A/N: I think I am just going to stop with these author notes unless there is something important. You guys aren't here to read about my life or anything, so yeah. This is part 2 of the crossover drabble 36. It sounds mysterious doesn't it?

(da is another verbal tic for you to disregard)

Disclaimer: I do not own any recognized licensed materials, Lorien Legacies, or Hetalia.

XOXOXO

Six felt a sharp jab in her shoulder as she jerked up, an uncomfortable feeling overcoming her.

"She is awake da?"

She grunted as she was pulled up from the cold metal floor by a large hand, and her blindfold was torn off as she adjusted to the darkness of what she assumed was a truck, wishing she had Marina's legacy to see in the dark.

Then, a bright light came on as she was met with the sight of their attackers. Although she had seen them earlier, she never noticed how young they looked. Not a day past 20, and well young enough to be in a high school even. She also spotted the girl from before, who was glancing over some maps with some of the other people, all men. She smiled at her warmly, yet Six could detect a certain edge in that smile. One that clearly said she wasn't in a good mood, yet was trying to be nice to her without trying to kill her.

She didn't know it at first, but silence was thick in the air as she realized she was being held up like a weightless corpse by a large man that was smiling creepily at her. An innocent, pure, dangerous smile.

The kind that made you believe he was going to kill you, and he would enjoy it.

She flinched nearly unnoticeable as a woman in a maid's dress glared at her piercingly, her silver platinum blond hair glinting as dangerously as the knives she held in her hand, twirling them expertly from years of experience.

It was an odd bunch that crowded her. Some in military uniforms, others, such as the woman in a maid's outfit, dressed rather strangely.

After doing a quick scan of the area she was confined in (a rather large truck she determined), she saw the rest of the garde all tied up and thrown into a room in the truck. She noticed Nine smirking at her as she realized his binds were undone. She glanced around, deciding on an escape route, although they needed for the others to wake up too, or at least most of them.

The thing Six was wondering though, was how a petty FBI agent managed to defeat her. She was Six. She had killed thousands, maybe even millions, of mogs. And she was taken down by a particularity strong human?!

"Alfred-san, we do not have the time to go to any of your fast food restaurants."

She glanced at the quiet man who said that, wearing a very elaborate uniform with a sword sheathed to his side like the girl she fought earlier did. He was politely speaking to a loud blonde guy, with even deeper blue eyes than John's, and glinting blond hair was a curl in the air strangely enough.

They were deciding what to do with her (well some of them), before the girl pushed forward, rather easily pushing away some of the bigger ones.

Her golden brown eyes met Six's own dark stormy gray, and with a rather dangerous smile, she held out a hand that Six only just realized was stiffly held near her sword that had a beautiful golden dragon design on it.

"Hello, number Six. We wish to form an alliance with your people. My name is Wang Yao."

Then she paused as a big buff blonde guy stood next to her, nodding at the "Wang Yao" person.

"This is Ludwig. Our leader as of the moment."

Then her eyes found the others as she glanced away from Six, as if looking for confirmation. They all discreetly sent back messages of "Yes".

"And his name is also Germany."

xoxoxo

(doesn't make much sense yet sorry, but I think much will be revealed in part 3, which is probably the last of these crossover drabbles)