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Canada was worried.
It's been two days since the incident at the Caribbean and the culprit is still unknown. When he first heard the news, he immediately tried to call Cuba, but he didn't answer, he tried again a few hours later only to get the same result. Canada tried again and again and with other Caribbean islands he had ties to but nothing. And now here he is sitting in his couch hugging Kumajiro anxiously.
"What do you think, Kumakichi? Is Cuba going to be okay?" he asked his pet bear, who looked at him curiously.
"Who are you?" It asked.
Canada sighed, of course even in dire situations Kuma can't remember who he is. "I'm Canada your owner." He reminded, again.
"I'm hungry." It complained.
This is really getting old, he sighed again and frowned. Canada didn't need any more reminders that he's forgettable, he needs some sort of comfort, he needs… he widens his eyes and quickly dials a number. Of course! America! America is always the optimistic one, he's willing to sit through the hero speech if it means getting reassurance that everything's going to be ok. Cuba's probably fine, right? He heard that Cuba strangely hasn't suffered any damage along with three or four others. Cuba's probably in his house grumbling and complaining about something… right?
He stops hearing the beeping and moves the phone away a little. "Hiya Mattie!" America's voice loudly sounded from the phone and Canada smiled. "What's up, bro? Do you need help only the hero can provide?" his brother asked cheerfully, and Canada took a deep breath.
"A-Alfred… I… I'm worried." Canada said, then shook his head, "About Cuba I mean."
"Why ya worried about the commie? I heard he's doing okay. Silly Mattie, did ya even read the news?"
"O-Of course I heard the news!" Canada exclaimed, but not too loudly. "But I can't contact him for some reason."
"Huh?"
"I mean I keep trying to call him, but I get no response, it always goes to voicemail." his hand trembled as he explained. "A-And I'd go to his place just to see for myself, but I discovered that all the flights to Cuba had been cancelled! No one can get in! Maple hockey! How are you not worried, Alfred?! Aren't you worried about Puerto Rico?"
America remained silent for a few seconds and Canada guessed he must be surprised that he snapped, before Canada could apologize he heard America's voice again. "Rico? He's doing fine, he's tough. Besides I called him yesterday and I saw that he's A-Okay! Well, not completely but he's not hurt. Turns out that the power outage situation got worse and he's been trying to call me for hours, it's kinda funny how he sounded when he finally got the line working! Hahahaha." Canada sighed at his brother's care-free attitude, this is serious, but he supposed he should have expected this. "Poor kid, and just when I gave him independence too! He never gets a break…"
That caught Canada's attention. "W-Wait, you gave Puerto Rico independence? When?" he asked surprised.
America laughed. "The day the attacks happened. But thankfully all the hero training I've gave him paid off! I'm surprised you haven't heard, Mattie! You really need to stop playing hockey and start watching TV!"
"O-Oh that's horrible but I'm glad that he's fine."
"Oh, and Mattie?" America asked. "Don't worry about the commie. The jerk's a jerk commie but he's a tough guy! I'm sure he's probably in his home eating his entire supply of commie ice cream cause he's bummed he can't reach ya!" he said cheerfully to comfort Canada.
Canada thought about it a little and a smile formed on his face. He never thought America would ever compliment Cuba, but he supposed he just wants to see his brother happy. "You know what? You're right, Alfred, it's gonna take a lot to take down Cuba. I'll keep trying to reach out to him. Thanks, America."
"Anything for you, Mattie."
"Alfred?"
"Yeah, dude?"
"What do think… about all this? Do you think everything's gonna be okay?" Canada asked, looking down.
There was silence on the other line for a few seconds. "Don't you worry Mattie. If anything happens, the hero will be here to save you!" America declared loudly.
"Thank you, Alfred. And if anything happens, I'll be there to help you too. I promise." Canada said determinedly.
If only he could see how America rolled his eyes at that.
/ / / / / /
Seychelles hid behind Mauritius as the latter peeked from the corner to see if there was anyone suspicious on the streets, squeezing his hand tightly. The wavy black-haired man glanced back to give her a quick smile before keeping a lookout again. Seychelles also occasionally looked behind her in fear that one of the five allies followed them here.
They never signed the contract, they only pretended they did. Seychelles clutched her purse where her and Kelvin's contracts were stored away. It was a dumb plan she knew but it was all they had. They didn't want to sign, but they're islands, there's not much they can do, and the five Africans looked terrifying. Before she could sign, Mauritius grabbed her arm and he quietly explained. Mauritius had come up with a plan. He told her he's going to try to escape and ask the other nations for help.
This baffled her, but he told her to wait until the five leave and when they did, he, Comoros and Madagascar came over. Comoros immediately voiced her disapproval and Madagascar tried to convince him to just sign the paper and avoid possibly getting himself very hurt. But of course, Mauritius was dead-set on his genius plan. He's going to try to escape to Madagascar's house with his contract and then catch a plane to India, his go-to guy. To do all that he's going to need some sort of distraction.
The other two still didn't really like the plan but Seychelles did something they did not expect, she asked to come with him. Comoros objected fiercely to that and even Mauritius was reluctant out of fear of her getting hurt and whatever punishment they're going to get if they get caught but Seychelles insisted. Saying that it'll take a while for anyone to notice they're missing, especially her. Many minutes of arguing later Madagascar and Comoros gave up.
So here they are now, somehow leaving the building without anyone noticing and their contracts with them. They took the papers out of fear one of them might do something that'll hurt them a lot but there a more important reason. Proof. Proof of what happened and knowing exactly who's in on it.
Mauritius looked back at her and nodded, and they went into the streets, hoping they'll blend in. Seychelles is scared, she's terrified but one thing's for sure. She feels a lot safer out here with Mauritius than with South Africa, Morocco, Cameroon, Nigeria and Liberia.
/ / / / / /
Somalia, Ethiopia, Kenya, Uganda, Ghana, Namibia, Chad, and the Sudans and Congos were tied up in a truck glaring at the duo in front of them. Switzerland kept loading his gun, taking out the rounds and putting them back in, looking rather bored. Lithuania ran his hand on the blade of his sword, ignoring the Africans. Both were ignoring the prisoners. Whenever they tried to ask them where are they taking them and why, they acted as if they weren't there.
It was very frustrating.
Somalia snarled at the two Europeans and struggled in his bonds before muttering some curses in Somali. Ethiopia looked at him worriedly, Somalia rarely loses his temper, but considering the situation he doesn't blame them. Lithuania glanced at him for about two seconds before going back to ignoring him again. Somalia looked at the others, who were glaring at the duo, and narrowed his eyes. "Tani ma fiicna. Sideenu uga baxaynaa halkan?" he whispered to the others, only to get many confused looks in return from the ones who didn't know Somali.
"What?" Namibia whispered.
"I mean, we must find a way to escape." Somalia hissed.
"Ya think?" Kenya glared at him.
"B-but how?" Uganda asked, interrupting them from having an argument.
"I don't know." Somalia admitted. "But cannot let them get away this."
"I agree with Somalia." Ethiopia said, looking serious. "This is situation is a lot worse than we think. So, we can't afford to argue." He said this last part to Somalia and Kenya. "We have to think of something."
"You know..." Lithuania began, looking rather disappointed in them. "Normally when you're in a conversation that you don't want the others to hear, you talk quietly." The Africans froze at that statement which made Lithuania smirk slightly. "Not that it matters, really. Escape is impossible"
"You're pretty cocky." Ghana commented in distaste.
"Lithuania cocky? No. He's just stating facts." Switzerland said, still grinning.
"You're never gonna get away with this!" Kenya snarled, struggling in her bonds.
"Oh be quiet, won't you? Don't make this more difficult for you than it needs to be. You're already going to be at the African's mercy and you've already seen just how cruel they really are. Possibly the most bloodthirsty of us all."
Well, that did not sound good at all and the Africans started to get scared at the thought of what they might do. The five allies looked insane, and they shivered at what "punishment" might be waiting for them.
"What do you want with us anyway?" Sudan asked.
"Your resources, simple as that." Lithuania said, and some Africans flinched at his cold stare. "Your land has a lot more value than you think."
"Oh, I should have known." Ghana snarled, looking very angry. "Of course you greedy Europeans would want that."
"Trust me, it has nothing to do with riches." Switzerland narrowed his eyes, almost looking offended. "It's necessary for our goals and to make weapons."
"And just what are your goals?" Ethiopia asked, raising an eyebrow.
Switzerland smirked at Ethiopia. "You'll see."
None of them liked that answer, and they did not like the idea of helping with anything at all. But it apparently looks like there's nothing they can do to get away, these people really have prepared for this. They have no idea what's in store for them, but judging what they've seen of the two Europeans and the five African allies, it wasn't good. They're at their mercy.
/ / / / / /
"ITALY! YOU'RE NOT RUNNING FAST ENOUGH!" Germany yelled at Italy, who was unsurprisingly failing horribly at training, and resisted the urge to bang his head on a wall. Verdammt! How is it that after all these years, Italy still can't run a full lap?! "AND HOW ARE YOU EXHAUSTED ALREADY? IT'S BEEN 20 SECONDS!"
Italy pitifully waved a white flag from where he laid exhausted on the ground. "B-But, Germany! I'm tired!" he whimpered.
"That's no excuse!" Germany shouted, causing Italy to curl up in a fetal position, but Germany wasn't having any of it.
"But-"
"No excuses!"
Japan sweatdropped at the sight in front of him as he finished running his lap, breathing heavily. "Germany-san, perhaps you are being too harsh on Italy-san. It has been a long time since we fought in a war." He pointed out, despite not having fond memories of that time.
"Exactly. Which is why we must train rigorously for when the enemy finally reveal themselves." Germany said, clenching his fists. "We don't know who is behind the attacks, they could attack us anytime, anywhere. So we need to be ready for when war begins."
"W-What? We could be attacked right now?!" Italy looked around frantically in fear.
"Ja, so-"
"GERMANY!" Italy threw himself at Germany, wailing as the latter tried to pry him off. "VEEEE~ Please protect me~!" The pasta-loving idiot clung onto Germany like a boa constrictor, afraid that if he lets go then the bad guys will jump out of the bushes and kill him. You know, Italy's usual fears.
"Italy… GET OFF!" Germany pried him off and sent him flying to the sky, a ve~ could be heard slowly trailing off into the distance and Germany sighed. Remind him how Italy did it in World War II… Oh, right, he hid behind Germany most of the time. He looked at Japan, at least Kiku is doing well in training. "Anyway… good job in running laps, Japan."
"Arigato, Germany-san." Japan nodded, and he looked worriedly at the sky. "That was a little… extreme don't you think?" he asked, wondering if Italy is going to be okay.
"Nein, think of it as practice for when…" Germany trailed off and looked down in guilt. "Alright, maybe I was a little too harsh on him. I'm… sorry but… I'm worried. I feel like that we have to be ready for whatever's coming for us. I just… I have this bad feeling that… Something tells me that…" he groans and turns around, clutching his head. "Forget it. I must sound ridiculous."
Japan frowned, wishing he could help Germany but didn't know what to say. But he has gotten better at this sort of thing lately, so he takes a deep breath. "Germany-san." Japan began. "I know… you're worried that a war might happen, we all are even though some don't show it. Please do not stress yourself so much, there isn't much we can do except wait. If a war does happen, the three of us will make it through it."
"Japan…"
"Forgive me if what I said doesn't help much." Japan looked away, embarrassed of himself. "I am not very talented in these sorts of things."
"Nein…" Germany gave him a small smile. "It did help a little. Thank you, Japan." He looks at the sky where Italy flew off. "Thank God that his brother isn't here or he would be annoyingly screaming at my ear for throwing his brother into the sky."
"Which reminds me… where is Romano-san?" Japan asked curiously.
"Fratello is visiting Boss Spain's house because he's scared of being alone!" Italy's voice cheerfully answered from behind. Germany and Japan jumped and whirled to face a smiling Italy covered in dirt with his hair messy and leaves all over him. "I said that he can come with us for training, but he didn't want to be with Germany, so…"
"How the hell did you get here so fast?!" Germany exclaimed, it normally takes a day or two for Italy to find his way back!
"I landed on a shrub then a nice and pretty lady told me where to go!" Okay… Italy hugged Germany, this time less like a boa constrictor. "Ludwig, I'm sorry for not doing training! I'm promise I'll try more so please, please don't ever throw me again because I found a spider near the shrub and the pretty lady's boyfriend tried to punch me~!"
Germany raised an eyebrow at Italy's story, but he patted his head. "It's alright Italy, and I'm sorry for being too harsh."
"Does that mean we can have pasta?" Italy asked hopefully.
"No, you still have to run five more laps."
"Ve…" Italy said dejectedly.
Well, it took 15 minutes of enduring Italy's begging and whining but Germany finally managed to get him to run five full laps, in good speed too (thanks to the promise that they will all go to have pizza and pasta if Italy finishes in time). And while Italy happily went on about what sort of pasta they'll have to Japan, Germany couldn't help but smile at his closest friends. While he sometimes gets exasperated with them (especially Italy), he truly cares about them. That's why he was so harsh with the training, because he doesn't want anything to happen to them, and he can't always protect Italy…
He clenches his fists. Nein, he won't let anybody hurt the people he cares about. When the enemy appears, they'll be ready. Him, Italy, South Italy, Japan, Austria, Hungary… they'll all be ready.
Unbeknownst to the axis trio, two figures watched them from a distance, they've seen the whole thing. Prussia watched his brother go off with his friends with a sad smile. "Brother… you look so happy with your friends, you really do care about them with all your heart." he said wistfully. But still… his younger brother is unaware that he's training to defeat his own brother. He doesn't know that his friends will have to… He closes his eyes and a tear falls, and looks at Norway. "That's enough. Let's go back to headquarters."
Norway nodded and holds out his hand. After a few seconds a bright circle appears around the ground they're standing on and they vanish without a trace.
/ / / / / /
"Come on, I think this way is safe." Algeria pointed to the right, and Egypt turned the wheel, so the car can go that direction. As they went into a mostly empty street, Egypt took a moment to glance at his companions. Algeria kept her eyes on her window, looking for anything suspicious while Tunisia kept a lookout on the back window to see if someone's following them.
Shortly after leaving the room with emotions ranging from worry to anger, Algeria proposed a plan to escape South Africa and seek help from the Europeans, with the other two agreeing. The problem was how were they going to leave. Leaving the continent via airplane was the first option. Algeria was the one who came up with the idea, but Tunisia wasn't very convinced. It seemed like the easiest but also the most dangerous, it was very unlikely that the five allies didn't think that they wouldn't escape through there, so the idea was out. On foot was out of the question. And so, car was the best option.
So here they are, in Egypt's car trying to make it out of Johannesburg before one of the five try to catch them.
Egypt has mostly calmed down from his… fit of anger when he discovered that man was also a part of all this and is now focusing getting himself and his friends out of harm's way. Although… he frowned. He wondered how will that be possible when most of the Africans have signed the contract. Perhaps they can go to the nations that haven't signed, Namibia is a good choice since it's next to South Africa.
"Do you see anything suspicious, Tunisia?" Algeria asked, looking at her brother.
"I don't think so. I don't see any car that's been following us for a while or a driver that looks like Morocco, Nigeria, South Africa, Cameroon or Liberia." Tunisia responded, and he glanced back worriedly at them. "I still think it's odd that they let us go so easily."
"I think that too." Algeria said, narrowing her eyes. "They're probably luring into a false sense of security."
"Or getting our hopes up only to crush them." Tunisia wondered. Egypt silently agreed, he had a feeling that it's something they would do.
"Whatever the reason." Egypt spoke, getting the siblings' attention. "We can't let our guard down."
They all agreed on that. And after that everything was quiet, the three kept doing what they were doing and so far, nothing happened. It all seemed too easy, which worried Egypt. But after a while Algeria suddenly gasped and widened her eyes.
"Egypt… stop the car." Algeria said, looking shocked.
"Why? What's wrong?" Tunisia asked.
"What's wrong…? Is it just me or I am seeing Mauritius and Seychelles walking through the streets?" Algeria pointed and the other two were surprised to see that yes, there were two island nations out here. What could they be doing here? Are they trying to escape too?
"I see them too!" Tunisia exclaimed.
Egypt hits his foot on the break, and they slowed down. As soon as the car stopped Algeria swiftly opened the car door and exited the car before anybody could say anything. "HEY!" Algeria shouted at the two islands.
Mauritius and Seychelles jumped and quickly turned around, looks of fear on their faces that turned into confusion. "Algeria?!" They exclaimed at the same time.
/ / / / / /
South Africa, Morocco, Nigeria, Cameroon and Liberia waited with emotions ranging from boredom or impatience outside of the building. The rest of the continent was still there, trembling in fear, for a reason. They figured that the nations that didn't sign would try to escape, it was obvious. They weren't really mad, this gives them an excuse to practice their skills in torture and show what happens if they try to piss them off in any way. But one thing bothered them.
Where the hell are Mauritius and Seychelles?
Liberia came bursting in to the room exclaiming that Mauritius and Seychelles were nowhere to be seen and at the same time Nigeria noticed that the two islands' contracts weren't signed. They were tricked. This pissed them off big time. The others can fight or try to run in vain, but trickery? Ohohohoho, that's supposed to be their specialty. Liberia already interrogated Comoros and Madagascar, but got no answers. Not because they didn't spill, but because the two don't know where Mauritius and Seychelles went.
Fantastic. But no matter, they'll fall back into their grasp again.
But the thing is: who's going to go look for them and who will remain here to play with the prisoners?
After several games of rock-paper-scissors ending in ties and arm wrestling ending in the destruction of various pieces of furniture (they're gonna need a new desk to replace the one Cameroon broke.) they finally decided to draw straws. Even after that a lot of stuff was broken. But it was a little hilarious to see South Africa yelling that they're all going to pay, literally.
The five smirked when they saw a truck approaching, it soon arrived in front of them and the five went to the back. The door of the box lifted revealing Switzerland and Lithuania in front of them, the two smirked when they saw them. "We brought the runaways back to you, gave them quite a shock." Switzerland remarked jumping to the ground.
"I'm sure you did." Morocco chuckled. "Did you happen to find my sister and brother there too? They have also vanished into thin air."
"Ne." Lithuania shook his head. "Just the eleven. We didn't see them, sorry."
"Don't worry. We'll find them soon enough." South Africa waved it off, he looked behing the duo with a smirk. "Now, let's take the prisoners out of your hands. Thank you for helping us."
"No problem." Switzerland smiled and Lithuania nodded. "If you need anything else, let us know."
The five African allies entered the box, enjoying the looks of fear and anger from the prisoners when they saw the five. South Africa walked around, smirking at every single nation present, especially at Namibia. South Africa burst into laughter. "Did you seriously think you could escape us?" No one responded, only settled for glaring at the man. "You should have known it would be all in vain. Now, you're all going to sign."
"We already made it clear that we won't sign!" Namibia snapped.
"And we already made it clear that none of you have any say in this matter. All of you are going to join us..." South Africa grinned as he suddenly grabbed Ethiopia by the collar. "After we're done making all of you scream in pure agony."
The five went to grab the prisoners, who of course put up fight. They're not going to just allow them to take them to be tortured. But they were no match for the African five's strength. South Africa grabbed Namibia and Ghana, Nigeria grabbed Chad and Somalia, Morocco grabbed the two Sudans, Liberia grabbed the two Congos and Cameroon grabbed Kenya, Uganda and Ethiopia (being the strongest of the five). The five pulled their prisoners off the truck. Switzerland smirked as he waved them goodbye.
The five dragged their prisoners back into the building, where they passed by other Africans who could only look at them in shock, unable to do anything to help. The five nodded at each other and they each took their respective prisoners in different directions, they're all going to their own little playroom. South stopped to look back at the Africans looking at the scene with fear, and grinned. "Don't be surprised if you hear screaming later~" and he slammed the door shut.
Cameroon dragged the three nations he had with him into a room that only had a few chairs and threw roughly them to the floor. He untied their bonds, keeping them pinned to the ground while doing so. Cameroon silently stared at them for a few seconds, an unreadable expression on his face, and then slammed the door closed.
Kenya scowled at the door while rubbing her back. "Where the hell is he going? He drags us here, throw us like sacks, unties us then leaves?"
"If I had to guess, is that he went for torture tools." Ethiopia narrowed his eyes.
"Well, that's just great." Kenya frowned, looking at the ground. "We just wait for him to come back to torture us?"
"Are they just doing this so we can sign the contract or because we tried to escape?" Uganda asked, shivering a bit.
"In my opinion, I think they're just using it as an excuse to see us scream" Ethiopia said. "You saw how they are, it's like they were born for causing pain and suffering." As if on cue, the three flinched when they heard something that horrified them. It was one of the Congos screaming, screaming in pure agony and suffering. Soon Sudan could be heard screaming as well. Ethiopia gulped. "I think that proves my point."
/ / / / / /
"Sometimes I wonder if the Africans are too psychotic for us." Lithunia commented as he walked through the streets with Switzerland next to him. "Those five possibly beat &%$&#?'s sadistic streak."
"I do too sometimes." Switzerland admitted. "But Roderich and Gilbert wouldn't have recruited them if they weren't fit. Besides, even the five have their rules on their bloodlust, %$#!? too."
"I guess you're right."
/ / / / / /
The third sneezed again, accidentally splashing water in Iran's face, and wiped his nose. "#$%& , that's the fifth time you sneezed today, are you sure you're not getting sick?" Iran grimaced when the third put his snotty hand back into the water.
"I swear, if you fill my hot tub with germs..." Saudi Arabia scowled, cracking his knuckles.
The third simply grinned. "Nah, it looks like a lot of people are thinking about me! I feel so loved~"
Iran splashed water in the third's face, smirking. "I really doubt they're thinking about you in a good way."
"Oh, are you trying to start a water war, Amir?" The third grinned exitedly, Iran grinned and looked ready to tackle the third but both Middle Eastern nations felt a shiver down their spines and saw Saudi Arabia with a very menacing expression.
"You two..." Saudi Arabia growled, and the others swore that the water was getting hotter. "Don't you dare make a mess and get water everywhere. I also want this hot tub in one piece. The three of us came here to have a relaxing time, so-" He was cut off when Iran and the third splashed water at him. Saudi was now soaking wet and his eye was twitching, he sneered. "If that's the way you want it..."
In the end they made a huge mess, but they had a fantastic time doing it.
/ / / / / /
America was reading a mystery novel, to kill time until his lover arrives, while his sister was making food in the kitchen. So far, his sister hasn't made any complaint about the guy, but he could have swore he heard her grumble something along the lines of "pervert pendejo" or "maldito incubus". America brightened up when he heard knocking at the door and quickly put down his book to walk over to the door. He opened the door and greeted the visitor with a loving smile.
"Hello, Hyung." America said, sincerely happy.
"Ann-yeong, Alfred." North Korea grinned. "Am I late?"
"No, you're right on time."
North Korea smirked and threw himself at Alfred, pulling him down to give him a searing kiss that America happily returned. Finally no more hiding their relationship, no more pretending to hate each other, they'll finally be together without anyone trying to tear them apart.
The moment was ruined when the sound of loud banging took them by surprised and make them break the kiss. The source of the banging was a smiling Mexico holding two frying pans, she glanced at North Korea and her eye twitched a little before looking at her brother again.
"Hola, Norcorea." Mexico pointed a frying towards the kitchen. "Food is ready! I made our favorites, don't want it to get cold!"
America sighed and smiled at North Korea and the two went towards the kitchen. When he looked away Mexico gave North Korea a glare that if looks could kill, North Korea would have had his eyes gouged out, castrated, stabbed several times in the stomach and thrown into a cage full of angry dogs. North Korea only narrowed his eyes at her and followed Alfred.
Oh, it's on.
/ / / / / /
"As reckless your actions were, I have to admire how you managed to escape undetected." Algeria commented to the islands nations sitting at the back of the car.
"We couldn't have done it without Comoros and Madagascar." Mauritius said with a sad smile as he wondered how were they doing now. "They created a distraction, so we could escape."
Egypt, Algeria and Tunisia found Mauritius and Seychelles sneaking in the streets, the trio were surprised to see them, and the two islands gave a quick explanation about what happened and what their plan was. After a quick rundown the two islands joined the trio in their mission to escape South Africa. Seychelles sat behind Algeria and Mauritius in the middle next to Tunisia.
"I hope they're okay." Seychelles said worriedly, and Mauritius wrapped an arm around her in comfort.
"Hey…" Mauritius smiled at her. "It's gonna be okay, Michelle."
"How do you know that?" Seychelles asked miserably. Mauritius didn't answer, only continued to comfort Seychelles.
Egypt slightly frowned at the grim atmosphere and he felt bad for the girl. Thankfully Tunisia changed the subject.
"Well, we're out of the city." Tunisia said in an attempt to lighten up the mood. "But we're still pretty far from Namibia, unless we want to risk it and go to Botswana."
"No, a nation that hasn't signed is probably the best option." Egypt said, trying to look for a road that might lead near the border to Namibia.
"So, we're going to an airport when we get to Namibia, right? So… Michelle and I were planning on going to Madagascar then to India's place." Mauritius pointed out, looking at the others. "But where were you planning to go?"
"Well, we were planning…" As Algeria explained Egypt couldn't listen because he suddenly had the bad feeling again. Except this time, it was worse. A bead of sweat fell of Egypt's forehead and he felt his heart beat slowly. The threat… something tells him that something bad is near. But where? He doesn't see anything-
Suddenly a puff of smoke appeared not so far away in front of them blocking the road, much to Egypt's surprise and he stopped the car. What on Earth…? He narrowed his eyes. The others noticed what happened and looked at the smoke in bafflement.
"Where on Earth did that come from?" Tunisia asked in astonishment.
"Is that… normal around here?" Seychelles asked nervously, clutching her purse.
"No…" Egypt muttered as realization dawned on him. "I know this sort of magic… Oh no…" Egypt looked at the others with a distressed expression, which only served to worry them more because they have never seen Egypt looking that worried. "They're here!" He shouted.
There were two silhouettes in the smoke walking slowly towards them as the five nations waited with emotions ranging from fear to apprehension. Egypt glared as he already knew who they were and exited the car without a word much to the others' worry. The smoke eventually cleared up to reveal a grinning Nigeria with his hands behind his head and a stone-faced Cameroon with the look of a trained soldier.
"My, my, where do you think you're going?" Nigeria asked, tilting his head. "You didn't really think we didn't notice certain people missing, did you?"
"It was more of a hope than thought." Egypt said, brave in the face of the enemy.
Nigeria laughed at that. "Well, then your hopes are crushed~" He sang, then put a hand on his hip. "I sure hope you're ready for your punishment for trying to escape. Especially those two." Nigeria looked directly at Mauritius and Seychelles, and Seychelles hugged Mauritius in fear.
"You must adore watching people suffer." Egypt remarked.
"We do. It's something we had to hide for years." Nigeria agreed. "Now enough chit-chat, you're all coming with us."
"We're not going without a fight." Egypt looked back and smiled when he saw Algeria with her rifle ready. Algeria smirked at Egypt then glared at the two allies. "If you want to take us to give us hell, then you're going to have to fight us for that."
"Oh…" Nigeria smiled chillingly. Cameroon cracked his knuckles and let out a roar of rage as he punched the ground, producing large cracks and shaking the ground. "I was hoping you'd say that."
DUN DUN DUNNNNNN! Yeah... bad stuff kinda happened in this chapter, but you ain't see nothing yet. And poor Canada, he's really going to be in for a lot of heartbreak in the future. PLEASE REVIEW! They're really motivating.
Fun fact: the African Order nations were the hardest to choose out of all. I switched many times and I couldn't decide. Until one day while looking at African flags I stumbled on Liberia and I was like "That's perfect!" Liberia could be a member thanks to America. I chose Cameroon because I thought he looked cool and strong (It sounds dumb but the fanart of him is pretty cool!)