Here it is. The fighting scene you've been waiting for. The credit goes to my very special friend Dalasport took time to write this chapter for me. Please enjoy and review.
Smith didn't give a hint that he cared. He motioned for his subordinates to attack and at that second a shrill whistle rang through the morning light.
All of Smith's fighters tensed, looking for the source.
Behind the duo on the hill emerged a group of people. On rough count the looked to be around 10 individuals. And one thing that stood out was that they all looked grim and angry. The majority of them were female but they looked no less fierce than the males. All of them looked quite young, or around their twenties.
The older nations were conversing quietly and with the attention no longer on them they started pushing the very terrified and newly saved nations out of view who were being guided to safety by Eduard and Raivis.
Ivan, Ludwig, Francis and Toris stayed and watched as Smith's men hesitated, giving their leader a questioning look. Some even looked quite nervous.
Toris swiped the group of teens with his eyes and sighed. "It seems like Annabelle and Nicholai managed to get help from offsprings of almost all of the major nations around the globe. I'm not sure they're going to be happy about us compromising their children."
"It's for a good cause. Besides, look at Smiths men." Ludwig noted. The enemy had grouped up and were conversing lightly. Nervousness was turning into excitement and frowns turned into arrogant smirks. "It seems they are underestimating their enemy. I don't think these kids will have any trouble with them."
Francis looked at them and shivered. "It looks like they are already planning what to do after winning." The others observed as well and saw that Francis was right. Most of Smith's men were swiping the girls with their eyes. Anger swelled up in them as they could only imagine what they were thinking.
On the other end the group of teens were conversing as well.
Annabelle and Nicholai stood side by side, holding each others hands.
"Okay, listen up. Firstly I'd like to thank you all for coming to help my family but pleasantries will have to wait since we have limited time." Annabelle stated. " I know that I know none of you but Nicholai said you'd all help and for that I consider you my friends all ready."
Nicholai gave her an encouraging smile and she answered it with a loving look in her eye.
A guy with caramel coloured hair coughed amusingly and Annabelle blushed.
"Yeah, I'm sorry. Okay, I know these people personally so I also know their weaknesses. The blonde one is named Sammy and he's excellent with knifes. Anyone think they can handle that?" she asked.
Four kids that all looked quite similar, stood huddled up together gave each other strong looks and confidently raised their hands.
Nicholai eyed them and recognized them as Alfred and Mathew's kids.
Annabelle nodded. "The two females that are tightly clutching hands right now always work together to try and deceive their enemy so we need someone with brains."
Nicholai laughed and pointed at two boys that looked almost identical. They blushed but nodded.
Annabelle looked at her boyfriend, quite confused. "what's so funny?"
Nicholai laughed again. "They're sons of Estonia and Latvia" he said as that would explain everything.
Annabelle gave a small smile before continuing. " Adrian and Clifford are both karate masters-"
At the word "karate" one of the girls hand shot up and everyone's eyes rested on a black haired female. Nicholai actually thought she looked a lot like her father, China. He only hoped she was as skilled in fighting as he was.
Annabelle raised an eyebrow. "You think you can handle them alone?"
She gave a confident smile. "Yeah, I definitely have the upper hand here."
"Well, then we have only Oliver, Alphones and Lucius left. They are your average fighters so Nicholai and I can take two of them together. You" She pointed at a girl who looked like a Greek goddess. Annabelle actually faltered a little, shocked by the girl's stunning looks.
"Jasmine" She said harshly.
"Jasmine. Right! Can you take Lucius on your own?" Annabelle asked a little suspiciously! That girl did not look like a fighter.
Jasmine gave her a look that clearly said 'of course I can, what do you take me for'.
Annabelle nodded one last time. "Well, good luck."
And with that said the kids scattered trying to get their desired targets to pursue them.
The enemy team had obviously had a pep talk from their leader since they all looked like they could conquer the world.
Annabelle, to be honest, was a little worried. She had never met these guys she was fighting with and had no idea if they could stand against such experienced fighters.
Nicholai, on the other hand was smirking to no ends. He looked so confident and happy. Annabelle assumed he was happy to be reunited with his childhood friends.
Annabelle perked up as she saw one of Smiths team throw something in their direction. The others looked like they had seen it as well as almost all of them dropped to the ground, hands above their head to try to protect themselves. Annabelle dropped as well, assuming it was a grenade.
She was quite surprised when she saw it was only a smoke bomb. She grimaced as she stood back up. 'This was going to be difficult' she thought as she watched the thick smoke spread around them, concealing her comrades from her worst of all. She had lost sight of Nicholai.
Suddenly she received a kick in the back and fell to the ground. She groaned as she landed but seemed to be alright. She rolled to her left just in time as a long knife got buried into the ground, just where she had been laying.
She cursed in frustration. Now the elders had the upper hand, getting to choose their target on their own terms. She jumped up from the ground and faced her opponent.
She paled a little when she saw that it was Sammy. He was definitely her weakness and she swore under her breath. Of course. If she'd know their weakness then they'd know hers. She was terrible when it came to combat with weapons. Actually she was kind of afraid of knifes. And she had nothing to defend herself with. It really didn't help that she wasn't even that capable in combat to begin with.
She glared at the male but made no move. Sammy didn't look like he was going anywhere. She was so frustrated. The knife was making her unfocused. Angry. Reluctantly she decided to lunge for him. He side stepped her easily and kicked her in the back for the second time. She stumbled to the ground again.
She cursed every bad word she new off. He was playing with her. She did not appreciate that. She gave out a low growl as she back flipped and jumped on his back.
Sammy gave out a girlish shriek as he lost his grip on the knife. Annabelle hung on his back as he stumbled around in the smoke, crashing into random people from time to time.
"Hey Annabelle!" She heard. "Having fun?"
"Shut it Nicholai" She said as she desperately tried clinging on to the man who had practically gone mad trying to get her off.
Nicholai just laughed as he side stepped his own opponent. He had been so fortunate to stumble upon his original target and was now having a blast teasing him. Alphonse was clearly outmatched.
Nicholai hadn't even touched him and Alphonse was already sweating like an idiot.
From the left corner of his eye he could hazily see his childhood friend, Mei, high kicking her opponent and turning around just in time to punch a guy in the jaw. He heard a war cry that distracted the Asian girl as a man came from up above, landing right on top of Mei resulting in them both tumbling down.
Nicholai's eyes widened. "Mei" He cried as he started sprinting in her direction. Suddenly he collapsed to the ground with a thump. Something heavy holding his feet down. He glanced back only to see Alphonse smirking up at him as he delivered a kick to his face.
Mei had shaken off her attacker but was now backed up against a big rock with three enemies delivering blow after blow to her. She dodged all of them but had no chance to deliver some of her own.
"Guys" She cried out. "A little help here? Nicholai?" When there was no answer she tried peaking over her enemies shoulder only to see Nicholai sprawled on his back unconscious.
"Nicholai!" She screamed. She turned to her attackers with a desperate expression. She jumped up with her foot outstretched and brought it down on the man in the middle. She bent low and tripped the other two and gave them a few quick blows to keep them down.
Then she raised to Nicholai's form, shaking him.
"Nicholai? Are you okay. Please be okay."
She cried out in relief when she found a pulse. She looked around but could not see a thing in all this smoke. She jumped up and grabbed Nicholai's arm and dragged him to the side, trying to shield him from further damage. Then she disappeared in the smoke, heading to help her comrades.
Frederick was getting into quite the trouble here. He was cornered with only Oliver by his side. Personally he thought that he was the last one he wanted to have with him. Yeah sure, they were great friends but he'd rather have a fighter than a computer nerd by his side.
Frederick dodged a punch that was directed at him and drop kicked his enemy to the ground.
Oliver shrieked and wacked his opponent in the head with a nearby rock, causing a tall women to fall to the ground with a head wound. The woman growled slightly as she pulled out a neat little sword, jumping up again.
Oliver cried out at the sight of a sword. "Ahhh, Frederick. Can't you call your father over or something. I can't handle a sword."
Frederick sighed. "I can't just call my dad over every time I'm in trouble. We need to get out of this on our own."
"But Frederick-"
Frederick stared shocked at the sight in front of him. The woman had plunged her little sword into Oliver's calf.
For a moment Oliver didn't say a word. He just looked at the sword that had gone straight through.
The woman yanked the sword out and he cried out in pain, collapsing to the ground. The woman raised her sword, as if to finish him of but was kicked in the side by Frederick. She flew back and landed on a rock and did not get back up. They were still surrounded by three other guys.
"Can we call for help now?" Oliver whimpered, holding his calf.
Frederick watched as his enemies approached. "I believe now is time for drastic measures."
At that note Oliver started calling for his brother and other friends to come and help them.
Frederick scanned the ground behind his enemies, trying to see through the smoke if anyone was near enough to come to their aid. He spotted a light figure with long dark brown hair walking in their direction.
"Oliver, Jasmine's coming. I just have to keep them occupied until she reaches us. Think you can hang on for maybe five minutes?"
Oliver, who was getting seriously pale, gave a little nod as he leaned against the stone that was blocking their exit.
Personally, Oliver didn't know how Jasmine could possibly help. Yeah, she was gorgeous and all but she was not a fighter. Maybe she would be able to distract them or something. Oliver watched as Frederick blocked punches and blows, while protecting him at the same time. And Jasmine always got closer and closer. "She surely is taking her time" He whispered, a little annoyed to Frederick.
Frederick didn't reply.
Jasmine finally reached her targets. 'This will be fun' she thought to herself with a smirk.
"Excuse me boys" She said, batting her eyelashes. "Are you maybe capable of giving me a hand with something?"
The boys turned around slowly and froze at the sight of the beauty, flipping her dark, long hair around, giving them all a sultry look.
Frederick used this moments hesitation to blow a hard punch to the closest man's face. Jasmine spun and gave a quick kick to the second's abdomen and kneed the other one in the gut.
Frederick eyed Jasmine and motioned towards Oliver. She indicated that she got it and they both moved to Oliver's side and helped support his weight.
"Thanks" Frederick said.
Jasmine smiled brightly. "Just like in kindergarten" "Except that the circumstances weren't as serious as now." Frederick said raising one of his eyebrows.
They started walking slowly through the smoke, Oliver limping in between them. To their right they could see the American siblings surrounded with fallen enemies. They were giving each other high fives and fist bumps, laughing. When they spotted the trio they made their way to them.
Jasmine scanned over the group, trying to spot injuries. She saw that the two sisters both had shallow cuts on their arms and faces and the brothers were badly bruised but other than that they seemed okay.
When the siblings had nearly reached them they froze. Frederick gave them a puzzling look and they motioned for him to turn around. The trio did so and froze at what they saw there. Mei was facing an opponent who held her leg in a hard lock between both his arms.
She looked terrified. The man yelled at her and then there was a snap. She cried out in pain and crumbled to the ground.
"You will kick me no more" The man yelled at her as he started to kick her on his own in various places.
Frederick dropped Oliver and ran towards Mei. Jasmine looked at Oliver. "Do you think you'll be alright for a moment alone?" she asked.
Oliver grunted, but gave her a nod.
She lowered him to the ground before sprinting after Frederick.
Oliver watched as his friends beat down the man that had broken Mei's leg, with furious fires in their eyes.
The American siblings had found their way to Annabelle that sat dazed on the ground after having been thrown off her enemies back and hit her head on a stone.
Oliver scanned the grounds for his brother, but found nothing. His eyes widened as he tried to spot his blonde haired twin but with no avail.
"Marek" He whispered, desperation clear in his voice. "Marek!?" He shouted from the ground. Tears streamed down his face as he continued to shout for his brother. He tried so stand up but kept crumbling to the ground because of his injury. He started to sob uncontrollably as he began thinking about what could have happened.
"Oliber" he heard. He spun around to find his brother, supported by Nicholai with blood seeping through his nose.
"Oliber, I'm swo habby youw're okay." Marek said, with tears in his eyes.
Oliver wanted to sprint to his brother and embrace him in a bone crushing hug but he couldn't even stand up straight so he had to wait impatiently for Marek and Nicholai to limp to his place.
When they arrived they hugged each other and then Oliver gave Marek a light shove.
"How dare you worry me so much" He said in a scolding tone. "And what happened to your nose?"
Marek smiled awkwardly and answered. Oliver looked puzzled though. People have a hard time speaking clearly with broken noses and Marek was not one to speak clearly in the first place.
Nicholai sighed and answered for him. "He got punched in the face while trying to protect me. I guess I owe him my life."
Marek gave him an accusing look. Nicholai smiled. "Okay, I kind of repaid him with saving his as well."
Oliver stared at his brother with wide eyes. "I'm so proud of you" he said with tears in his eyes. Marek just smiled.
The rest of the group sat down around them, Mei being supported by Frederick, and they gave each other warm looks.
"Together again. I can't remember when this happened last time" Nicholai said with a content sigh.
Annabelle gave them all sharp looks. "Yes this is a very happy moment but we can't forget why were he-"
She was cut off by an agonizing cry that pierced through the air. Annabelle turned pale and ran towards the spot where she knew her family was. When she got there a horrible sight met her eyes.
Mathias was doubled over a dark stain on his pants with Sammy towering over him. Before Annabelle could comprehend what was going on a shot rang through the air and Sammy fell to the ground.
"We have to go to the hospital now. There seriously injured people here and with Mathias in labor we really have to hurry." Said Nicholai supporting Oliver who had fallen unconsious and had blood sill streaming down his leg. The rest of the teenagers were huddled up behind them.
"C-c-could we p-p-please hurry. I-I d-don't think th-that m-m-my b-baby is waiting f-for a d-decision. Aaahhhhhhhh."
Then it was decided. They all mounted their horses and sped off in the direction of their village.