"Okay this has to be cafeteria; if it isn't then we're all fucked…" Texas muttered to herself and she pushed open a pair of double doors. She smiled when she saw tables around the room and vending machines lined against the wall. "Success! Even when I'm lost I still find my way!" After her self-praise Texas rushed back to the kitchen, surprised to see how clean it was. "Strange, this place was abandoned right?"

The Texan ran a hand over a counter; she was shocked when she found that there was no dust on the surface. Searching around Texas filled up bags with food and different drinks, checking the expiration dates first of course. The food strangely enough looked very fresh despite the horrible conditions it was being stored in.

"Alright map, I am determined to not get lost this time so don't lie to me!" Texas glared at the map and she set up a route back to the safe room in her mind. "Alright that should do, now I won't get lost!" Texas' eyes filled with determination as she set out with the bags of food.

'The Doctor' (as he was called) was simply one that people instinctively knew not to mess with. He was a thin man with a gaunt face who only had but a few strands of hair in which he brush to one side. His small brown eyes were hidden behind rimmed glasses in which he never took off. His coat was dirtied, and his crimson tie was being twirled between his fingers as he watched through the screens.

At the moment, the girl, 'Alexa" as she had called herself, was gathering supplies. Her brown hair swayed behind her and her head was constantly turning as if expecting something to jump out at her. He had ordered that the dogs stay behind, leaving the girl alone. He had seen her combat moves (they were quite impressive, but not nothing that a little prick of a needle filled with 'magic' couldn't fix) and now he wished to see how she would fare on her own.

In a way, she had sealed her own fate, separating herself from the rest of comrades, and injured on top of it - The Doctor couldn`t help but snicker.

Foolish, foolish girl, he thought to himself, his raspy voice filling the room. "You predictable child."

"Ahhhh!"

The Doctor`s eyes switched to the next screen, his mouth twitching at the sight. The Italian was clutching the arm of the German nation, his whole body trembling as a wire swung from the ceiling in front of them.

"Get off of me!" Germany yelled, pushing the frightened Italian away. "It`s just a wire!"

Italy squealed, and Japan frowned. "It's so dark..."

The Doctor turned his attention back to the American state, not in the least bit interested in the others. They would be taken care of soon enough - now, if only that fool of an assistant would respond to him -

He froze at the sound of the door opening behind him.

"China, England, Czech, are you guys -"

He spun his chair around slowly, a wide grin spread across his face.

"It's about time we met," The Doctor said. "I've been waiting for you, Texas."

~Texas POV~
I felt fear shoot down my spine when I saw the man, something about him disturbed me. Actually he did more than disturb me; he frightened me in a way that I never have been before. I felt terrified, more terrified than when I was young and had to fight Mexico for my freedom. So much more frightened when the Galveston Hurricane leveled most of the city and killed so many of my people. No, in those times I always had someone reach out to me and offered help; in this I was alone and I knew it.

"What do you mean; you've been waiting for me?"

"That's correct, such a rude little State you are for keeping me waiting like this." His voice was raspy yet frightening at the same time. "Now that you're here, I'll be taking good care of you."
~End Texas POV~