Thank you to my two new followers, which in an act of trying to be fair I will not mention. Why? Coz the others didn't get mentioned either... okay I might mention all of you followers and favorite-ers later... at some point...

I am so not looking forward to this chapter. I suck at battle scenes. Also, for anyone asking (not that there are any), Prussia and Canada are just friends. Do you know how hard it is to create a universe where your OTP (well, one of them) hasn't even met properly and won't ever be? It's really hard...

"It takes a painter hours to capture an image in his canvas and sell it in a high price, a photographer a few minutes and sell it at a fair price, and the human mind to store that image in his memory and cherish it and look at it for free for the rest of his life. If they all capture the same picture, one lasts as long as it is well kept, the other lasts as long as the first, and the last one lasts for a lifetime, and even more in the memory of the ones he shared it with."

Strange, nostalgic quote. Yippee.

Dis-fucking-claimed... I guess...

According to Russia and Romano, the base where the captive nations were brought was near the seashore, in some random part of Seychelles. They weren't really sure, but luckily it was pretty easy to spot. A highly advanced and serious looking building seemed quite out of place in the tropical forest, after all. The building resembled a large metal box with two floors, and it was surrounded by a tall wired fence buzzing with electricity. Inside, the entranced was flanked by two large tanks, and twenty or so men in black soldier outfits patrolling the area. There was only one way in or out, and it only had small 5"x10" windows (about the size of a shoebox) situated at regular intervals on the wall. This was going to be hard.

"Okay how many sleeping potions did you bring?" England asked Romania, who started taking out bottles from his coat. They were hiding in a bush nearby, because you know, it's the most inconspicuous hiding place, if you think about it hard enough...

"Only ten," Romania frowned", there wasn't enough time and not enough ingredients. But each one should be able to knock out at least two of them for a couple of hours."

"I only have three though," England shook his head", With all the things happening I forgot to bring extras. We'll have to make do then. I think-"

"Isn't it easy?" Americat interrupted", I mean, we just have to blow up their tanks and cause enough chaos to be able to slip in and out."

England was about to scold him for interrupting before Germany decided to speak (wait... so he was there...)

"Maybe in a different way," Germany shrugged", we can get them to open the tank doors, then throw the... sleeping potions inside. It's easier to knock out the rest of them if we don't have tanks chasing us, ja?"

"Da, I agree," Russia nodded, already holding his pipe", but all we need is a distraction, right? I have a better idea."

Before anyone could even move, Russia had hurled Americat over the fence. The poor nation cat landed right in between the tanks with a loud cat-screech. Almost all the guards turned to look with their guns pointed, but stopped.

"Dude, is that a cat?"

"That's a pretty fat cat, if you ask me."

"But it's a cat... should we shoot it?"

"I don't see why not. It's better to be safe than sorry, right?"

Americat whimpered and put on his best, kicked kitty face, staring at them and trying to imitate puss in boots.

"...I can't shoot something like that. It looks too innocent."

"Yeah, just look at it."

"It can't be any harm, can it?"

"Well, it's just a cat..."

"Can we keep it?"

"But I'm allergic to cats..."

"Nobody asked you, Sean."

As the guards all crowded around Americat, Russia climbed up one of the two tanks and knocked on the door. When it opened, he let himself inside and the sounds of muffled screams and a metal pipe hitting something could be heard. Some of the guards outside turned to look, but Americat mewed louder to get their attention, then rolled over to expose his belly in the most adorable way possible and moved his paws playfully.

I must look so damn cute~ Russia's gonna pay for that...

For a second the other nations just stared at the two, before Germany grabbed one of the potions and quietly crept up to the other tank, following Russia's example (except for, ya know, the pipe thing). The rest of the nations went to knock out the rest of the dumb guards.

After all the guards were asleep (technically...) and their weapons all hidden (or kept in Switzerland's case) the rescue party went and got inside. One of the dumb guards had left it open, and even if they hadn't, they had the keys anyway. Inside, there were three hallways, and the hallway in front of them went on for only a few meters before it stopped. There were only two doors on either side, and all had keypads beside them. Romania's team decided to take the left hallway, which went on for a few meters before going right, and England's team went on to the right hallway, both teams deciding to just meet back there and go to the last hallway together.

Romania led Switzerland, Romano, Americat, and Sweden to the left corridor. The first door led to an empty room, but Romania warned them not to go inside, because the room appeared to be booby trapped with magic.

"That's too bad," Americat commented, staring at the room", it looks like there could be secret passages there."

"It is too bad," a new voice said, and the group all turned at the same time to find a short, and what seemed to be a Japanese man standing by the only other door in the corridor, all clad in black", it would have been easier if you all fell into the trap and saved me the trouble." His accent was light, so it was sort of hard to recognized, except if you were Americat, who hung around Japan a lot.

"Cool! It's a real Japanese dude!" Americat jumped up and down", can you do karate? Can ya? Do you have a sword like Japan does?"

The man frowned, his brown eyes focused on the cat", You are very annoying, are you not?" He shook his head, smoothing his already slicked back, jet black hair even more with his gloved hand", I do not know any form of martial arts and I don't like wielding swords. They are old, and inefficient. I use magic, because it's easier."

Romania stepped in front of the group with a confident smirk", It's nice to meet you, then," he said", would you mind letting us pass?"

"No," the man shook his head", I've been ordered to guard this door, and not let anyone but the boss in." the man's eyes became clouded with black, as if someone dropped a spot of ink in each brown pools.

Upon noticing this, Romania frowned", You're not a natural magic user," he stated, not a hint of doubt in his voice", you made a deal with someone? Your powers are artificial. The most disgusting kind."

"Do you even know what artificial is?" the man challenged", my magic came from a source as natural as human nature."

"But it didn't come from you," Romania shook his head, his eyes being laced with gold as he uttered an activation spell under his breath, then said", without the deal you made, you won't even have enough magic energy to activate the simplest spell."

The other nations inched back, Sweden holding Americat to keep the cat from jumping into the battle that was clearly out of their league.

I wanted to finish the battle scenes all in this chapter, but I don't want to ignore the word count. So...

thank you to my followers, Aprincessb1215, Forever In The Fire, Hutcchy, MB4125, Super Serious Gal 3, Zemmno, and theRandomScrolls.

Your usernames are all so cool...

thank you to my favorite-ers, Aprincessb1215, CanadianShikigami, Forever In The Fire, and TheShadowKitty13.

Look at those... such cool usernames...

I feel as if I'm saying goodbye or something... don't worry. I don't think I'll be abandoning this or anything. I'll just tell you if I died or something (knock on wood, I quite like my life right now).

Question, should I include Romania's fight scene or just jump to its results? Also, I hope you understand my theory on magic and stuff. If ya wanna know more about it (coz I know a lot more about it) PM me or something.

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