Savior Spy

By: Aubrie1234

How many times was he going to fall unconscious in one day? First nearly bleeding to death, and now being kidnapped. It just wasn't Alex's day, was it?

When he awoke, he found himself in an unfamiliar lit and furnished room, but no windows and no doorknob. At least, not on his side. Looking down, he found himself in a bed and with his bedclothes still on. Nothing had been done to him since he was kidnapped, but he couldn't remember seeing his kidnapper. All he remembered was planning to get into bed when a small suddenly assaulted his nose. Barely a few second after his mouth was covered by a cloth and he was knocked out. How could he have been captured so easily, and how was he so wide awake?

Standing, he found that he was a little dizzy, but needed no support, so he walked over to investigate the door. Looking into the hole, there was a knob on the other side, but there was no way to access it. And as he was still in bedclothes, he didn't have any weapons, not even his Mamba Pistol. Checking the drawers and any other hiding place, Alex frowned. Nothing was hidden, as there was nothing anywhere. Just a bed, a knob-less door, a dresser, and a lamp. Nothing else. He had also tried the walls and door, but they were all solid. No way out.

He sat back on the bed and began to wait for his captors to appear. There was nothing he could do until then.

"Yes! Revenge!" Luciano laughed when he heard the news of Oliver's capture of Alex. The cupcake man would have given him one of his 'insanity looks' (complete with slasher smile and glowing eyes) if not for the fact they were talking over the phone.

"No revenge, Luci! Alex is here because I wanted to talk with him! He's strange, and everyone knows it. I want to learn why he's strange, which is why you and the others are coming over. If he won't speak to one of us, then maybe another can get him to talk. We also don't have much time, as I'm sure Artie and his friends are trying to open the mirror again!"

"Fine, fine." growled the Italian, "I'm also bringing Flavio, since he wanted to meet the kid after our defeat, and with him will be Andres. My fratello wanted to bring him to meet the kid too, so don't blame me!"

"That shouldn't be a problem. Viktor is bringing over his sisters anyway. But be nice! I don't want you to pick a fight with Alex!"

"HE'S A D**N MENACE! HE STOLE MY KNIVES AND MY PRIDE!" Oliver had to hold the phone away from his ear at Luci's yelling.

"Swear Jar! Luciano, if you won't be nice to Alex, I'll make sure you never get your knives back! Remember, some of the ones he stole were engraved and/or over a hundred years old!"

"Don't you f***ing dare-!"

"Swear Jar again! And Luci, if you knew me, you would know I mean it."

"Alright, alright! I'll be nice..."

"Good. See you in a while!" Oliver hung up and turned to the other three countries in the room: Francois, Allan, and Matt.

"Well? Is the b*****d coming?" Francois asked. He flicked a quarter into the mentioned jar before Oliver even had to ask.

"Yes, as are Flavio and Andres. And stop smoking!" Oliver plucking the cigarette out of the Frenchman's mouth and threw it in the ash tray. He just lit another one when the Brit turned his back.

"Well, boys, is this what you wanted?" Oliver turned to Allan and Matt, who had been whispering. At being addressed, they looked up.

"Yeah, it is." Allan nodded, "We just want to show Alex he isn't alone."

"Alex had a bullet scar on his chest, and he has bad nightmares, like I do." Matt added, "The 1P!s might not like it, but we're here to help." The elder two were silent.

"I see..." Oliver finally spoke, "I'm sure the others can help him, then. Viktor seemed to be interested in Alex somewhat, after what the boy did to him."

"The child didn't do anything except scare him." Francois said, "Scare Viktor into fascination of the boy."

"If he tries anything against Alex, though, he's going to get a face full of nails and barbed wire." Allan growled, he and his brother gripping their weapons.

"Anyway, do you want to talk to Alex or should I?" Oliver asked, trying to defuse the tension in the room.

"He's more familiar with us but you're his country and kidnapper..." Matt mused, "You could see him while I wait outside. I just hope it doesn't spook him."

"Matt, he's not going to get spooked by you at the door while Ollie goes to talk to him. You're overreacting!"

"I wish I was..."

Alex looked up when he heard the door open. In the doorway were two men, one he recognized as Matt. The other felt familiar but was a complete stranger, so maybe he was Arthur's 2P. It would explain the strange familiarity, even though they had never met, Alex was sure.

"Why hello there!" The brightly-colored man pranced into the room, "My name is Oliver! You're Alex, right?"

"..." Alex stayed silent, suspicious. Matt gave him a nod, indicating that Oliver was safe.

"Don't worry, I won't bite!" Alex gave Matt an 'Are you serious?' look. The Canadian gave a shrug.

"...Yeah, I'm Alex. Why am I here?"

"Mattie and Al asked for my help in bringing you here, so I did!" The man had the grace to look sheepish, if not ashamed, "Sorry about knocking you out."

"Okay...? So, what do you want with me? Trying to hurt Arthur, or do you want secrets?"

"No no no, nothing of the sort!" Oliver shook his head, "We want to be your friends, show you that you're not alone!"

"Yeah, and the scary brown flying bunny on your shoulder is reassuring."

"Chocolate Bunny!" Oliver scolded the magical rabbit, who had appeared only moments ago, "Don't scare the boy away!"

"I'm hungry, psycho. Feed me when you're done with this hard case." The bunny then disappeared in a cloud of ominous black smoke. Matt didn't seem surprised that Alex had seen the infamous Flying Chocolate Bunny.

"Sorry about him, he's much too honest and frankly quite scary-looking! I don't know how I manage to put up with him..."

Honest? Alex thought, Then does that mean the furball could see right through me? And what did he mean by calling Oliver 'psycho?' I have a bad feeling about this...

"Anyway, more of our friends are coming over to meet you, and I made sure that Luci won't murder you for knocking him out and stealing his knives! I would suggest staying out of his way until he has them back, though."

"Noted. And what do you mean by showing me that I'm 'not alone?'"

"Matt, could you please explain? It was your and Allan's idea, after all." Matt nodded and came into the room.

"Hey." he knelt to Alex's level, "Allan and I, after seeing your scar and your eyes, we want to show you that you aren't the only one hurt here. Every country has been hurt, 1P and 2P. We're just going to share a few stories, alright?"

"That's all?" Alex blinked, "When why kidnap me?"

"We wouldn't be able to talk to you otherwise!" Oliver answered, "Our 1P!s are awful! They always think we're trying to kill them or something! Not all the time, but still!"

"I see..." Alex avoided their eyes, "If that's everything, I guess I'll stay here. You won't let me go because I'll try to escape, right? I'm not like that. Usually I do try to escape, but I can see you're genuinely trying to help me, so I want to stick around. It would be nice to talk about what happened to me, get it off my chest, just so long as you don't try to take advantage of me." It was silent for a few moments.

"Lad, look at me." Oliver took Alex's chin and moved it up to see that Oliver was the one crouching, Matt having stood but not left, "As the boys have probably already explained, even we have our limits. We can give trust as long as it isn't betrayed. If you don't betray us, we won't betray you. Besides, after learning of your scar and how well you defeated us, who would want to hurt you? You may be a child, but you act like an adult, so we will treat you like one. No sympathy, as you don't want any, but we care for you. Empathy, which is where we know what you've been through, is different from sympathy, so allow us to give you some."

"...Alright." a smile was coming to Alex's face, "You may be dangerous, but I trust you. Is it alright if I leave the room?" A bright smile crossed Oliver's face.

"Of course! Come, come! We have much to see!" As Oliver pulled him along, Alex had one more quip to make.

"I suddenly feel like I'm in the Willy Wonka Chocolate Factory..." Matt chuckled, as Alex couldn't have been more right, and followed the two out.

"D**n git, taking away my charge...!" Arthur snarled as he, Anghel, and Lukas searched for a spell to open the mirror again. It had been a few hours since Alex had been kidnapped and already morning. Alfred yawned as he took the stairs to the basement, bringing food and drinks for the three who had stayed up all night.

"Dudes, you should get some rest." he said, blinking tiredly, "I know this may not make much sense, but I get the feeling the 2P!s won't hurt Alex. Oliver may have a special connection to him like you do, Arthur, and if the other two looked regretful, then Alex must have done something to touch them. They won't let him get hurt either." Arthur whirled around, Alfred flinching at the glare in his eyes, one the superpower hadn't seen in a long time.

"I can't just do nothing! I may have lost you and the other colonies, but I'm not losing Alex! He's a hurt boy and there's no telling what those f***ing 2P!s will do!" Arthur's eyes were filled with tears as his outburst began to subside, "I've become very protective of him, just like you are with your States! There's no reason why I wouldn't worry for him!" Alfred didn't looked shocked at this, surprisingly, despite the glare he was getting. Ignoring it, he nodded and put the tray on the ground.

"I know what you mean, but you have to trust him. Alex can handle himself, even if he is in the 2P!World. But I'm a hypocrite, as I worry about my States all the time. Also, I want to ask you something, Arthur." Alfred met his eyes, "If you worry so much for Alex, did you ever worry for me? For Leon, for Advik? For Mattie, for Jett?" Alfred, after seeing Arthur's eyes widen at his words but no sound come out, turned away.

"Just as I thought. You're more worried for a boy you just met than those of us who had been with you for at least a hundred years or more."

"Alfred-!" The American ignored him as he went up the stairs. All was silent.

"..." Lukas and Anghel, who had heard and seen everything, weren't sure what to say.

"...I worried just as much about them as I worry now for Alex, didn't I..?" Arthur asked himself aloud, almost in a whisper, "Or is Alfred right? Am I that horrible a caretaker?"

"You weren't that bad." Lukas told him, "But your people we. You loved them more than the world itself, but your people weren't as kind. I remember such a time as where they all wanted your attention so much they would fight with each other."

"Speaking of attention, maybe that's what's happening here." Anghel spoke up, "Alfred might be jealous of the attention you're giving Alex, which is why he said that."

"Then why does it hurt so much?"

"Because it's from someone you love, Arthur. The most hurtful words come from those that you love, like Alfred." Lukas said, knowing that all too well from the other Nordics, especially from the wars between Berwald and Matthias.

"Then how do I fix it?"

"Apologize. Tell him that you cared as much for him and the colonies as you do for Alex, and that you would love them all equally."

"Right." Arthur nodded with renewed confidence and ran up the stairs.

"...You do realize there's more to Alfred's words than that, right?" Anghel mused.

"Yes, but being as stubborn as they are, Arthur nor Alfred would believe me. Honestly..." Lukas sighed and Anghel smirked.

"You're a hypocrite yourself, you know."

"What do you mean?"

"Why, you and Matthias, of course!" In response, Lukas grabbed his friend's tie and began choking him. There was no way he was in love with Matthias like Arthur was with Alfred! What horrible ideas Anghel had...

Oh, I just LOVE torturing the characters! And first appearance of Flying Chocolate Bunny! Also, here are a few notes:

Leon = Hong Kong

Jett = Australia

Advik = India

Andres = 2P!Spain

Anyway, read & review!