It was completely silent in the cells as each member tried to keep themselves occupied.
"I've got an idea," Arthur said suddenly.
Feliciano and Lovino sat up.
"You do?"
Arthur nodded.
"Yes. All we have to do is-"
The door opened and cut him off.
All the inhabitants turned to look and hoped that someone new wasn't being brought in.
Two men stepped into the basement.
"Give me back my Tore!" Lovino screamed at the men, throwing himself against the bars of his cell to try and get to them.
The men ignored him and walked up to Arthur.
"You're being released," the said simply.
Arthur stared at him.
"R-Really?"
"Just for the day."
He crossed his arms.
"And what if I refuse?" he demanded.
The taller of the two men grabbed his arm roughly.
"That's not an option!"
Arthur was dragged out of his cell roughly.
"Don't hurt him!" Feliciano yelled.
"Let go of him and bring me back my Tore!" Lovino added.
"SHUT UP!" the shorter man roared. He hit Lovino in the face so he fell to the ground. "And stop yelling about your kid! He's gone!"
Lovino gasped.
"N-No!"
The man smirked and snapped his fingers.
Arthur's arms were forced behind his back and tied there with a length of coarse rope.
He was shoved out the door and up the stairs.
The men pushed him onto his knees in front China's chair.
"What do you want with me?" he hissed.
China stood up and walked over to him.
"I'm bored and you're going to entertain me."
Arthur swallowed.
'Francis…forgive me.'
Francis, Antonio, and Ludwig were all sitting around Francis's dining table trying to figure out what to do.
"Who would want Angleterre, nord de l'Italie, et sud de l'Italie?" Francis wondered aloud.
"Someone who doesn't realize who they're up against, amigo," Antonio said darkly.
Ludwig was about to say something when someone banged on the door.
All three jumped to their feet and turned to look.
The person outside didn't wait for the door to be answered and burst inside.
"Bruder!" the albino yelled as he looked around.
Ludwig sighed and covered his face with his hand.
"Gilbert…"
The man heard his name and spotted Ludwig.
"Bruder! I need to talk to you!"
"You can't break in mon maison like it's Allemagne's! You don't live here!" Francis yelled angrily.
"But it's important!" the albino whined. "I really need to talk to mein bruder!"
Ludwig put a hand on Francis's shoulder.
"I'll be right back. If I talk to him, he'll go away."
Antonio pulled Francis back to the table to continue discussing their plans for getting their lovers and children back while Ludwig walked up to his brother.
"Vhat is it Vest?" he asked shortly. "I really don't have zhe time or zhe patience for any of your games right now."
Gilbert crossed his arms.
"Zhis isn't a game. It's important!"
"You've said that already. Vhat is it zhat's so important?"
"Zhis!"
Gilbert stepped out of the way to reveal a trembling Austria.
"Österreich?" Austria nodded slowly. "Vhat are you doing here?"
Austria held up a note.
"Vash is gone."
Ludwig stared at him.
"Vh-Vhat?"
He took the note.
Switzerland's human name, Vash, was written on it.
A long, jagged line crossed it out.
Ludwig felt himself shaking with anger.
"Vhy is zhis happening? It isn't fair to us!"
Gilbert pushed Austria in the arm.
"Give him zhe ozher note," he whispered.
Roderich looked down sadly.
"Vhat ozher note?"
The pianist held out a second note.
'I tried to warn you but you left me no choice. You could have just surrendered quietly and no one would have been harmed but you choose not to listen. I have taken your beloved Vash away but he did not come peacefully. Unfortunately since he did not want to come I had to force him. If you want him back you'd better come and get him, but he won't be in the same state he left you in.'
Francis gasped and Ludwig turned to see that he and Antonio had joined them after hearing about the notes.
"This hijo de puta is going to be in a place close to infierno when I get to him!" Antonio yelled.
"I agree. He's done vay too much for us to let him off lightly! He vill pay for vhat he has done!" Ludwig turned to Francis. "Is it okay if ve all stay here? We've already made zhis our base of operations and we need to stick togezher so we don't lose anyone else."
Francis nodded.
"Oui. I zink we should also check up on ze ozer nations and see if zey're okay."
"Zustimmen."
"Follow me."
Francis led Ludwig and Gilbert upstairs, but Roderich stayed where he was.
Gilbert noticed and went back to him.
"Vhat's vrong?"
"I-I don't know what to do now. Whoever is attacking us wants me too." He looked at the ground and whispered, "I'm scared."
Gilbert stared at him.
He had never seen Roderich look that hopeless before.
"Don't vorry," he said as he put an arm around Roderich's shoulders. "You'll be fine. Do you want to stay in ze basement vizh zhe kind?"
Roderich nodded.
"Okay zhen."
Gilbert led him downstairs and Antonio opened the door to the room with all the kids.
The pianist walked inside and watched them shut the door.
"Good bye," he whispered.
Prussia stared at him.
"Good bye…aristocrat."
The door shut and locked itself tightly.
AN: I really can't keep Switzy out of a story that has FrUK, Spamano, and GerIta. If I have all those pairings I need to have Edelweiss also! (that's the pairing name for Switzy and Austria)
But I'm actually gonna add some more pairings! :D So something good to wait for!
Anyway! See ya soon!