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Hehe, anyways, I hope you enjoy this chapter and let me know if I can improve anything, let me know how you like it or anything. Thanks again, everyone!~ ^^


The night seemed to last forever. Which would have been nice, if there weren't man-eating, gunk-spewing aliens around. Canada sat in his car with Italy next to him, and Sealand laying in the back. Their friends were taken and they don't know where they were taken. Canada sighed and ran a hand through his hair. He didn't even know if they were alive.

Canada then sat up straighter. "I have an idea..." He reached into the glove box and searched for a pen or anything to write with. He then checked to see if he had something to write with. "hmm, I thought I had a notepad somewhere." Canada searched around his car, in every compartment and space where it could have fallen or something.

After having no luck in finding it, Canada gave up. "Wait a minute. There's paper and all kinds of writing utensils in the U.N building. I can just go and get it and come right back. What time is it?" Canada mumbled to himself and checked his phone. It was currently 10:30 pm. He had about an hour and a half before he was supposed to wake Italy. That's plenty of time, considering its only on the second floor. Canada smiled and checked on them one last time.

He made sure all the doors were locked, and the alien in the backseat was keeping quiet. It was indeed quiet, and the flashlights were still aimed on it. He gave it a few pokes to make sure it hadn't died on them. Sure enough, it was still alive as it began growling and shifting around in the bag. "Good. Now you be quiet. I'll be right back."

Canada hurried into the building and up the steps. He ran inside and stopped. "I forgot to bring a flashlight...Although we only have those two, and we need the alien to stay still...Crap, I had better be quick and quiet about this." Canada still rushed but he was more careful and made sure he didn't walk too loudly.

The stairs were all the way at the end of the hall to the right. The elevator normally plays music when it's used and its kind of loud. Canada slowly opened the door and peeked into the hall. "looks good." he whispered to himself. He carefully slid in and bit his lip.

The stairs were incredibly dark and ominous, and kind of made his heart race. Canada went around to the stairs leading upwards and carefully went up them. Canada checked behind him and took a quiet deep breath. He reached the second set of stairs and went up them. Honestly, why do staircases need two sets of steps to get to the next floor? It's really bothersome...

Canada turned the corner and slowly went to the door. He gently opened the door and peeked inside. The hall was just as dark and ominous as the staircase was and it did nothing to make him feel any better. Canada stepped through and gently closed the door behind him. The door shut with a quick thump and Canada jumped about a mile high, gasping.

Canada took a deep breath and clutched his chest. "I really need to chill. I'll be okay. Just as long as I'm quiet and watch my surroundings. Besides, I have-" Canada froze as he reached for the gun...that he forgot to bring. "Shit!" He whispered loudly. Canada let out a sharp breath and decided to just continue on his way.

Canada slowly went down the hall and grew more and more worried, and regretted his choice more and more. He looked around and listened carefully as he went down the hall. There didn't seem to be anything here, which gave Canada some relief. Canada, near the end of the hall where the storage room was, stopped.

Canada sniffed and tilted his head a bit. "That smell...Maybe there's one around here?" Canada slowly turned around to check behind him and froze in absolute fear.

Behind him, down the hall was the fetus thing him and Sealand saw before. It was on all fours and just stared at him. It looked disgusting. The fetus had its head tilted slightly to the side and was slowly opening and closing its mouth, as if to say something. It didn't move but just sat there and sort of stared at him.

Canada wanted to scream but he couldn't find his voice, and that probably would be a very bad idea. Canada fumbled to find words, opening and closing his mouth like an idiot. How did it know he was here? Was it when he cursed earlier, or was it following him all this time? He was confused and scared at the same time.

Canada went to reach for his gun and remembered it wasn't there. Immediately he began to panic and his heart pounded in his chest. Canada had fully turned towards the fetus creature but turned back when he heard a low growl coming from behind him. There were two aliens, one further behind the other. Canada turned back to the fetus which seemed to have gotten closer. He gulped and checked his surroundings.

There was a door behind the aliens to the right, and a door behind the fetus, he knew that much. The break room was also on this floor, but he couldn't exactly remember where. He didn't want to risk running down the hall and it happens to be locked or somewhere he couldn't reach. Canada frowned and tried to think of something to do. Coming here alone was a mistake, and forgetting the gun.

There was nothing he could do. although, the aliens weren't attacking. Why was that? Was there something he had on him that the aliens didn't like? Canada slowly took a step forward, towards the fetus. Another growl from behind him but they still did nothing. Canada slowly began to walk towards the fetus and kept a close eye on the aliens behind him.

The aliens inched closer but didn't attack him. The fetus stayed where it was, its mouth opened and closed slowly and it continued to stare blankly at Canada. He wasn't quite sure what he was doing but maybe he could get away somewhere?

As he inched closer, he could see the fetus' eyes were sort of sunken and it looked really grey and sort of sickly. Canada wrinkled his nose in disgust and looked away from it.

Canada took a deep breath and checked the hall for any doors. "Okay...There's one behind...i-it..." Canada gulped. The fetus was pretty big but there was a small space between it and the wall. If he could just be able to make it through...

I'm really going to regret this...

Canada ran forward and jumped through the tiny space. He made it but tripped and fell. The fetus began to slowly turn around and growled loudly. The aliens hiss and screeched, following close behind the fetus. Canada quickly rose to his feet and began running. As he did so, he began checking his pockets for his phone. Surely, he would have at least remembered that!

"Yes! Oh mon dieu, yes!" Canada quickly dialed Italy as he ran. It rang...and rang...and rang. "Italy, pick up!" Canada fumbled with the door to the stairs a bit but finally got it open. As he ran to the stairs leading downward, he checked behind him. The two aliens had managed to get by and the fetus had stopped moving. The aliens were fast. They'd soon reach him...

He tried calling Italy once more. On the third ring, he picked up. "Canada? Where are you?" Italy's sleepy voice drifted through the phone. "Italy! The-the fetus thing! Its following me! And two aliens! I went to get some paper and pens and stuff t-to write something down but I forgot the flashlight and-" "W-Wait, are you in the building? By yourself!? Are you crazy? Where are you? I'll come and get you!" Canada flew down the steps as he talked. "No! No, Italy stay, I'm on my way down. I'll be out in a second."

Canada's heart was pounding out of his chest. He could hear their screeches and growls behind them. "Canada...Do you have a gun with you?" Canada flew out of the staircase and ran down the hall. "N-No, I forgot it. I don't have anything!" Canada was almost there, though. He would make it. "Italy, if I-" before he could finish his sentence, an alien tackled him from behind and his phone flew out of his hand.

Canada fell with a loud thump and groaned. The alien screeched in his ear and he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his shoulder. Everything started to fade after that.

"Canada? Canada, say something! Canada! Canada, are you there!? CANADA!"


Oh teh noes! Not Canada! D: What's gonna happen now? Will he make it? Can Italy and Sealand save him or will he end up like the rest of the nations or worse? Only one way to find out...
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