something here, but so far haven't had any luck. They haven't come in here other than to tell us to stay in this room. They took all of our communication devices with them so we couldn't call for help. We only managed to use the broken phone to call you before they cut the phone lines. We were hoping you would have called for help."
Everyone looked at the Prussian.
"Well I have my cell phone with me right now."
He handed Japan his cell phone. The Asian nation took it and began phoning for help. He then looked at his brother.
"Is everyone okay here West?"
"Ja. Like Japan said earlier, they only came in to take our laptops and cell phones. I don't think they know we are a Nations either, or else things would be much worse. I guess to them we just look like an average group of people holding a meeting."
"Well I'm glad everyone is okay."
He looked around the room. Liechtenstein was clinging to her brother in fear. The Italian twins were huddled under the table, while America, Russia and England were at the corner of the table, discussing a plan of escape. Too bad for you. The Awesome me struck first. The silverette grinned.
"So, Ost, how did you manage to get past all of them?"
"All of them? What do you mean?"
"They came in here with at least 30 armed men."
"Really? I didn't see anyone once I walked in the lobby. But 30 armed men? Holy crap we have to get out of here. If they find out I did that to one of the head honcho guys, they'll swam us like ants and things could get ugly."
"Right Osten. We need to get out of here right away."
Just then Japan return with Gilbert's cell phone. He handed it over with a slight bow and began to tell them about the new situation.
"I managed to get help, however it seemed that Infinity was already aware of the threat and has sent in an agent to take care of this manner."
The room fell silent.
Gilbert, do you read? We need to recover those hostages, however the nations take top priority. We have already sent in another agent to deal with the hostage crisis. Its up to you to get the nations out of there.
"Alright then. Lets bust out of here. I don't want to spend my day off cooped up in this lame office."
Gilbert opened the door slightly, peeking in either direction to see if anyone was occupying the hallway.
"I don't see anyone. Looks like that agent from Infinity took care of then. If there was ever a time to leave, its now."
Ludwig nodded and told the rest of the nations it was time to go.
"I'll stay in the hallway and keep a look out. I'll let you know if someone is coming."
"I'LL LEAD THE WAY~! THE HERO USUALLY DOES!"
"Alfred, shut up! Do you want them to hear, you bloody wanker!"
Gilbert opened the door and stood in the hallway. He nodded and quietly the nations sneaked out. Ludwig joined his brother's side.
"West, you need to get out. I'll be right behind you guys."
"But, Ost-"
"West, I mean it get going. Make sure Feli gets out safely okay?"
Germany knew better than to question his stubborn older brother. He nodded and joined the frightened Italian's side. The smaller man clung to the blonde and together they made their way out. Please get out safe Gilbert…
As the last nation, Greece, made his way out, Gilbert began to make his own slow retreat, never turning his back on the end of the hall and walking backwards to the exit. He then received new orders from HQ.
Gilbert, our other agent has just liberated the hostages. Make sure all 10 reach outside safely.
"Understood."
Gilbert then heard the running of feet and out ran the female receptionist and a few of the security guards. He counted them as they ran by, making sure it was 10 even. Once the familiar faces were safely out, he informed his higher ups.
"All the hostages are accounted for."
Great work Gilbert. Enjoy the rest of your day off and congratulations on the success of your second mission.
YAY! I'm done typing this chapter!
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For some reason it felt like this chapter didn't want to end. oTL||||| I got like half way and I just wanted it to end. TTuTT But I'm done now so yay!
I told du that the chapters are getting longer. Only 7 more chapters to go!
Though I love how in most of mein stories, I make Alfred a complete butt. XD Like in the other one he got beat up and in this one he's just too loud. XD Oh America, you have become Pru-ko's punching bag. Just like Kaito. XDDDD
BUT I HATED TYPING THAT WHOLE PART WITH THAT GIRL!
I WAS LIKE GTFO MY PRUSSIAN DU HO! BU *epically destroys her*
Well hope you liked this chapter und I'll meet du back here after I finish typing the next chapter~!
~Pru-ko