Hello, Happy April fools day. (they are doing the April fools special next episode of beautiful world I'm so excited)
I didn't get any complaints about Switzerland or Liechtenstein so they must not of been too OOC
Eeeerrrr there was something else that I was meant to say but I can't remember.
I don't own Hetalia
Enjoy
"Ve! Mr England doesn't want us to leave the plane, he told fratello and me. Don't leave!" Italy pleaded with America, Australia and Prussia who were trying to open the door.
"The awesome me is not going to wait around for Brows to get back. The awesome me is just going to have an awesome look around for anything awesome."
"We're just gonna have a quick captain cook,(look) we'll be back before Mum gets back."
"Relax dudes. We can totally look after ourselves, beside I'm the hero."
"Damn bastards! England just linked with that bastard Switzerland. The Tea Bastard will be here in an hour with China." Romano was scowling at the three with his arms crossed; he looked to the others for support.
He wasn't pleased with the results.
"Maybe you should listen to Ita and Romano mon amis. I don't think Angleterre will be happy when he finds out that you didn't listen to his instructions. I can think of plenty of things that we can do in an hour. Ohonhonhonhonhon!"
"That's it I'm out of here! I'd rather face a ropeable Mum than a pervert any day." Australia announced before diving out of the door, landing on top of a dragon's snout. The dragon blew a quick puff of air out of its nostrils causing Jack to fly off his snout and fall hard onto his backside.
"It is best to do as Arthur instructed you, however I don't sense any demons nearby." Gordan smiled lowering his head to the Australian. The brunette stood up rubbing his now sore arse.
"Cool dude. So ya not gonna stop us?" America bellowed from the door way. The dragon raised its head so that its snout was level with the young nation.
"I was only asked to escort the plane. Arthur did not give any request that I ensure you follow his instructions, I will not stop you." There was a mischievous glint in the dragon's eyes which went unnoticed by the American.
"Awesome!" Prussia exclaimed, kicking America out of the plane and onto the dragon's snout. Gordan lowered his head down to the floor so the blonde could get off. America rolled off the dragon and glared at Prussia, who took no notice.
"Ve! Guys, Mr England told us-"
"I hope you bloody gits weren't thinking of going off and doing something stupid." Heads snapped round to see England wearing a dark green cloak with the hood down, not looking at all pleased. His eyebrows were knitted together, forming an angry V.
"Inglaterra? Aren't you meant to still be at Suiza's house amigo?"
"Where is China da?"
"Ve~ Ciao." Italy greeted nervously. He could hear England's thoughts, and if the nations kept interrupting him, he was going to explode. The Italian wished that Canada hadn't just asked how Switzerland and Liechtenstein were, or that Japan was now asking how England was feeling.
"Do something Potato Bastard, Tea Bastard is going to explode." Romano whispered urgently to the frowning German. The blonde studied the Brit's face; it was obvious that he was mad. Which made Germany wonder why the other nations continued to ask England questions, not actually giving him any time to reply to any of them.
"That's enough all of you! If you keep asking England questions he won't be able to answer any of them! Sorry England, please speak." Germany gestured to the Brit; he was actually surprised that the Englishman didn't snap at them all. Although he was looking at the Italian brothers a lot, maybe they were calming him down.
"Thank you Germany. To answer most of your questions in one sentence, I'm Halo." The Brit said through gritted teeth, it was clear that it was going to take a while for his rage to subside.
"Original me is tired, other than that I'm fine. The others are fine, much happier now that they are not walking around in the bloody dark." Halo explained rather calmly before he turned his attention to the three nations that were currently outside of the aircraft.
"You bloody wankers! Don't you know how to follow instructions? You don't have a clue as to what you are looking for. I know that smirk of yours Gordan, and I am not impressed. I know that you find it funny when I yell at people, but you know as well as I do that Demons can appear out of thin air. I'm grateful that you escorted the plane here but that was a stupid thing to do. I expect those gits to do stupid things, but I expected better things from you."
The nations were stunned into silence as the small Englishman continued to scold the dragon the size of a house. At some point, he slipped into a different language that none of them understood, which was saying something as they all knew each other's languages (sometime they had difficulty and had to really concentrate to understand each other , but they still could). The ancient creature actually looked like a kicked puppy as it was being told off, which only added to the strangeness of the situation.
"Halo san, what are we looking for?" Japan thought that he should save the dragon from the Briton's wrath. He hid the fact that he was disappointed that Halo no longer had cat ears pretty well.
Sighing heavily, Halo ran a hand through his hair before he answered. "Yes, well I'm not actually sure. China mentioned that he recognised the symbol on the back of my neck and wished to research it. Apparently it is very important and may have something to do with fixing this bloody mess".
"Dude, so we are here just so you can do some research. That's so boring!"
"Yeah mum, did you really need to bring all of us?"
"I'm sure that Arthur has a perfectly good reason as to why he asked us all to come Al. Don't just jump to conclusions, eh."
"You want us to fight any demons that may come, da?" Russia asked, calmly holding a pick axe. The Russian smiled at the sandy blonde, now standing next to the Brit. He had lowered the stairs while England was scolding Gordan.
"Yes. They are very likely to attack, and in large numbers. Denmark was only a hundred metres away from the barrier before the gits attacked him. There were a lot of the buggers. If it was only China and myself, we may not have been able to fight them and research. I'm actually surprised that they haven't already arrived; it must be due to the fact that you're here Gordan that we haven't been attacked yet."
Halo turned to the mythical creature, which nodded its large head. A small smile tugged at Halo's lips, which was aimed at the dragon.
The muscles in Halo's face smoothed over as it became expressionless, before he addressed the nations again.
"Italy and Romano, you will need to stay with China once he arrives and guard him. As for the rest of you, your job is to guard all entrances. Kill on sight. Gordan you may leave if you wish, I will deal with my plane later." Halo finished his short speech, turned on his heels and started marching towards the Asian palace.
"Do you have to leave now Mr England, you still look very tired?" The small blonde girl looked up at the angel. Her fingers were intertwined together, placed on her lap. Emerald eyes looked up from his now empty tea cup to the troubled lime green ones.
China was giving England a weary glance; it had only been half an hour since the linking and the angel was already insisting on leaving.
Switzerland was scowling at the Brit, examining him. There were still various bruises and scratches on the angel's pale skin, which he thought was too pale. The symbol was still smouldering on his neck, only just now starting to fade. It was mainly the eyes though that gave it away; although Britain was able to hide how he truly felt his eyes betrayed him, showing pain.
"I agree with Lili, I can see it in your eyes Britain. You are in no shape to leave." Vash stated firmly, his arms folded across his chest.
Arthur scanned the faces in the room then closed his eyes. Breathing slowly the angel concentrated on the 4 different thoughts that occupied his head. His own, Halo's and the Italy Brothers'. He frowned and exhaled before slowly looking up at the others.
"I appreciate your concern Lili and Vash, however Yao and I are needed in China. Thank you again for your hospitality and the tea." The island nation smiled as he rose from his chair and walked over to the Asian nation, hiding his discomfort incredibly well. The angel put his hand on the other's shoulder and closed his wings around the pair. Once he unfurled them, they were gone.
"Ve~ Mr Germany, Halo wants us to stay in the library and wait for China."
"I don't think I should leave you though."
"Fuck off Potato Bastard, we can handle ourselves. You too Spain!"
"Ok, well if you're sure Roma and Ita?" Spain gave the angels a cautious glance before he ran off after Prussia to kill some demons.
Germany hesitated, searching Italy's hazel eyes for any doubt. What the German saw was utter determination, which looked so foreign on the smaller county's face.
"Pass auf dich auf.(take care of yourself)" The blonde muttered before he too ran off to join the fight. The brothers looked at each other before they silently took each other's hand a white glow forming between the two.
CRASH!
Something fell from the sky behind the duo, causing their heads to snap round to find an unhappy Asian and an unaffected Brit. The angel got to his feet quickly, shaking out his wings and dusting off the dirt; before helping the other nation to his feet.
"Right Yao, search the books for information. Use your super speed. I'll help the others deal with the pest infestation." The angel nodded in acknowledgement to the Italian brothers, as they lowered their shield allowing the Englishman to pass.
"Yo, Iggy when did ya get here? Wait dude you are Iggy right, not Frodo?" America asked over his shoulder as his stone fist collided with a demon's jaw, shattering it.
The angel didn't even hesitate before he materialised duel fighting blades and dived at the upcoming demons.
The Brit span round on the ball of his foot, once the creature had turned to ash, to face the American. He threw a blade into the back of a creature's head turning another to ash.
"The wings mean that I am Arthur, not Halo you git." The Brit put extra emphasis on the word Halo, glaring at the young nation.
"Whoa, Iggy watch out!" America pushed England out of the way, standing with his arms crossed in front of his face. They turned to stone the same time that a demon's claw came crashing down on what would have been England's neck. The young blonde uncrossed his arms, pushing the creature back, and threw a punch into its head. (Literally, his fist went through its head (gross)).
Arthur recomposed himself quickly, rolling back onto his feet. He held his free hand out, blade whizzing back into his grasp before he dashed towards another beast. He slid on his knees, speeding through its legs; slicing straight through each leg.
Alfred turned round to find his former guardian. Arthur's eyes kept darting around, not staying on a particular spot for longer than a second. The teen was concerned for the Brit.
"Artie, you ok bro? How come you didn't see that one, you look overwhelmed?" The American was slightly proud at his observation.
England's eyes continued to dart about, before they fell on the taller country before quickly looking away again. "I'm fine. Too many thoughts going on in my head, it's somewhat disorientating."
The two continued to fight the creatures as they spoke, England movements seemed to be mildly uncoordinated. America made sure to keep an eye on the Brit, occasionally stepping in to guard the other.
"Get your head in the game dude; I can't keep picking up your slack." Alfred yelled as he round house kicked a demon in the torso, destroying its internal organs.
"My head is in the bloody game. You try fighting with 3 other thoughts in your head as well as your own!" The angel flipped over one of the creatures, shaping his hand like a gun. Electricity shot out of his finger once he was at the peak of his jump and his fingers touched the creature's forehead causing the current to flow throughout its body, and its heart to stop.
It took America a few seconds to figure out what the Brit actually meant by that statement. Once he did the younger nation felt guilty, as well as impressed. "Iggy, it's too much for ya. I'm sure you no longer need Halo fighting now that you're here."
The angel's face looked thoughtful for a few seconds, which then changed to concentration. The sandy blonde looked as if he was listening to something before he nodded and turned his attention back to America. "As much as I hate to admit it, you are right Alfred. I will be able to do a lot more damage if I am more focused, rather than two unfocused versions of myself."
With that said he closed his eyes; confident that the American would defend him.
The room became eerily dark as the glow around the Brit disappeared. A manly screech came from where America had been standing, but was short lived and quickly followed by the sound of bones crunching.
A soft glow tore into the room hovering in a certain spot, which just so happened to be above Britain's head. The smaller nation began to glow once again, as the whole house lit up. Green eyes calmly scanned the room falling on the younger nation who had just belly flopped a monster, his whole body completely stone.
"I think that's all of them for this area Alfred, I'm going to go and assist the others." The Englishman gave America a tiny smile before he spread out his wings and took off out of the room, down the corridor.
A low growl caused the angel's eyes to snap to the right, just as some demons hurled towards him at great speed. Razor sharp teeth clashed with the duel blades that were crossed in front of the angel's chest.
Rapid attacks started shooting at the angel. Dark purple coloured frog like creatures the size of a German shepherds kept pouncing at the Brit as fast as bullets. Each one with their gigantic mouths wide, displaying the knife like teeth dripping with venom.
Bloody Frenchies.
Kicking off the wall with one foot the angel jumped wall to wall in a zigzag pattern to avoid the beasts, occasionally gliding. Damn corridor was too narrow for him to fly at his best, making it harder to dodge the attacks. He managed, but with slight difficulty.
"Bollocks!" The angel swore as venomous spit just missed his head by an inch. The Englishman dodged the attack, not seeing the new threat until the last second. England held his blades protectively in front of him to block the teeth, but the force of the attack caused him and the creature to plough through a wall.
The demon and angel rolled across the floor, the creature trying to sink it's teeth into the blonde, while the blonde pushed it back. The ball of tangled creatures tumbled along the ground until they skidded to a stop. The demon was sitting on the angel's chest, still snapping at the blonde.
Wallop!
A pick axe embedded itself in the Frenchie's skull, ice growing from the axe and spreading until the creature's completely covered. The silvery haired nation bent down closer to the angel and slapped the ice sculpture, causing it to shatter. Snow started to gently fall onto England's ivory skin, giving him goose bumps.
"Nice entrance, da." The Russian offered the Briton a helping hand, and pulled him to his feet. The Brit frowned as he stood up, blowing small flames onto his hands to warm himself.
"I have a reputation to keep up after all." He replied, frown still on his face as he examined the room assessing the situation.
Germany used an electric whip to snatch a demon by its foot, bringing it to the floor. He then lowered his gun and shot the demon point blank in the face and ash rained to the ground.
Australia was swinging a giant scythe made out of water slicing the creatures in half. The brunette commanded the water to flow by his feet using it to surf out of the way of attacks. Japan was throwing large boulders at the beasts, crushing them.
France was fully enjoying his power, using it to lift all the creatures around him into the air. They hovered defenceless, ready for Prussia to practice his powers and his aim. The albino punched the air, which was quickly followed by a roar and pouring ash.
Spain was playing a mainly defensive role, summoning rings of fire around each nation that prevented the demons from getting too close. Canada was using his invisibility to silently sneak behind the demons and slit their throats from behind. England could only tell that he was in the room by the demons that kept turning into ash, for what seemed no reason.
"How did everyone end up in the same room, except Alfred?" The Brit asked to no one in particular. He had a fairly good idea - the demons must have driven them together, thinking that they could overwhelm them. An extremely bad, decision on their behalf.
An obnoxious laughter rang throughout the room, announcing America's arrival. The young nation bulldozed into the room, running into the beasts; punching every one he passed causing bones to splinter.
The angel dove into the fight, barking orders at the other nations. "Do as I say and we can finish this fight as quick as possible. Antonio and Ivan work together, mix cold air with hot and create a twister. It will suck the bastards in and trap them. Gilbert, pick the ones off that are too stubborn to die." The three nodded before doing as the Brit instructed.
A hungry twister devoured any demon that was unfortunate enough to get to close, the ones that were lucky enough to survive were then taken out by the Prussian. A smirk grew on Arthur's face before he switched his attention to the other nations in the room.
"Mathew! You are air, take back the air that demons are breathing. Suffocate the fuckers. Francis, use Alfred as a wrecking ball. Alfred, become rock completely and take out every demon that Francis throws you into.
"Kiku, make the ground swallow the creatures feet. Jack use the water to soak the trapped demons, Ludwig shoot lightning at them. Teach them why you should never try and make toast in the bath." The angel roared, blocking and countering attacks, the smirk never leaving his lips.
The countries all did as ordered, each one of them being a solider it was instinct to follow orders in battle. England's plan was a success as the demons numbers dwindled dramatically, until there was only a handful left. Which was good as the nations collapsed from exhaustion from over use of their powers.
England finished off the last few. Only once the last demon became ash did England slow down and let the pain from his past injuries and linking take over his body. He didn't stop though. The angel stood in the middle of the room and prepared to link with another country.
England limped tiredly towards the wall and leant his back up against it, before sliding down it. The angel sat back resting up against the wall, his hand resting on the new fiery symbol burning on his left hip. The Brit smiled at the thought of China being happy that his symbol was a Chinese dragon that coiled in on itself, the head being on the outside of the spiral.
England closed his eyes and leaned his head back against the cool wall a small, tired smile on his face. The Italy brothers had informed him telepathically that they had prevented any demons from disturbing the old nation. Also that China had found out where he had seen England's symbol. It was a marking for an ancient temple, which was in the oldest part of China. They had a lead.
Yay, were getting somewhere.
Yeah there is going to be no more Halo, it would be very difficult to fit him anywhere.
this chapter was so hard to start, but once I started you couldn't stop me :) except sleep, I needed sleep before I went to work.
I quite like the fight scene i thought it would be hard to write it with all the nations powers. i want to draw the bit with Iggy shooting a demon with electricity , i my mind it looked awesome. :D
Any way hope you enjoyed it, I enjoyed writing it. Review and stuff if you feel like it, I usually reply to them :)
See you next time. and thanks again Rosey
