"Why is there never anything on TV?" Alfred groaned. He had been flipping channels for what felt like forever. He thought that watching TV might distract him from that whole thing in the forest, but nothing worked if he couldn't find a good channel.

"Maybe because it's the middle of the day?" Gilbert chuckled as he came down the stairs. "Even I know daytime television sucks."

"Took you long enough to take that shower," Alfred rolled his eyes and continued flipping through channels. A stupid children's cartoon. A movie from the 1970s. Nothing good was on.

"Shouldn't you take one now, too?" Gilbert asked as he walked behind the couch and stood right behind Alfred. "You fell in the pond, too."

"I'll take one later," Alfred sighed. He was too bored to move. A horrible game show. A picture of a blonde man. The news.

"Wait, go back one," Gilbert said quickly, leaning over the back of the couch.

"Why?" Alfred asked, but he went back anyway. This was that stupid channel that Derek guy had all to himself. From the looks of it, another person was about to be executed. He had gelled back blonde hair and cold blue eyes. Derek always liked to have his prisoners dressed up well.

"I-I know him," Gilbert said sadly.

"Well, kiss him goodbye," Alfred chuckled. "This is just the channel that billionaire uses to flaunt his power."

"He really is going to die…" Gilbert muttered quietly.

"Whaddya say?" Alfred asked just as a door upstairs slammed.

"Would you get away from me for one bloody second?" Arthur's voice demanded. Alfred looked upwards, towards the noise.

"But you are just too adorable, mon cher," Francis' voice purred.

"Don't touch me, frog!" Arthur yelled and Alfred heard footsteps running down the stairs. Soon, Arthur appeared and quickly sat on the couch next to Alfred, on the side opposite the stairs.

"Oh, come on," Francis appeared soon. "You know you want to."

"Like hell," Arthur spat towards him, then turned his attention to the TV. "What the hell are you watching?"

"Hey," Alfred put his hands up in surrender. "Gilbert wanted to watch it."

Arthur turned around to look at Gilbert, who appeared to be mesmerized at the TV. "Do you know that poor soul?"

"Yeah," Gilbert nodded, speaking quietly. "Th-that's my bruder…"

Alfred immediately felt bad for what he said before. He quickly changed the channel back to the news. "You, uh, don't need to see the end of that," Alfred muttered. He looked back at Gilbert, but he still looked intent on staring at the screen. Alfred looked back towards the TV and saw it panning a giant pile of rubble that could only be Asia. "You never seen Asia before, or something?"

Gilbert shook his head. "To be honest, all I've seen is this forest," he said.

"Really?" Francis asked.

"Not much left to see, obviously," Alfred rubbed the back of his head. "Arthur's better at history lessons that I am." Alfred was hoping he wouldn't have to explain all of this to anyone.

Arthur glared at Alfred for a quick second before speaking. "Well, no one's really lived in Asia for about a century. It was destroyed by The Dictator from back then. I guess our current one is that Derek Bilonwal. We don't quite know since we've been running away in this forest our whole lives."

"Why was it destroyed?" Gilbert asked.

"Because The Dictator didn't like them," Alfred sighed. "Each dictator from the past has been trying to exterminate people like us, and he was trying to destroy any trace of it. Same thing happened to Africa."

"Some of the inhabitants tried to take refuge in Antarctica or Australia," Arthur said. "But they've been cut off from the rest of the world and aren't allowed to leave. So we have no idea what's happening there. When the people of North and South America saw what was happening to the other continents, they basically abandoned their own countries, afraid that the same would happen to them."

"Europe's the only one untouched," Francis sighed.

"We're in North America right now," Alfred said proudly. He and Mathew were the only ones in the group that were native to North America. "Most of it's a forest by now. Europeans are trying to re-inhabit it, but nothing's really working."

"Bilonwal is leading those efforts," Arthur sighed. "And I think his only reason is to try to find us."

"We're the last of the freaks in this world," Francis said.

"There is supposed to be someone that helps stop the stupid line of dictators," Alfred said. "Or at least, that's what legend says. He's supposed to save the world."

Alfred looked up at Gilbert and it looked like he froze up or something. His eyes went wide. What was he thinking?

"Let's step away from that depressing topic," Arthur stood up and Alfred took that as his cue to turn the TV off. "We should finally get around to really introducing ourselves." Arthur smiled softly to Gilbert.

Arthur called for the others to meet up in the room they were already in and it didn't take them long to all enter the room. Gilbert decided to stay where he was behind the couch. Everyone else seemed to file in and seemed to have rightful places for everyone.

"So, we're finally doing this, are we?" Antonio chuckled.

"Yes, we are," Arthur rolled his eyes. He was still standing, in front of the TV. "Alfred, you start."

"You kind of already know," Alfred turned around in his spot and stared at Gilbert. "Alfred," he pointed at his head. "I have superhuman strength, speed, and durability."

"Very educated sounding, Alfred," Antonio clapped, laughing. "Didn't know you had that in you."

Gilbert couldn't help but snicker.

"You already know mine, too," Mathew said quietly beside Alfred. "I can turn intangible."

"As I am French," Francis said happily from his spot. "I can make anybody falling irresistibly in love with me."

"Yes, and if we could get rid of you, we would," Arthur rolled his eyes. "He's not as strong as he thinks he is. If someone knows about his power, it's useless."

"You know you love me, Arthur," Francis purred and Arthur rolled his eyes. "Antoine, you next."

"I can control and create fire," Antonio sighed, obviously uninterested. As emphasis, he held out a hand and a little flame danced across his palm.

"Oh, me next!" Feli bounced in his seat. Then he looked like he was concentrating very hard. All of a sudden, it looked like cat ears appeared on his head and a tail appeared behind him. Gilbert faltered back slightly in surprise. "I can partially shapeshift!"

"Partially," Gilbert chuckled slightly. "Okay."

Feli returned to normal and stared at Lovino next to him. Lovino, in turn, grumbled a stream of curse words. But, eventually, he spoke. "I control the weather. Happy Venenziano?" Feli nodded happily.

Arthur cleared his throat, bringing everyone's attention to him

"Oh yeah," Alfred laughed loudly. "Artie controls shadows."

"Isn't that his job to say, smart one?" Gilbert laughed.

"I don't control them," Arthur rolled his eyes.

"Oh, yes," Francis scoffed. "He just 'manipulates' them." He put air quotes around "manipulates."

"I also do more than just that," Arthur scoffed.

"Yeah, I still don't believe you can do magic," Alfred leaned back in his seat.

"Magic?" Gilbert chuckled.

"Is it really that preposterous that I can do magic?" Arthur snapped.

"Well, that depends," Gilbert said. "Did you really just say 'preposterous'? Because that's the funniest thing I have ever heard."

Alfred started laughing and he held up his hand to high-five Gilbert.

"Yes, well I'm surrounded by idiots," Arthur rolled his eyes.

"So, are you finally gonna tell us what you can do?" Alfred turned his head towards Gilbert.

"I guess," Gilbert shrugged. He might as well. These people were already giving him their life story, so he should. They did take care of him after all… "I-" He was cut off by the sound of someone knocking on the door. Everyone's attention snapped towards the door.

"That's not good," Arthur muttered.

Sorry for the long wait and the short chapter. But I know exactly where the story is going now and next chapter is probably going to be really short... Anywho, we got to know a little bit of world history now! We got to see that the world was destroyed by people trying to get rid of people with special abilities. Ain't that fun?

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