Author's Note: Well I don't really have any fun facts, maybe some messed up facts that will make you hate Spain and France but that will be for another chapter. For now, enjoy this trash. Also, thank you to all the reviews, they make me happy :)
I got my license recently so I forgot to update during all the excitement, haha here you go :)
China's POV
He opened his eyes and saw nothing. It was all white. What on earth? "H-H-" Before he could finish, his head started hurting and he cried out, reached out, only to feel himself being restrained by something.
"Don't worry." He heard some voice. "I'm going to get you nice and fixed. Just relax..."
He felt a prick on his arm and everything started fading away again. Well, technically speaking. He couldn't see anything anyway.
Dear Gods. What have I gotten myself into?
Viktor's POV
"Hello." Viktor greeted Japan once he had woken up. A few times he would get impatient about the other nation being unconscious that he'd go out and beat some trees with his new pipe for practice.
"How did I pass out?" Japan asked.
"Enough questions." Viktor stood up.
"I only asked one..." Japan grumbled. He was tied down, body in an X position, and he didn't feel like pulling at his bindings. He was so tired.
"I'm not one for speeches so. Let's get to it." Viktor lifted his pipe and brought it down on Japan's left arm, crushing it immediately. Japan screamed pretty loud. Viktor was impressed by the octave his voice reached. He turned and crushed one of his legs with his pipe next, relishing the sounds of pain that continued to come from Japan.
'Can not wait for it to be that stupid American bastard.' Viktor thought as he was about to bring the pipe down on Japan's chest. He was hit over the head with something heavy and fell unconscious instead.
"WHY?!" Japan screamed when he saw Allen standing behind where Viktor was standing.
"What? I'm here to save you." Allen said, kicking Viktor's body off the poor nation.
"Great, I go from one psycho nation to another. MUST BE MY LUCKY DAY!" Japan shouted, getting hysterical. Allen cautiously untied him.
"Hey, I could have left you here."
"How did you know we were even here?" Japan asked suspiciously, eyes watering with tears. He quickly wiped them away and silently calmed himself down.
"I heard screaming."
"So you just happened to be walking here?" Japan tried to move his injured arm to see the damage and gasped at the pain, nodding to himself about it. 'Yep, this shit is fucked.'
"Can we not think about it too much? Just be grateful I was here." Allen snapped.
"Why?" Japan looked up. "Why am I being punished? Is it for my crimes in the past?"
"You're breaking my heart, talking so negatively about me like this." Allen inspected his broken leg.
"You actually feel something? And for me, no less." Japan said this with disgust, moving his leg away. He flinched but fought through the pain. He's a tough man.
"Yeah. Why else would I be going through all this?" Allen stood up. "Can you walk?"
"Are you blind?" Japan asked him, glaring at him. "My leg is bending at an unnatural angle. You tell me."
"Well I thought that since you could move it you could at least get up. If not, I'll have to carry you." Allen smirked when he said the last thing. Japan sighed loudly.
"I'll try." He said. He looked around to see if there was anything to grab and lift himself up with but all he saw was an Allen with a big grin and his hand reached out. He sighed again. "Do not carry me." He hissed as he took the evil nation's hand.
"Alrighty." Allen pulled him up and Japan swung his arm around his shoulders for support. Allen put his hand on his waist and Japan gave him an 'I'm going to fucking kill you' look. "Hey, it's just to help support you. Promise."
"Yeah like I'm going to believe you." Japan rolled his eyes as they began to leave the building.
"I mean, come on, did I really do anything that bad?" Allen asked once they stepped outside.
"Well for starters, what the hell were you doing walking around in the woods just by chance?" Japan hissed, taking in their surroundings.
"I like the woods." Allen shrugged.
"You set this up." Japan muttered. Allen pretended to be shocked.
"What? Japan, come on, do I look smart enough to do something like this?" Allen smiled nervously.
"You are pretty stupid." Japan agreed. He looked at him cautiously for a few seconds before looking away. "Just get me home so I can rest while these bones heal."
"Okay." Allen felt his chest warm up. He felt so happy to have Japan in his arms, finally. Even if it wasn't the way he preferred. Good thing no one can read minds because this would so ruin his bad boy image for the ladies. Does he even care about ladies? Huh.
Kuro's POV
"He looks dead." Germany told Prussia. Kuro was lying on the ground, breathing labored.
"I wish I was dead looking at all the shit you have in here." Prussia replied.
"Let's not focus on that right now." Germany rubbed his head.
"Yeah, good thing we dimmed the lights. Don't want this guy thinking the wrong thing."
"Am I in hell?" Kuro forced out.
"No but what we're about to do is going to make hell look like heaven." Prussia cracked his knuckles. Germany put a hand on his shoulder.
"It's time to calm down." He told his brother.
"Oh... no... Please, don't torture me. Anything but that." Kuro begged in a sarcastic tone. He tried to roll over, since he was lying on his stomach, but gasped in pain and stopped. "Damn it!" He yelled. "Why must I choose pleasure over business?" He whimpered. He also realized he was tied up by some leather strap. Velcro? No, something else. Kinky. "If I didn't know any better I'd think you guys were coming onto me." He winked.
"Why isn't your wound healing?" Prussia asked, ignoring his comment.
"Don't know. Maybe it doesn't like the way you're talking to it." Kuro replied, annoyed now.
"Look, we just want to get all of you together and then send you off back to your world. We can pretend this never happened if you just talk to your friends." Germany sighed.
"Friends?" Kuro laughed really hard. "None of these guys are my friends."
"Okay, whatever the hell they are to you, tell them all to leave!"
"I don't control them." Kuro tried to shrug. He gasped at the pain in his shoulder. He's used to feeling pain like this for about an hour at the most and enjoying it. Now that it isn't going away, it's actually getting annoying. Gasp! He doesn't want this?! Never did Kuro ever think that he'd not want pain. He needs to escape, ASAP.
"We'll make you find a way." Prussia tried to crack his knuckles again but the cracks had already passed so it was just quiet and it looked uncool.
"Oh, really?" Kuro sighed. He looked to the side and noticed a loose nail sticking out of the wall. He rolled over to his side, ignoring the pain, and wiggled back toward it.
"We should opt for a better captive." Germany told Prussia. "Go see if your counterpart is still lying in that ditch by the hill." He instructed.
"But he's so lame." Prussia whined.
"Do you want this problem to be solved or not?" Germany growled.
"Alright, alright." Prussia left.
Kuro sliced his hands free. He jumped up, fists up and formed into a fighting stance. "Fight me." He said.
"Your shoulder is injured." Germany raised a brow. "This will be an easy fight."
"I've suffered worse." Kuro grit his teeth. It was true that he suffered worse, however, again, the pain would only last for an hour at the most. He was just going to have to do his best to ignore this.
"Fine but I will not go easy on-" Germany was interrupted by Kuro appearing at his side, swinging a leg at the back of his knees, and knocking him down quickly.
"You Germans talk way too much." Kuro said with disgust, grabbing Germany's head and banging it on his knee, knocking him out cold. "OW! I MUST HAVE BUSTED A KNEECAP!" He yelled, rubbing his knee. Being a human fucking sucks. Hopefully he finds Lutz and Luciano fast so they can get the hell out of here. He limped outside.
He groaned when he saw Prussia coming up, a body slung over his shoulder. "You want to get fucked up like your brother?" Kuro asked. Prussia's eyes widened and he dropped the body, running inside the shack to see Germany knocked out with a bloody nose.
"What? How? You're injured!" Prussia gasped.
"I'm not weak." Kuro said.
"I'll kill you." Prussia threatened. "You don't hurt my brother and get away with it."
"How are you going to do that?" Kuro asked. Prussia's shoulders slumped.
"I... don't know."
"Okay. If you want to get ripped a new one, just follow me. I dare you." Kuro warned before limping off. Prussia just watched him, wondering if he could shoot him from here. Germany suddenly groaned and Prussia sighed, deciding to stay and make sure he was okay.
England's POV
"Alice," England began gently when he called her.
"Yes?" Alice smiled, stirring some tea in her cup.
"What in the hell happened here?"
"What do you mean?" Alice asked innocently.
"Where is Oliver?" England asked. "And why the hell didn't you answer me earlier?"
"Oh, you called? Sorry, I didn't get it. Must be poor connection." Alice shrugged.
"Don't be coy with me! Your Japan answered and told me to go away!"
"What? She would never be so rude!" Alice gasped.
"You liar." England hissed. "I know you're lying!"
"Fine, let's say I am. What could I possibly be hiding?" Alice asked.
"You tell me!" England yelled.
"Jerk England, is that you?" Peter yelled from upstairs. Alice coughed.
"What? Sealand, when did you get back?" England asked as the young boy ran downstairs to him.
"This creep offered me a cupcake and I was going to die but then some weird crazy lady cured me and-" Sealand stopped when he saw Alice. "THAT'S HER!"
England slowly looked at Alice with a beyond pissed-off look on his face. She smiled and shrugged. "Go back upstairs." He told Sealand.
"But-"
"Now."
"Fine." He grumpily stomped back upstairs.
"So. Where the holy hell is Oliver now?" England asked through grit teeth.
"Don't worry, he won't be a problem for a good while." Alice gave him a thumbs-up.
"Did you kill him?" England gasped.
"No. Just... banished him." Alice said.
"Oh. Well alright." England sighed. "I'm not as mad as I thought I'd be." He sounded confused. "I guess since Oliver is no longer a problem and Sealand is okay..."
"See? Not everything has to rest on your shoulders." Alice joked.
"I don't know why I even bother so much, no one is telling me anything. Maybe I should just stay out of it." England rubbed his head.
"Oh, so you don't care anymore that a bunch of murderers are running amok in your world? Alright, makes my job easier." Alice said.
"What the hell do you care?!"
"I don't, you were just making a big deal out of it and now all of a sudden you don't care! I don't understand you!" Alice snapped. She put her tea down.
"I just... Let's say you figure out how to close the portal, how in the blazes am I supposed to find them all and get them all out of here?" England asked.
"Good point." Alice said. "Who knows where they are?" She thought for a second. "I guess we'll just help you."
"What? Why?" England asked. "If I remember correctly, you said 'not my world, not my problem.'"
"Yeah, I know what I said!" Alice crossed her arms. Her cheeks turned slightly red. "I'm just sick of hearing you whine about it. I'll have my ladies come over and help you so you can stop already." She looked away.
"By God, we're both so fucking complicated." England muttered. "Thank you, though." He said.
"Whatever. I'll send them over tomorrow." Alice quickly ended the call.
"Wait, why tomorrow?!" England asked but it was too late. "Damn it! What the hell am I supposed to do until tomorrow?" Then he gasped. "What the hell difference does it make having you guys here, too?!" He sighed sadly when he realized he was just talking to himself.
"What a loser." Sealand said. He was watching on the stairs.
China's POV
He woke up lying in a grass field. He was surrounded by dead trees and a red sky with a red sun shown brightly in his face. "Am I literally in hell?" He asked out loud.
"Oh, good, you're alive!" Wang Zao exclaimed.
"Yep, must be in hell." China sighed.
"I fixed your head. Turns out you're human in this world. Who would have known?" Wang Zao laughed.
"All the more reason for me go to back." China sat up. "Why am I outside?!"
"The sun is a good way to help fix injuries like yours." Wang Zao replied.
"That doesn't make sense, I was severely injured not depressed." China sighed. "Let's just part ways."
"Oh, uh, so soon?" Wang Zao asked.
"Soon? We went on a whole tour and then we went to a bar, which I almost DIED in, and you're saying SOON?!" China stood up.
"It's just... You're the only person I've ever met that was cute. I don't want you to leave." Wang Zao whimpered.
"I'm flattered but I have a country to run." China said.
"Right." Wang Zao kicked the floor.
"Just take me back and I'll visit you later." China demanded.
"Right." Wang Zao pointed to something behind him. "The way back is over there."
"What?" China turned and felt a prick on the back of his neck. Instantly he collapsed. "... Damn it." He said before blacking out yet again.
Japan's POV
"Thank you." Japan told Allen when they reached his house. Allen gently set him down on his bed and watched as the nation carefully positioned himself so that his arm and leg wouldn't hurt him as bad. "You can go now."
"I mean I could but then Viktor would come back and shove his pipe up your ass." Allen shrugged.
"He wouldn't." Japan turned white.
"Who knows what that sick bastard would have done if I hadn't come." Allen stood up. "But alright, you want me to leave..."
"No!" Japan sat up. "I mean... Fine. You win." He sighed.
"Good. Just lie back down, relax, and I'll handle it." Allen smiled. Japan slowly lied back down. "I'll be in the living room, just scream if you need me." He winked before leaving the room. He went to the kitchen and tried to come up with a plan on how the fuck he would get his counterpart for Viktor. He also didn't tell him that the plan called for knocking him out so he's going to be beyond pissed over that. "Should have thought this through more." Allen said out loud to himself in frustration.
"Thought what through more?" Japan asked. Allen turned and saw him leaning on the wall at the entrance.
"You're supposed to be relaxing." Allen said.
"Whenever I relax, something terrible happens." Japan shook his head. "I'll just tough it out. I'm not weak, I can help fight off Viktor when he comes. Just give me another couple hours to heal."
"Japan, it's fine." Allen quickly ran over to him when he saw him try to walk.
"What are you doing?!" Japan hissed. He tried to push him away but he stumbled, falling backward. He tried to grab Allen's shirt but ended up taking him down with him.
Japan was now lying on the floor, staring up at Allen with an unamused look on his face. "This reminds me of some trashy anime I was shown once." He grumbled.
Allen was just enjoying the feeling of his body against Japan's. His nose started to bleed.
"How disgusting, get off me!" Japan pushed him off with his good arm. "Personal space, please." He rolled away.
"I thought we were just- No? Okay. Completely misread the situation." Allen laughed nervously, wiping his bloody nose. God, he was an idiot.