OK,Finally got over my writers block. Now, before yo go and complain about grammar. I have been working a lot of hours lately, so I have not done an extreame amount of spell checking.
Any reviews about grammar will be ingored.
From Youikina
P.S. Next story to be updated on is the Potter Family, as well as Playing a Yakuza Bride. They should be out by wensday at latest.
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Lucius Malfoy may be a cold man to most people, but on the inside, he is a caring father to his son. It is the only thing he really wants to be. Ever since his father forced him to become a deatheater, he has been acting like the perfect second in command for years. His bitch of a wife, wishes to please his master in every single way.
When Voldemort forced him to find the book on the nations, he was petrified. When he found the book, in an place that he can not reveal, he read through it. Horror was all he could feel when he knew exactly what was going to happen.
He ripped out three pages of the book, the dark lord would do horrible things if he knew what was on those three pages. Quickly burning them, he took the book to his master.
Voldemort did not blame him for the missing pages, but he did receive a gracious comment from his...Lord. He hates that word. He hates Voldemort. However, until the time is right, he needed to play the part.
So, here he was, sitting in a room with a blond in a green military uniform, who is glaring at him, while holding his wand.
"Why did you want to speak with me," demanded the smaller blond man. Lucius held out his hand to the younger man.
"Before I say anything, I want to make an unbreakable oath that I am not here to harm you or your sister, and all secrets about you shall remain safe," said Lucius, not bothering to lie. This is the time he needed to be truthful.
"Make your oath," demanded the blond man.
"We need someone with magic to simply hold their hand or hand over our hands, which need to be holding each other," said Lucius, before the smaller blond nodded.
"Big brother, I can do it," came from the doorway. Lucius turned his head to see the smallest and one of the cutest girls he has ever seen.
"Lily, no," started the smaller blond, before she came fully into the room.
"Vash, please let me help," she said, before looking her look a like brother in the eyes. The shorter blond noded, before grasping his hand in a tight grip. Lily, put her hand over their hands.
"I, Lucius Malfoy, hereby swear on my life, that I will not harm vash or lily, nor reveal any secrets pretaining them to anyone, so mote shall it be," he said.
The bond worked, and Vash quickly stared him down.
"Why are you here," demanded Vash, glaring at him. Lucius slipped his hand into his robe, before pulling out three pages. The pages are worn and torn, but he handed them over to Switzerland. As soon as Switzerland looked at the pages, before looking up at him in shock.
"I ripped them out of the book the dark lord has before I was forced to give it to him. I knew the only place to keep those pages safe was within the barrier you have around your country. The persona I put up in my home country is just an act. I hate Voldemort with my very being," said Lucius looking into the eyes of the nation in front of him.
"What is it you want in return," demanded Switzerland.
"I want your permission to move my son here when the war end. My son, I love him very much. Like me, he has hidden his resentment for the Dark Lord well. Now that he is a deatheater, because of my darling wife, England will not suit him well. If I survive the battles to come, then I wish to bring him here to live a life in peace. If I do not survive, make sure he lives happily," said Lucius, giving the nation a smile, that shocked the smaller blond.
"I can do that, Lucius. You will always be welcome in Switzerland," said Vash, before Lucius nodded at him.
"I need to go, I have been gone far too long," said Lucius. Vash handed the man his wand, and a second later, the taller blond was gone.
"Big brother, what did that man do to make you welcome him here," asked Lily, giving him a curious look. Vash looked at the first paper in his hand, and he saw the names of EVERY Country, their human names, and the where they are that exact moment.
Seeing Lily's name, gave him shivers. Without Lucius, they would have been in some deep trouble. On the second paper, is a way to unbind the ritual Voldemort used. On the third page, is how to get past the barrier of neutrality.
"We owe him for keeping us safe. I need to speak to the other nations," he said, before Lily smiled at him.
Before he could do anything, the buzzing of the journal from the desk in the corner caught his attention. Immediately, he rushed over to the journal. Opening it up, he immediately balled his hands into fist.
England gave into Voldemort to keep me from being bound. I have never felt so sick. He was sitting on the ground with glassy eyes, besides Voldemort on his throne. That fucker was treating him like a puppy, petting his head. Voldemort laughed off England's decision, saying my time would come. Although, it is not my way to ask for help, please help me. I'm scared. Romania~.
Switzerland glared at the paper in front of him. The words were written as if by a young child. Romania must have undergone some crucios for an extended amount of time. What angered him the most, is that the words were written out in blood with his fingers.
He felt sick.
No, he needed to stay calm. He needed to stay neutral. If he chooses a side, the barrier will fall. Then Lily would be in danger. He needed to stay calm for lily. Need to stay calm, he repeated to himself.
"Big brother," he heard, before he snapped the book shut. There is no way he could let Lily see this. She would start to cry. That is one thing he really did not want to see.
"What is wrong," asked Lily as he turns to her.
"You do not want to know lily," he said, before she nodded.
"I understand big brother. Please be careful. I worry a lot about you, and the other countries," said Lily before walking out of the room, to make tea most likely.
Slipping the book into his jean, he followed Lily. Being around her will make him stay calm. Him being angry is the last thing anyone needs. If he gets angry enough, the barrier will fall and Lily, the book, the pages, and himself will all be in grave danger.
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America never cried so hard in his life. The moment that message hit him, he was in teen tower, talking with Raven. The buzzing made him read the journal, and he started to cry. For the first time in a long time, he cried. He cried so hard, he started to get sick. The titans, especially robin brought him to the bathroom and took care of him.
He did not know how long he was in the bathroom, but it felt like forever.
"What should we do," he asked himself.
"Make it look like he is winning," he heard behind him. Raven stared down at him, before he felt his brain actually start to work. Quickly cleaning up, he started to write in the journal. If there is one person he needs to talk to, it is Canada.
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Russia glared at the the prison guard in front of him. The guard quickly took off in fright.
"No," he said, before Canada glared at him.
"Please let me do this," he said, before the larger nation rubbed his forehead.
"Matvey," started Russia, trying to get his words in.
"Do not Matty me, Ivan. He has my mama. Alfred's plan is amazing, but you need to be strong for it to work. Please Ivan. What if it was Ukraine who had been captured," said Mathew.
"I do not like this plan. If I came up with one that would be better, would you accept it," said Russia, before rubbing his eyes. Matty could see the tears welling up in his eyes.
"I love you Ivan," he said before hugging the man.
Strong arms wrapped him close before two more sets of arms wrapped around them.
He felt loved and scared at the same time, but the love beat the fear out of him.
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Matty snuck into the huge mansion with ease. Toris is right behind him. They knew what they were doing. They were careful not to get caught by any deatheaters. This is the time they needed to start being less carefull. They need to get captured. It is a stupid plan but a smart one at the same time.
"You there," he heard, before two lights hit him. He heard and felt the loud thud, when he hit the ground.
"Matty," he heard, before that voice fell silent.
Suddenly, he was floating.
He had no idea how much time has passed before he was very rudely dropped onto the hard floor again. The spell keeping him still disappeared. Not a second later, he was on his knees. A wand at his throat, and a hand holding his hair in a tight grip. It did not really hurt, but he acted like it hurt more then it did. Looking in front of him is a snake like thing, sitting on the throne. Next to that thing, on a red plush pillow sat his Mama. His Mama is leaned against the leg of the monster in front of him. His eyes glassy, and non focused.
What did this thing do to his Mama?
"What did you do to my MAMA," he screamed at the snake thing, and broke the hand in his hair by squeezing it hard. The man holding him jumped back in pain. He rushed to the limp form of England, and pulled his Mama into a hug.
"Mama, wake up. Mama. Mama," he cried, not bothering to hide his tears. He wanted his Mama to hug him. He wanted his Mama to pat his hair, to tell him it was alright. His Mama was just limp. Anger filled him, before he glared up at the smirking snake monster in front of him.
"How dare you," he snarled, before releasing his Mama, jumping up, and punching Voldermort in the face. Voldemort's head snapped to the side, before he was thrown onto the ground. A crucio was sent at him, but it hurt like hell. All he could feel is pain. He could not see, or hear. There is only pain.
"How dare you attack me," snarled Voldemort in anger, as Matty screamed in pain. The blond haired nation started to wither in pain.
"Stop please," cried Toris, from his position of being forced on the ground.
"Why should I," demanded Voldemort.
"Please stop hurting Mr. Canada. I'll do anything," said Toris, bowing his head in defeat. Tears pouring down his face. This is not of the plan, but he could not stand to see Matty lying there in pain. Immediately, the crucio on Matty stopped, and Toris was let up. Rushing to the side of Matty, he pulled the bigger nation close.
"Isn't that interesting. Unless Canada submits too, Romania will be brought forth and tortured right in front of you. I can guarantee I can get my beloved servant to help," said Voldemort patting England's head.
"I...Sub," started Canada, but he would not get the words out. His voice hoarse from screaming. The tears streaks made his pale face red.
"Good enough, Lucius. Bring me a white pillow, and a green one," said Voldemort, before a tall blond man rushed out of the room. Seconds later, he came back with the pillows. The white one was set on the left of Voldemort's throne, and the green one besides that. Toris picked up the limp Canada, and sat him on the white pillow. Instinctively knowing what Voldemort wanted, he leaned Canada against the leg of the Dark Lord, who smirked at him.
Toris held his eyes down in shame, before leaning slightly against Canada. He felt really scared. However, if all goes well, then it wont be long before Ivan is here.
The meeting went on forever, but Toris was focusing on Voldemort and Canada the whole time. He made sure Canada didn't lean too much on Voldemort's leg.
Soon, the meeting was finished.
The next thing he knew, is that he is in a room. There was two small single beds. Each bed had the flag for their nation on it. Quickly and carefully, he set Matty on his bed, he put him to sleep. As soon as Matty was comfortable, he rushed over to Romania, who is just sleeping on the bed.
"Romania, look at me," he asked the nation. The red eyes stared at him, but they were clouded in pain. It seems Voldemort has been feeding him at least.
"It...h...hur..ts," said Romania. Toris quickly checked the vampire over. Romania is in some serious pain. Some broken bones, and muscle problems due to all the crucios he went under.
"Romania, I need you to go into a healing sleep. You will be able to speak to your mate that way if you do," said Toris, before the eyelids of Romania closed, and he stopped breathing.
It did not take Toris long to find the journal and tell everyone what happened.
It was a good thing the deatheaters did not know what he is doing before they got captured. They needed to act fast. They only have a month before the next ritual can be done.
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France paced back in forth in the middle of the loft in the flamels house.
"France calm down," he heard. Turning to see Penny there, and staring at him with worry. He felt all of his troubles reach a boiling point, and all he could do is cry. He cried in misery, and despair. He cried in worry, and hope. He cried for the love of his life, who is now a doll for a mad man.
He cried, and cried. Arms wrapped around him, pulling him into a hug.
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Ivan smashed another inmate into the ground. He is so pissed. So angry. Then the stupid prisoners decided to start a riot. This prison is no longer safe. So he decided to do the best thing to revile his anger. He started to beat the prisoners down. He would not kill them. America would be able to feel the prisoners die, and that would not help the current situation.
Ravis sat on the bed in their cell, crying his eyes in worry. He wanted to go back to happier day.
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Hungary moved through the hallways of the building. Why is this one man so hard to find?
Anger, and frustration about not being able to do anything is seriously starting to piss her off.
"Why are you following me," she heard from behind her. She turned to see an man in his thirties holding his gun, which is pointed at her.
"I need to speak to Stark. I hear your the best way to get to him while being decriet," she said.
"Why should I trust anything your saying," said the man, not evening bothering to glare at her.
"There is a world war about to break out, and you dare question me, the persona of Hungary, why you should trust me," she snarled at him. She knew that Shield knew of the personas. They would help keep them safe most of the time.
"Prove it," said the man. That is it! She pulled out her frying pan.
"Ok, I believe you," said the man. He mentioned for her to follow him. She followed him, and one thing lead to another, and she was in stark mansion.
"Why is there a women with you coulson," said Stark, giving him a wide grin.
"This is not the time to be a smart-ass. I am in dire need of your help, as is every single country in the world," said Hungary, before the man looked at her with a weird expression.
"Have I met you before," he asked.
"Yes, we met one when you were but a child. You and your father were visiting my place, Hungary. You ran off to explore and I played with you for hours," said Hungary, not bothering to lie.
"How do you look the same," asked Tony, completely intrigued.
So she explained everything to him. The genius was taking in what she said easily.
"So what do you need me to do," asked Tony, confused.
"You are a genius, that is true. I need you to find a way to stop magic from working for at least ten minutes," said Hungary.
Tony went into thinking mode, as pepper calls it.
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What did you think?
The battle will be coming in a few chapters.
From youikina