Thanks for reviews, faves and follows. Hi! Sorry for the long wait but I'm back with a new chapter! BTW I rewrote some bits of chapter 5, 6 and 7 so if you're confused then read them again. Now, on with the show!
(Sorry, something went wrong and I had to post this chapter again)
Bulgaria sat in a chair in an empty and deadly silent room, looking at the wall with an unreadable expression. Bulgaria wasn't moving an inch, he almost looked like a doll like this, unmoving with glassy eyes. A very eerie light shined in his eyes Bulgaria quietly began to sing a nursery rhyme in Bulgarian.
"Ring around the rosie, a pocket full of posies. Ashes... Ashes..." Bulgaria chuckled to himself. "We all fall down." Bulgaria smiled briefly before moving on to another one."Round and round the cobbler's bench the monkey chased the weasel..." Bulgaria kept singing as he took out a knife and played with it. "The monkey thought twas all in fun..." Bulgaria suddenly grinned. "POP! Goes the weasel~."
As he kept laughing he heard someone knock and he grinned. "Come in!" He sang, and the door opened to reveal Lithuania, a good friend of his. "Hello Toris, how have you been in the last few days?" Bulgaria asked cheerfully.
Lithuania smiled but he couldn't help but frown when he saw the knife in Bulgaria's leg. Lithuania never really approved of that habit of his. "I don't think I'll ever understand you, Dimitri." Lithuania sighed.
Bulgaria tilted his head and glanced at his leg. "Oh, don't worry, Toris, you really don't need to." He gave a friendly smile.
"Maybe but what I should be asking is your relationship with &$?!$&, it's very sweet yet so twisted." Lithuania said, raising an eyebrow.
"That's the magic of it!" Bulgaria exclaimed with a wide grin. "He's the sadist and I'm the masochist!"
"I can clearly see that..." Lithuania muttered.
"Say what you want about how our relationship works. One thing is for sure..." Bulgaria put his hand on his chest, a dreamy expression on his face as he blushed. "We love each other. I love him with all my heart and he returns it in full. It's a truly wonderful thing."
"Sounds nice..." Lithuania said. He never really had romantic feelings for anyone, his feelings for Belarus are fake, but the idea of a romantic partner did interest him on a certain level.
"Oh, it does!" Bulgaria exclaimed, now drooling from his mouth and the red in his cheeks became darker as he began to sweat. "Love is truly a wonderful thing. It's a feeling of freedom and euphoria! It's like nothing matters, it's only about love." Bulgaria said feverishly and looked at Lithuania, breathing in and out heavily. "I feel bad for you, Toris. You really do deserve to find someone who can give you all this."
"Maybe, but right now I'm focusing on the Order."
"Very well, there's no hurry I guess." Bulgaria grinned, starting to sweat more. "Oh, my beloved. I wonder what he could be doing right now..."
"Bulgaria, calm down, you look like you're having an orgasm." Lithuania said worriedly, then paled. "Please tell me you're not having an... you know."
Bulgaria looked down at his legs with a pensive expression. "Hmm, I don't think so."
"Good, because I am not cleaning that up." Lithuania grimaced, shuddering as Bulgaria laughed. Lithuania sighed again but smiled. "But still, you two do look happy and in love so I'm happy that you found someone who you want love for the rest of your life. Even though it's twisted."
"Aww, thanks Toris." Bulgaria said happily. "Speaking of love, when are you going to Belarus to "confess your feelings" for her?"
Lithuania's face turned dark. "Actually, that's why I'm here. I need a little favor."
"Name it."
Lithuania began to tell Bulgaria all the details of the plan, Bulgaria listened with full attention and then Lithuania finished. "So, do you want to help?" Lithuania asked.
Bulgaria smirked and pulled the knife from his leg. "Of course! I would love to help you with this plan." Bulgaria then threw his knife at a map of the world. "They'll all fall down."
/ / / / / /
They've done it. After a while of walking and assuring some people that they didn't need a hospital, they finally arrived at France's house. Egypt looked at the wound in his arm, the bleeding has mostly stopped but he still needs a bit of medical attention. Tunisia and Mauritius too. However, informing someone of what's happening is the main priority. And they must stick together.
Seychelles stepped in front of the door and looked at the others worriedly. "This is it. Are you sure we shouldn't go to a hospital first? What if the wound gets infected?" She asked, looking at Mauritius.
"Michelle, we heal fast. Don't worry so much." Mauritius waved it off, which didn't ease Seychelles' worries.
"But you, Egypt and Tunisia…"
"Seychelles." Egypt smiled comfortingly at the island girl. He truly understands her worries, but this situation is serious. "We'll be fine, I promise."
Seychelles looked at Tunisia. "And you?"
Tunisia smiled, though he was still holding his shoulder. "I'm fine."
Algeria put her hand on Seychelles' shoulder. "Seychelles, if it worries that much, then we'll go to an emergency department later. For now…" she looks at the house. "We need to tell at least one nation outside of Africa what's going."
Seychelles reluctantly gave up and went up to France's door, she knocked a few times and waited. Egypt then suddenly remembered about the incident about the Caribbean, he heard that France's overseas territories are on very bad shape, it's probably affecting him too. Also, he realizes that France won't react very well to some nations that are responsible, notably Haiti and Morocco. Egypt hopes that Seychelles' word and their injured states will be enough to convince him. Egypt started to hear footsteps and soon enough the door opened, but it wasn't France.
"L-Lucille?!" Seychelles exclaimed in surprise at Monaco.
"M-Michelle?!" Monaco exclaimed in similar shock. "I didn't know you were visiting, Brother France is…" That's when she noticed the others. "Maurice? Algérie? Tunisie? And Egypté too? Why, this is quite a surprise-" Her smile vanished when she noticed the injuries on them. "Mon Dieu! What happened to you?"
"I-It's a long story, Lucille." Seychelles smiled sadly. "Where is Francis?"
"He's in the living room, he's a lot better than he was a few days ago…" Monaco trailed off before shaking her head. "But that still doesn't answer my question! Why most of you look like you just fought savage animals?"
"That's actually a good way to describe them…" Algeria muttered.
"What?" Monaco asked.
"Monaco, there's something you and France should know." Mauritius stepped forward and Monaco gasped when she got closer look at the wound.
"Kelvin… Are those teeth marks?" Monaco asked disbelievingly and leaned forward a little while adjusting her glasses. "Teeth marks that look disturbingly human?"
"You… don't want to know." Mauritius grinned nervously.
"Non, I do!" Monaco stomped her foot. "I spent the last few days being there for Big Brother France, he was depressed, devastated and neither of us had any idea what was going on. And now… you show up with four other Africans with very disturbing looking injuries. I want to know what's going on! And why haven't you gone to a hospital or something? We may be immortal but still! Infection is a good possibility."
"Lucille… I know how scary this all looks but it's a lot worse than you think." Seychelles said distressfully. "We need to talk to Big Brother France. Please."
Monaco bit her lip and was about to respond when another voice interrupted. "Lucille? What's wrong? Who's at the do-" France showed up next to Monaco and when he saw his former colonies he went into his flamboyant mode. "Seychelles! Maurice! Algérie! Tunisie! My precious ex-colonies came all this way to visit your frere? And even Egypt came-" France froze when he noticed the bloody bite mark on Mauritius' shoulder. "Mon Dieu! What happened to you, Kelvin? What happened to all of you?!"
"It's a long story, an ugly one too." Algeria narrowed her eyes. "Something happened during the African Union meeting and it's connected to what happened in the Caribbean."
France and Monaco widened their eyes at that. "What do you mean something happened?"
"Well, we discovered who's behind all of this mess." Tunisia said, scratching the back of his head.
"You did? Who did it, Tunisie?" France demanded.
Tunisia suddenly found his shoes very interesting and didn't answer, Algeria looked bitter and looked away, Mauritius looked conflicted and Seychelles bit her lip. Egypt took a deep breath and answered for them. "You might want to sit down for this because you are not going to like it."
/ / / / / /
Kenya, Uganda and Ethiopia flinched when the door suddenly flung open but they very scared when they saw who arrived or came back. Cameroon, and something told Ethiopia that he was not happy. Cameroon looked at them with cold eyes and slowly made his way toward them, each step increasing their fear, almost as if to see their terror. Uganda gulped and scooted a little away, Ethiopia narrowed his eyes as a trail of sweat fell down his forehead and Kenya glared at him.
"Where did you go?" Kenya demanded.
"I don't see how's that any of your business but if you must know…" Cameroon's glasses gleamed in the lighting. "It turns out that there are some runaways left. Egypt, Tunisia and Algeria to be more specific. With Mauritius and Seychelles too."
"What happened to them? What did you do?" Ethiopia asked.
The question seemed to anger Cameroon. "You'll be happy to know that they… escaped." He said it like it caused him physical pain.
"Ha! Maybe you're not as tough as you think you are!" Kenya smirked, much to Uganda's worry.
Surprisingly, Cameroon did not get angry (or maybe he was holding it in) and he narrowed his eyes. "And maybe you shouldn't further anger me especially in your current position and how upset I am right now. I'll have you know that I'm still very hungry."
"Wh-What do you mean hungry?" Uganda asked nervously.
Cameroon suddenly flashed a feral grin, terrifying Uganda. "You're going to see in a bit. Also, don't get your hopes up just because some nations escaped, you're all under our foot whether you like it or not. Now, you're going to see what happens when you defy us."
"Hey, leave him alone!" Kenya snarled, getting on her feet, ready to fight Cameroon.
"K-Kenya, please-" Uganda tried to stop her from doing something she might regret.
"I'd listen to Uganda, Kenya. You have no idea what we're capable of." Cameroon said.
"I don't care! You're not gonna get away with this!" Kenya then tried to punch Cameroon, but the latter quickly caught it and he threw her to the ground. Kenya winced but she quickly got up and tried again, but Cameroon just dodged with an unimpressed look on his face. Kenya finally managed to punch him in the shoulder and she smirked, but it vanished when she saw that Cameroon didn't react to it. Cameroon smirked and grabbed her arm, gripping it tightly until a "CRACK" was heard. Kenya screamed, and Cameroon kicked her to the ground.
"KENYA!" Uganda and Ethiopia shouted as Kenya fell to the ground in pain.
Cameroon chuckled as Kenya writhed in pain. "That wasn't smart. Then again, you wouldn't be nations if you just accepted it. Now then…" He cracked his knuckles. "Writhe in pure pain and agony for me, please."
/ / / / / /
"Mon dieu… They've been fooling us all for years?" France asked in disbelief, Monaco next to him with the same expression. "And they took over your continent?"
"Pretty much." Algeria crossed her arms. "They threatened us with bombers if most of us didn't sign a contract."
"Contract?"
"We have two right here. Kelvin and I took ours with us." Seychelles said as she searched through her purse then took out her contract and handed it over to France, who took it and started reading its contents.
"By signing this contract, we cut off all ties with the nations whose names are in the paper." Egypt explained. "The names are on page two, but I guarantee that you are not going to be happy with some of them."
France reluctantly turned the page and he immediately widened his eyes, betrayal in his face. Monaco covered her mouth in shock. "N-Non, this can't be… How can they… Mon dieu, Amerique? Maroc? Cameroon? Haiti? Am I really seeing this?"
Algeria frowned and nodded. "Yes, turns out my brother has been playing us like a fiddle."
"Other than them, other members include most of the Americas, Switzerland, Nordic five and among others." Egypt said. "But what you really need to know is the two nations leading this group, and that is…"
"P-Prussia? My good ami has also…" France's hand started shaking. "Non, this cannot be!"
"Also…" Mauritius scratched the back of his head. "Apparently according to South Africa, Prussia and Austria are the leaders of the group."
"W-What? I… Non, pardon mes amis. I just cannot… I just cannot believe this." France rubbed his temples, obviously very upset.
"But, Francis…" Seychelles began.
"Why would they…? Why would they do something like this?" France asked.
Algeria narrowed her eyes. "I tried asking the same thing but all I got was a smirk. I have no idea what would drive my brother to join an organization like that and fool us for years but one thing is for sure. From what we've seen of them, they're deadly and cruel."
"And cannibalistic too." Mauritius muttered, touching the place where Nigeria bit him.
"C-Cannibals?" Monaco stuttered.
"Yup." Mauritius laughed, sounding rather forced. "When I saved Tunisia from Nigeria, I tackled him to the ground. But Nigeria got out and then ranted on about how Europe ruined them and destroyed them and creepily said that I should join them, which I won't, and they said they're gonna get revenge."
"He did?" Tunisia asked.
"I asked Cameroon why he was a part of this too and he responded with one word..." Egypt said as he narrowed his eyes. "War. He said that he and the other Africans of the New World Order, which I assume that is what they're called, want blood… in more ways than one. And then…" He showed his arm.
France remained in a state of shock. "Revenge? Don't tell me it's because of…"
"I hate to break it to you." Tunisia said. "But it probably is. It explains Morocco, Cameroon and Haiti too."
"Did Nigeria really say that they want you to join?" Seychelles asked fearfully.
"Yeah, but don't worry, there's no way I'm going to join with psychopaths." Mauritius stated, smiling at Seychelles.
"You'd better not." Algeria warned.
"I'm not, honest! Those guys are sadists, one of them tried to eat me and they want hurt Seychelles." Mauritius waved his arms frantically then frowned. "But Nigeria mentioned about something about them having ways to make me a "very devoted member to our cause". Mauritius shuddered. "I do not like the sound of that."
"Nothing about this New World Order sounds good." Tunisia frowned.
"Anyway, France, do you think you can call an emergency meeting?" Egypt asked. "We need to inform everyone of this."
"I don't think that's smart." Monaco shook her head, adjusting her glasses.
"What do you mean?" Seychelles asked.
"Well, if you call an emergency world meeting, then every single nation will show up, no? Including the members of the New World Order. It seems like it's a good chance for them to do something to us."
"But it'll be a good chance for us to outnumber them and stop them!" Mauritius protested.
"Maybe, but exactly how powerful is this group? They managed to wipe out the Caribbean and leave no evidence behind and take over your continent in just one day. Will bringing them all together at once only help them?"
Mauritius didn't answer but France spoke next. "Non, we will have a meeting, perhaps not with everyone but a lot of nations nonetheless. While the culprits continue their act, we will inform Angleterre, Canada and the others about it. Egypt is right, this must be known." Everyone was rather shocked at the seriousness in France's tone, he frowned. "Poor Angleterre and Matthieu, this will break their hearts, as well as many others."
/ / / / / /
It's been a few days since the conquest of Africa, and some nations started to notice that something was very wrong.
The Africans were cutting off all ties with them, all at the same time. Whenever someone tried to contact them, there was no answer, and the same could be said for their bosses. The entire continent just suddenly decided to stop trading and isolate themselves. This was very suspicious, nothing was happing to their countries.
Things were getting even more tense, and everyone was nervous, well, most were.
To add to the mysterious chain of events, North Korea has come out of isolation, at a very odd time too. South Korea, Japan, China as well as others were surprised by this and couldn't help but feel suspicious at this. North Korea still avoids his brother, who came running to him for answers. Many thought that America wouldn't be so happy with this but to many nation's bafflement, he doesn't seem worried.
None of this made any sense to anyone except to a certain number of personifications.
/ / / / / /
Mongolia looked out the view from the window of his house, hands behind his back as he wandered in his thoughts. Hong Kong and Macau were sitting on the couch playing Injustice 2, the former occasionally making a "tch" sound and the latter chuckling. They were waiting for Philippines and North Korea to come. The sixth member of their little group had no interest in participating and instead opted to be their pilot. The man still wanted to see the look on the others' faces when they see him.
Mongolia heard knocking and went over to open the door, revealing a smirking Philippines. "Hi, sorry to keep you waiting. Is everyone here?"
"North Korea is the only not here yet, come in Felipe." Mongolia gestured for him to come in.
"I heard Hyung went to visit America." Philippines said as he plopped himself in a chair, grinning. "The two forbidden lovers reunited."
"He's probably not here because he's too busy staring at America like a teenage girl." Hong Kong growled, scowling when Macau's character dealt a combo on him.
Macau chuckled at Hong Kong's remark. "Oh, don't be so hateful towards love. Those two have to pretend that they hated each other for years, it was torture for them." Macau then sighed. "I can't imagine pretending to hate Xavier, it's already painful pretending that we barely interact."
Hong Kong gagged, and Macau's character used a super move, defeating the teen. "You sneaky bastard." Hong Kong muttered, squirming when Macau ruffled his hair.
"That's what you get for being so cranky~" Macau singsong and Hong Kong threw a cushion at his face.
"That's what you get for being so patronizing." Hong Kong retorted.
Philippines and Mongolia laugh as Macau pouts and suddenly they hear a "whoosh" and North Korea materializes in front of them. North Korea nodded in greeting. "Hello, I apologize for the late arrival, I had to meet with our pilot."
"It's okay, you just missed Macau crush Hong Kong in their videogame." Philippines joked, earning a glare from Hong Kong.
"Sounds entertaining." North Korea chuckled.
"So, how was your… visit to America?" Macau asked, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Did you have a lot fun?"
"Macau…" Mongolia said disapprovingly but his mouth was twitching.
North Korea turned red at Macau's tone and he glared. "It was fantastic, I loved every minute of it if you must know except… for his sister."
The other five Asians sweat dropped at that. Everyone knows of the infamous feud between North Korea and Mexico, his lover's possessive sister. The attacks include: Mexico sneaking into North Korea's to place a bunch of loud speakers that will blare Gangnam Style in the morning, North Korea giving her a gift box with a gift tag saying it's from America that has a stink bomb in it, Mexico putting something in North Korea's food that will give him diarrhea, North Korea replacing Mexico's tacos with Taco Bell tacos, and so forth.
"I swear, if that woman wasn't a member of the Order, I would…" North Korea went into a series of mutters that probably include a lot of bad stuff happening to Mexico and then took a deep breath. "But no matter, I had a great time and she can never take that away from me."
"And the war rages on…" Philippines snorted.
"And probably will forever." Hong Kong finished.
Mongolia cleared his throat, gaining everyone's attention. "Anyway, now that we are all here, we can now begin with our part. There are some nations we need to get a hold of for various reasons including tactical advantage. We agreed that North Korea will go to extract Laos, Philippines and Macau…"
"Malaysia, Indonesia and East Timor are mine." Philppines smirked. "Though I don't mind extra help in keeping them in line."
"Hong Kong." Mongolia said, and Hong Kong straitened himself up.
"Yes, master?" Hong Kong asked.
"You will come with me as I take care of Tibet." Mongolia stated and then he chuckled. "It's time to see my old friend."
/ / / / / /
Hungary smiled awkwardly as Poland kept going on and on about how they are "like totally gonna have so much fun shopping" as they walked through the streets filled with shops. She really likes Poland but shopping isn't exactly her favorite activity but she can use it to take her mind off stuff.
She had a nasty feeling in her gut about all this. Attacks on islands, Africa isolating itself, North Korea coming out of isolation, it all spells disaster. But she can't do anything about it, no one has a clue who's behind it.
Hungary wanted to visit Austria and ask what he thinks about all this but she hasn't seen him lately. She started to get worried that Prussia or something worse happened to him but when she called Kugelmugel he told her that everything is fine and Austria went out for a bit of alone time.
She was relieved but she couldn't shake off the feeling that something was fishy.
"...And then, like, I totally try to call Liet again but he, like, doesn't answer! It was, like, totally uncool." Poland complained, a pout on his face.
"Why didn't he?" Hungary asked.
"You, like, tell me, Liz!" Poland exclaimed. "And it was, like, the seventh time I, like, tried to call him but he totally doesn't answer!"
"Maybe Russia bullied him again and he needs some time alone to recover?
Poland gasped in horror and paled. "Oh, my, like, God! Tori's probably totally out there, like, scared and totally alone! I'm, like, gonna try again."
/ / / / / /
Lithuania smiled softly as he watched his fellow Baltice happily talk while eating, it truly filled him with happiness to see them happy, especially Latvia. The three of them are happy without the fear of... Russia.
A dark look appeared on Lithuania's face. He can't wait until he gets to wipe that damn smile on Russia's face. But alas he must wait. At least in the meantime, he smirked, he can kill Belarus. He can get revenge for all the times she hurt him and hurt Russia through her. Two birds with one stone.
His thoughts were interrupted when he heard his phone buzz and he scowled when he saw who it was. Poland. Damn it, that's the eighth time today! He canceled it and went back to cooking.
He has better things to do than to talk to Poland.
/ / / / / /
Kenya watched in horror with a terrified Uganda next to her as Cameroon yanked out a piece of Ethiopia's flesh with his pliers. Ethiopia screamed his lungs out as Cameroon used his pliers to grab a piece of flesh, slowly yanking it out and then placing it on a plate. Ethiopia was bleeding from his abdomen, but Cameroon doesn't mind… at all. They finally figured out what Cameroon meant by he's hungry and they miraculously managed to stop themselves from throwing up.
Kenya could hear Uganda gagging and she saw that he was turning green, she doesn't blame him, she can feel her breakfast rising up as well. All this, Ethiopia's screams, watching get his guts picked off, the smell of it and Cameroon eating some of it is too much. She couldn't take any more of seeing Ethiopia in pain. "STOP IT!"
Cameroon snapped his head towards her. "Excuse me?"
"S-Stop torturing him. Let him go! Please!" Kenya begged, and she was surprised that Cameroon lowered the pliers.
"Will you join us?" Cameroon asked, Ethiopia said something incoherent that sounded like a "no" and Cameroon growled, shutting him up.
"No, we won't." Kenya shook her head.
Cameroon gave her a look that resembled disappointment. "Then he will continue to suffer thanks to you. The sooner you join us, the sooner he will be freed but at least I'm being entertained." Cameroon looked at Ethiopia, who was weakly glaring at him. "True friends would surrender so that their friend won't have to suffer, don't you think? That must be hurting you emotionally."
"You're the one hurting me." Ethiopia spat.
"Less talking, more screaming." Cameroon grinned, snapping his pliers.
"NO!" Kenya screamed. "Just let us go!"
"Please, just please stop all of this." Uganda pleaded. "We won't tell anyone about all this, we won't interfere, anything except making us join! Please, let us go."
Cameroon regarded them for a few seconds before smiling. "That just won't do, I'm afraid."
And with that said, he continued torturing Ethiopia and the screams began again. Kenya started shaking, holding back sobs and Uganda hugged her, who has started crying. Soon enough, Kenya burst into tears and cried on Uganda's shoulder.
/ / / / / /
Brazil watched amusedly alongside Portugal at the scene playing in front of him. He was just doing his mission on keeping an eye on Portugal, who thankfully still hasn't left Spain's house, when they passed by a very amusing scene involving Romano. In which… Romano is trying to fit himself into a crate to hide from Spain. He burst out laughing as soon as he saw it, which earned a lot of cussing from Romano. Now, Romano is now inside the crate holding lid to glare at the two laughing nations in front of him.
"Stop laughing, you bastards! It's not funny!" Romano hissed.
"I really think it is." Portugal chuckled.
"Well, it's not! I'm going to hide in this crate until the tomato bastard happies himself to sleep." Romano looked around suspiciously.
"Sooner or later he's going to find you, you know." Brazil remarked, and Romano scowled at him.
"Oh, shut up, carnival bastard! Why the fuck are you still here, anyway?" Romano demanded.
That question took Brazil aback but he quickly came up with a quick retort. "I should ask the same thing about you." Brazil countered, smirking.
Romano blushed, and he cursed. "I-I have my reasons, bastard! And what about you?" he asked Portugal.
Portugal narrowed his eyes "Because something very bad is happening in the world and I want to keep my brother out of trouble. Not to mention his conquistador side."
And that's another reason Brazil is here, not just because of spying. They all know about Spain's dark side, especially when drunk. But the others can be just as dark and cruel as Spain, perhaps even more, especially the Africans. The South Americans may not be African five bloodthirsty, but they're still brutal nonetheless. They mostly get it from their ancestors, most notably in Mexico. They all got stronger and darker by clinging on to the anger and brutality they felt as children. Spain will experience every single bit.
"Fine, you two want stay here, I get it." Romano rolled his eyes. "But if you rat me out I'll get my mafia to-"
"LOVIIIIIII~ WHERE ARE YOU?~" A cheerful voice sounded through the halls.
"Shit, I was never here!" And he slammed the lid shut.
Portugal sighed, and he smiled at Brazil. "Well, that's that. Do you want to get a drink, Xavier?"
Brazil nodded. "Sure."
As they walked through the hall, Brazil looked at Portugal with an unreadable expression. Oh, Portugal, on the lookout but completely unaware that the enemy is standing right to him. Brazil didn't hate Portugal, he liked him, but he still holds a grudge on certain things but it's not enough for Brazil to want to kill him. Brazil wants him join. Brazil smirked as he imagined what his father figure's reaction will be that Brazil fooled him and Macau too. Brazil wants Portugal to see what they're capable of as he makes him watch The Americans tear Spain to shreds.
Which reminds him, he promised South Africa he would record it.
His feelings for Portugal are a little hard to describe and sometimes tend to fluctuate or change. Brazil hates Portugal for what he did to him, for what Portugal made him see... No, Portugal is like a father to him, he made Brazil happy as a child. Portugal exploited him, Portugal did a goob job raising him, Portugal waved off Brazil's worries for the slaves, Portugal... Oh, you see? One or the other, or maybe even both.
While he watched Portugal drink, he heard his phone ring. Brazil glanced at Portugal and went into another room. "What is it, Argentina?"
"What's the status of our two targets?" Argentina asked.
"Spain is off on a Romano hunt, pretty funny actually, and Portugal doesn't look like he's going to leave for a while."
Brazil heard Argentina chuckle. "Perfecto."
"By the way, what are we going to do about Romano?" Brazil asked.
"If he's here when we finish off España then we finish him too, but if he's not then we'll let him live. A little surprise for him." Argentina said darkly.
"Alright then. Is everyone here?" Brazil smirked.
"Si, the preparations are nearly complete. We'll let you know when we're ready."
"Understood. I'm looking forward to it." Brazil grinned and ended the call, smirking. The show will be glorious and bloody. He still has to wait a few hours, maybe he can-
"Who were you talking to, Xavier?" Portugal asked out of nowhere.
Brazil jumped and exclaimed in surprise at the sudden appearance of his father figure. "Gah! Don't scare me like that, Portugal!"
"Sorry, you just vanished and I wanted to know why." Portugal said.
"I was just talking with Argentina, jeez." Brazil frowned, crossing his arms.
"Oh, what were you two talking about that made you so excited?"
"Martin is just being his usual "I'm so great and rich" self, I sassed him a little, and he challenged me to a game of futebol." Brazil lied with ease, wanting Portugal to stop asking. "I'm looking forward to kicking his arrogant ass."
"And what do you mean by "Is everyone here"?" Portugal asked, almost sounding suspicious.
Brazil inwardly groaned but kept his false expression."I meant that everyone is there for the big showdown."
Portugal raised an eyebrow. "But wouldn't "Is everyone there" be the right way to say it?"
"What's with all the questions? I feel like I'm being interrogated." Brazil grumbled, finally showing his discomfort. "Me and Martin butting heads isn't rare, you know."
Portugal looked guilty and he sighed. "I'm sorry, Xavier. I'm a little on edge with all that's happening so I can't help but feel paranoid."
Brazil put on a betrayed look. "You... You don't trust me, Fausto?" he asked with hurt laced in the tone.
Portugal immediately paled and waved his hands in denial. "N-No, Xavier, I trust you, I really do."
"Doesn't look like it." Brazil grumbled.
"Look... I'm sorry, Brazil." Portugal put his hand on Brazil's shoulder. "The truth is that I'm worried about you. I... I can't contact Mozambique, Angola or any other of my former colonies in Africa, I haven't heard from them in days and... I'm sorry. I'm really stressed right now."
Brazil smiled warmly at Portugal, while on the inside he was smirking. "Hey... don't worry, Portugal. I'll be fine. Just try to wait and see what happens next. Whoever's behind this, wherever they are, they'll show up."
"But what will happen when they do?"
"Then we make them to tell us what's going on. Simple as that."
"You sound like you think it's going to be easy."
"Truth can run but not hide."
"I guess you're right..." Portugal smiled.
"Trust me..." Brazil grinned. "Everything's going to be okay."
Brazil inwardly smiled psychotically. Oh, he just can't wait.
BTW I just realized something about the New World Order, I wrote them in a similar way to an organization from a favorite series of mine, Blue Exorcist. The Illumnati (yes, that's what they're called). Think about it. They're both organizations that worked in the shadows and want to bring world peace but their methods of doing so are obviously evil. But I think the NWO is less evil in comparison.
This chapter was kind of yikes, and by kind of I mean it is. Sometimes I wonder if I should be worried. I'm a Danganronpa fan, and Bulgaria is kind of based on Mikan and her obsession with Junko. The "Junko" of this story is the mystery nation. The torture scene with Cameroon and Ethiopia will get kind of worse. Jeez, I hope my mom doesn't read this.
Hungary is finally introduced! She's gonna play a big role especially with the Prussia and Austria situation. I can promise that she will not die. Please review! Pretty please!
