Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia or Wolf Creek

It was just after sunset and the sky had already turned a dark purple shade as stars began to appear, signalling the beginning of dusk. The cool night air had started to set in, which provided a refreshing change compared to the warm summer heat. Australia didn't exactly know the way to the old abandoned mine, his home was almost the size of Europe so it was hard to remember where everything was in his land. But he did know the way to a fuel station which should hopefully have a map of the area, he made sure that he wasn't followed.

It wasn't long until he caught glimpse of the building, so he continued his walk. His ankle had fully healed, it was such a relief to not to have to limp everywhere. Sometimes Australia really loved the fact that he was able to heal at a much faster rate, but times like this, when someone was trying to kill him, it was difficult to hide.

Thankfully, the fuel station was still open, so Australia gently pushed open the door and walked into the shop. The place looked a little run down, as if it hadn't seen business in a while, but he was sure that there should be a map here.

The bell rang when he opened the door, alerting the lady behind the desk of his entry. She placed her coffee mug and newspaper on the counter. Australia walked over to an aisle that was closest to the door, he scanned the shelves until he came across a small packet of band-aids. He would need to replace the one he was wearing as it was now covered in dirt and blood. He then approached the counter and smiled in greeting to the lady.

"G'day! We don't normally get too many people out this way, so what can I get ya?" The middle-aged lady smiled.

"Do you have any maps here?" Australia asked. He also placed the band-aids on the counter, signalling that he was also going to purchase them.

"We have maps of Queensland, the Territory and of Western Australia." The lady listed, "Not too much variety but most people normally carry a map on them."

"Just the one on Western Australia please," Australia said. The lady handed over the map and Australia pulled his wallet out of his pocket to pay the lady for his requested item.

"Cheers," Australia thanked.

As she rang the numbers on the register Australia opened the map underneath the light above the counter. He scanned the page until he landed on the printed words of the old abandoned mine. It wasn't that far from here, Australia closed his eyes as he memorised the directions, burning them into the back of his mind. He then folded the map back up, not needing it anymore.

"You heading up to the old mine?" The lady asked. She glanced at the area Australia was studying.

"Yeah," Australia confirmed, "You been around there?"

"No I haven't," The lady said, "But I've heard the legends, and the things my mother told me. That place is supposed to be evil, people get a lot of bad vibes from there, you best be careful."

Australia grinned brightly in reassurance, his white teeth on display, "I'm a legend at being careful."

"Well can I do anything else for you love?" The lady asked as she took a drink from her coffee mug.

"Yeah, I don't suppose you have a phone here do you?"

He probably should call his boss to explain the lost signal in the car that was destroyed. Maybe his boss would even be worried about the lost contact on him. Although, as soon as the thought crossed his mind Australia shook it away, he doubted his leader would be all that concerned about him. The man would most likely celebrate at the chance if something happened to the personification that he'd be receiving a new one. His leader always did want someone better than him as the country's personification. He wanted someone more well-mannered, refined, punctual and someone that didn't constantly put snakes in his office. Seriously, if the man wanted someone like that, then he should have gone to England's place.

"Nah sorry," The lady apologised, "A couple of blokes are supposed to come in and fix it, but I'm not sure when."

"Well thanks anyway," Australia smiled. He turned around and was about to walk out when the lady called out to him again.

"You know, a bloke was in here lookin' for you not too long ago."

Australia froze, his hand hovered just above the door handle. He turned his attention back to her. Was she talking about Mick?

"Did he leave his name?"

"No," The lady answered, "But he was a friendly sort of bloke. He pulled up in a blue truck, it had bit of a dent in the front."

Yeah that's him, Australia thought to himself. So Mick was looking for him, he really wasn't that far behind.

"Did he say what he wanted?"

"Nah. He just asked if I had seen anyone fitting your appearance. He a friend of yours?"

"No," Australia answered, "He's not my mate."

The lady just nodded in understanding and went back to the newspaper she was reading.

Australia thanked the lady again and then left the building. Australia now returned outside, the sky had grown significantly darker. The only source of light was the lone road side lamppost, the way it flickered signalled that the bulb would need to be changed soon. Australia didn't like it, something felt wrong about the atmosphere, almost eerie like.

But he ignored any ill feelings and set off to finish what he had started. First, he walked over to a car that was parked out front. Using the side view mirror, he peeled off his band-aid, his scar now exposed to the cold night air. He retrieved a single band-aid and ripped the wrapping off and stuck it over his scar once more. He smoothed the material down to make sure that it covered his scar completely. While his scar was his most vulnerable part of his body, the band-aid while it did little at best, but it did protect it from getting scratched. Which comes in really handy when one was just in a car crash, because glass in the hands he could deal with, but trying to pull out fragments of glass caught in his scar was another story.

He then walked alongside the fuel station with his hands casually in his pockets, heading in the direction of where the abandoned mine was. He heard the faint sound of footsteps approaching him. But before he could turn around to investigate the source, he felt himself being forcibly slammed up against the side of the building. He was held there by a big muscular arm that was covered in tattoos. It was hard to see who his attacker was in the dark, but after squinting to try and make out an appearance he immediately knew the man in front of him. The familiar piercing blue eyes that glared down at him and the head-to-toe denim get up was hard to forget.

"Ah Ralph, right?" Australia grinned, despite being pinned against the cement wall, "Did ya miss me that much that you came all this way just to see me?"

It was the same Ralph that he had met in the bar upon his arrival to the Wolfe Creek area. The one that had tried to threaten him, but Australia just enjoyed getting a rise out of him. Australia looked over Ralph's shoulder to see the two other men that were in the bar with him. They were trying to look just as threatening, but Australia didn't even bat an eye.

"You mean to get the chance to punch your smart-arse mouth in? Then yeah" Ralph growled and removed his arm from Australia's chest.

"I prefer to use the term funny," Australia remarked with an amused smile on his face, "But while that sounds ace and all, I really have to be somewhere."

Australia tried to continue to walk forward but found that the three much taller men blocked his path.

"Oi Kyle, Jamie," Ralph ordered the two next to him, "Hold him down would ya. We wouldn't want him to escape would we?"

The two other blokes, now dubbed as Kyle and Jamie, went to either side of Australia and once again pinned him up against the wall, preventing him from leaving. The two weren't as muscular as Ralph was, but both Kyle and Jamie were slightly taller than Ralph.

"Getting the others to do your work for you? Seems pretty weak mate." Australia commented with a grin, still not scared or intimidated by their little tough guy routine. He has seen worse and dealt with far scarier people.

Ralph snarled and got all up in Australia's, still smiling, face.

"I knew your stupid face looked familiar. Kyle and Jamie over here, saw you on tv before."

"Me? Sorry mate, but you got the wrong bloke. I wouldn't be caught dead on one of those soap operas." Australia brushed off. He tried to walk away and shake the tight grip the other two had on his arms, but he found himself being slammed back to the wall. Even if his bruises from the car wreck had disappeared, it seemed as if he might acquire some new ones from being slammed against the wall so many times.

But Australia knew that he had to try and get out of this situation quickly. He dreaded to think of where Ralph and his friends would know him from, and he really had other important things to worry about.

"You know come to think of it, you may have seen me on that nature show ya know? The one with all the snakes and whatnot," Australia forced a smile on his face.

He actually has been on tv before, but only the news broadcasts whenever his boss was giving a speech about something. So if Ralph and his friends saw him on that then his cover was blown, and he was screwed.

"No, you were on the channel when the prime minister is giving all them speeches. You're far off to the side of him, but you're still amongst them." Kyle voiced, his ashy black hair fell in front of his hazel eyes, hiding the scar above his eyebrow.

Shit.

"So what I want to now is," Ralph got so close to Australia's face that the nation could practically smell the alcohol on his breath, "What the government is doing sniffing around in our bar."

Australia raised a thick eyebrow in question. On the outside he was composed and collected but, on the inside, he was growing nervous. His heart was racing, he could practically hear it beating in his head. His mind was a panicked frenzy about being found out. While he loved the outback part of his home the most, he did prefer the large cities at times, because everyone was too busy to recognise where they had seen him from, compared to the small outback towns that had televisions displayed in every bar.

"I-I don't what you're on about mate. But I haven't worked in the government whatsoever, I mean who would wanna work for a leader like that?" Well the last part was true, "I was only looking for Mick, a friendly chat just like I said."

"But you look just like him. The hair, the eyes and that band-aid," Jamie started to look uncertain for a fleeting moment.

"Really? You reckon? I mean, he's pretty good-looking bloke but I don't see the resemblance." Australia smiles. This Jamie character, wasn't really the brightest in the bunch.

"You idiot!" Ralph sneered at his bleached blonde companion. "It is him. Who else do you know wears a band-aid in the exact same place on every speech? Has two strands of hair standing up every time?"

"You guys seem busy," Australia tried once more to escape the situation as he could tell it was going to go downhill really fast if they pieced together anything else about him, "So I'm just going to let you blokes sort it out, I hope you find the guy you're looking for."

"You really think we're just going to let you walk free? Who says we haven't already found the bloke we're looking for." Ralph said. "I don't like newcomers throwing their weight around in our bar, so someone's got to teach you that lesson."

"No one gets this angry unless they're hiding something," Australia mused, "So what is it, drugs?"

A shift punch was landed to Australia's nose, making blood trickle out. Australia cursed and wiped the blood onto the sleeve of his shirt. Lucky guess.

So the three of them were drug dealers, no wonder they were all up in is business about being a part of the government, they would get a long time in jail if they were caught.

"And now that you know what we are, you're not going anywhere until we're finished with you." Ralph stated with a cold smirk as he cracked his knuckles and neck.

"Are you sure you know what you're getting yourselves into?" Australia asked, "I don't want to hurt ya."

The three men that towered over Australia all found the concept of him actually beating them hilarious.

Another punch was aimed at Australia's stomach, making the nation grunt and double over pain while the other two held him in place. He really didn't want to hurt them, but they were bad people that weren't going to leave him alone.

Australia sighed, "Alright, just don't say I didn't warn ya."

Australia managed to shift his weight over to his right side to shoulder barge Kyle in the chest, freeing his right arm and pushing him to the ground. With his free hand he was able to grab Jamie by the front of his shirt and pushed him into Ralph, which made them both stumble to the ground. Jamie had landed on his wrist with a sickening crack and a wail of agony ripped from the blonde-haired man's mouth.

While the other two were still on the ground, Kyle tried to advance on Australia again with a punch heading straight for his temple. But with years of experience in hand-to-hand combat, Australia managed to grab his fist mid-air. Australia's fist collided with the man's face, sending Kyle to the ground with a cry of pain, holding his now broken and bleeding nose.

Ralph roughly pushed Jamie off him, pulling out a switch blade from his belt and rushed at Australia. The glint of silver caught Australia's eye and he easily dodged to the side and watched as Ralph staggered forward, almost losing his balance. Ralph clearly hadn't been in many fights before as his movements were rushed and sloppy. They never would have survived a run in with Turkey during the first world war.

Australia pushed Ralph against the brick wall, the switch blade falling out of the man's hand. The Australian nation kicked the blade away, and with his elbow, hit the back of the ring leader's head, making him fall on top of Jamie unconscious.

Australia let out a breath and rolled his shoulders to relax his posture, once they had cracked Australia folded his arms in front of his chest casually. With an amused expression he looked down at Jamie and Kyle moaning in pain and the unconscious Ralph. It seemed that Jamie and Kyle had enough brains to stay down.

"You know," Australia began, "For a rough attitude and a tough appearance you lot are shit fighters. Even Steve could put up a better fight than you three."

Of course, they didn't know that Steve was a koala. If they did, it would probably only hurt their pride further. Australia guessed that Ralph and his two friends relied on the methods of intimidation to scare off anyone that would cause them harm, that would explain why the fight was way too easy. Either that, or Australia was getting better at his combat fighting. But after years and numerous wars he had to admit that he had gotten really good at hand-to-hand combat, while fighting other nations was always a challenge, humans were easier.

"I already have one psycho nut job on my case, I don't need you three idiots either."

Upon hearing all of the commotion outside, the lady from behind the desk came running out of the fuel station. She froze when she saw the three drug dealers on the ground.

Australia turned around and smiled politely, "G'day again, I don't suppose you have any cable ties?"

The lady wordlessly nodded, too surprised to say anything, she walked back into the store to get the requested item for Australia.

XxxxXxxx

Australia hung up the mobile phone he had found in Ralph's pocket. He turned to face the three conscious criminals, who's hands were tied to the lamppost with the cable ties. The area around Kyle's nose had turned a dark black and ugly shades of purple, the blood had dried and now stained the hand that was holding his nose. Jamie had broken his wrist from when he landed on the ground, he was holding the swollen and purpled splotched limp to his chest. And Ralph, well he was giving Australia a death glare whilst holding the back of his head with his free hand.

"Well the police are on their way to pick you up. It'll be a long wait, the closest town isn't for a couple of hours." Australia told them.

"Fucking Bastard!" Ralph practically spits at Australia. He was still sore physically and his pride wounded from being beaten so easily.

"Hey, no need to act so bitter about it. I did warn you, it was your choice not to listen." Australia lectured then he held up the mobile device in his hand, "Can I borrow your phone again? I need to make another call real quick."

"Go to Hell!"

"Been there done that, not as much fire as one might think." Australia shrugged casually.

He began to dial a familiar number. He walked to a good area, a little distance away from the three criminals, so he wasn't overheard.

"Hello? This is the Prime Minister of Australia speaking," The voice filtered through. Australia could tell the man had just woken up, but he still remained polite, thinking that it was someone official calling him.

"G'day mate!" Australia smiled, happy to be the one to disturb his boss's sleep, "Miss me?"

"Australia? Where the hell have you been?! We lost the signal from the car, it disappeared right off the screen! I swear for every scratch on that car will be coming out of your salary!"

Australia visibly winced and he glanced at the area in the distance where the car lay destroyed and burning.

"There may be a little dent in the side." Australia nervously admitted, "We hit a little bump in the road."

Well it wasn't like he was going to tell his boss what actually happened, at least not until he's in a better mood. Then again, that's almost never whenever Australia was in the same room as him.

"A dent doesn't constitute as a total loss of a signal Australia," His boss scolded before sighing, "Never mind about that now, we'll sort that out later. The real issue that I will bring up, is that you're taking a long time to catch Mick. I am getting constant calls from the other nations and judging by the messages they are leaving, it sounds like they know. Care to explain how they found out?"

"I didn't tell them if that's what you're thinking," Australia defended, well he had told New Zealand but he never told the others, "And ignoring their calls probably isn't helping your situation. By the way, you forgot to give me a pass for the commonwealth meeting."

The only person that could have told them was New Zealand. To be honest, Australia was relieved that the others found out, it was proving to be exhausting to try and keep up the lie. He knew his boss suspected that Australia was behind telling them, anything that made the man look bad apparently Australia was behind it.

"I didn't forget," His boss replied, "I just assumed that you'd be back by now, a bad assumption on my part I might add. What is taking you so long? It can't be all that difficult to catch one person surely."

"It took me three days to get here from Canberra! Your week long deadline was almost half-way over," Australia exclaimed but he took a deep breath to calm himself before continuing, "I know, it's taking a lot longer than I thought, Mick is completely crazy. I just got into a fight with some drug dealers, they recognised me from your tv speeches."

He glanced over to see the trio still trying to escape, it wouldn't be easy, those cable ties were pretty tight. He knew that it was a risk for him to be out here where he could be easily recognised, especially by the wrong crowd.

"I couldn't care less about some low-class criminals, and you shouldn't be wasting precious time rough housing with them! Just hurry up and finish your objective with Mick!"

Wow, his boss was really fuming now.

"I'm fine by the way, just in case you were wondering." Australia said, even though he knew his boss wasn't concerned in the slightest. Even if he was chased by a murderer, knocked off a cliff by said murderer and then had Ralph and his two friends land a couple of hits to him.

"Please," His boss scoffed as if Australia was trying to convince him of some magical creature, "Like you can be anything but fine, you're practically immortal. I thought you knew the risks if Mick continued to walk free, yet you are still wasting time."

Australia's jaw clenched in supressed anger. He wasn't a robot, he could still get hurt, feel pain and bleed. He hasn't had a chance to sleep in days because he was doing the task that his boss had forced onto him. Yes, Australia wanted Mick caught, but maybe his boss should get off his arse and do it himself if he wanted it done that quickly.

But instead of swearing at his boss, which he had found out the hard way doesn't end well. So instead, he just went for the old classic, straight bluntness.

"Have I ever mentioned you're my least favourite person?" Australia asked casually, almost as if he has said the exact same thing before.

Although, the bloke that ran me off the road today comes in close second, Australia thought to himself.

"Yes many times," His boss stated, "And the feeling is mutual."

"Well I'm glad we can agree on something." Australia smiled tightly, but it didn't reach his eyes. "You know that the others calling you is the last thing you need to worry about."

A light smirk found its way onto Australia's face. He could already picture the fear and confusion on the man's face, he just wished he could be there to witness it.

"What do you mean?" His boss asked, his voice tinged with hesitance.

"Well since you've been ignoring them, it's only gonna make them want to drop in for a visit to check on things," Australia explained, not feeling sorry for his boss even a tiny bit, "Guess you'll finally be able to meet them on your own after all. A word of advice don't try to lie, they'll see straight through you."

"Wait-"

Australia ends the call before his boss could continue his protest. He laughed at the reaction his boss was probably having at the thought of meeting the other nations. As much as the man believed himself to be superior over personifications, he really was scared of them.

But it was what his boss deserved anyway. Australia placed the phone into his pocket and sighed somewhat sadly. He just wished literally anyone else was elected to be the prime ministers, out of all the people why did this one have to win. He wished he had gotten someone better for the role, and that actually cared about what happened to him, all of his old ones did.

Australia then began walking in the direction of the old abandoned mine for his showdown with Mick. He only hoped that nothing else would go wrong.

So the next chapter will focus on Australia's confrontation with Mick. I wonder how that will go *insert evil smile* After all what could possibly go wrong?

Until next time my friends!