Hey everyone! c: How are you guys? I hope your doin good. ^^ I actually wanted to ask you guys a question. I was thinking of getting rid of my first story but I know some people liked it so if you want me to keep it up, I guess I will. (: I read over it and I liked some parts but I honestly think it was rushed, it was a little...confusing at parts? And overall, I could have done better. ^^' But yea, if you guys want me to keep it or something, let me know.

Anyhoodles, I hope you enjoyed the last chapter, I hope it was good. And I hope this chapter is just as good, if not better!~ Thanks for all the kind reviews, and thanks again for taking the time to read this! ^^

The last chapter ended with kind of a twist. Canada goes in search for some supplies in the dark U.N building and winds up getting into some trouble. Italy and Sealand are completely unaware until Canada calls Italy. Their talk is short-lived when Canada gets captured by an alien. What's gonna happen now? How are Italy and Sealand gonna save him, if they can save him? I won't say anymore and I'll let you guys read this next chapter. ^^ Enjoy!~

Also, I am SOOO sorry this is so late. I really don't think I have a very good reason and...I am so sorry. Posting it this late is inexcusable. I'm sorry. n'

Italy stared at his cellphone, his eyes widened and he bit his lip. Canada wasn't answering his phone. He stopped answering after a bit and sounded pretty scared. What could have happened? Why on earth did he go into a dark, empty building when there are man eating alien freaks around!? Italy felt a sudden anger boil up inside him. How could he not be mad? Canada knew better than that!

No matter how idiotic what he did was, he had to help him. For all he knew, he could have been poisoned or something like the other nations. Or worse, he could have been eaten! Italy sighed and shoved his phone into his pocket. He turned to the sleeping nation beside him and began to shake him awake.

Sealand yawned and stretched. 'What time es it?" He slurred and rubbed his eyes. Italy began to get out of the car as he spoke. "Canada's in danger. We need to go help him, so get up. Hurry." Sealand got up as fast as he could but being still half asleep, he was a little slow. "I'm...I'm comin, I'll be right there..."

Italy sighed and checked on the alien in the back. It was squirming and hissing loudly. They needed the flashlights but how were they supposed to keep the alien calm? They were gonna have to let him go. And just when they thought they had a real good lead.

Italy grabbed his gun and carefully aimed it at the alien's head. He knew it would be a bit loud but he had no other choice. He took a deep breath and fired the gun. The bag coated with the aliens blood. Italy couldn't exactly tell the color of its blood, but the color on the bag leaked a pretty dark color, close to black. Italy wrinkled his nose and sighed. For now, the most important thing is that his fellow nation is safe.

Italy took both the flashlights and shut the trunk. Sealand came just in time, yawning and rubbing his eyes. "Here, take one." Italy handed the confused micronation a flashlight. "But what about the alien in the trunk? Won't it be pretty troublesome?" "Not anymore. I had to kill it. Also, I'm gonna give you a gun. I'll explain how to use it if you don't already know. But promise me you won't blow my head off." Sealand nodded and Italy took out a second gun.

Soon enough, they were inside. Their flashlights beamed across the walls as they walked down the dark hallway. The last thing Canada said was he was on the second floor, so that's where they would check. However, they won't last long in the dark like this. All they have are small flashlights and limited bullets. Italy got an idea and stopped Sealand in the middle of the hall.

"What? Is something wrong?" Italy motioned for Sealand to be a little quieter. "No, I just thought of something. We aren't going to get far with just flashlights and so few bullets. As we check the place, we should turn the lights on. The light hurts them, right?" Sealand nodded. "Alright, I just wanna hurry this up and get out. I don't want to die before I can even become recognized as a nation..." Italy simply nodded and they continued on their way.

They searched the first floor and turned on almost all the lights. The broom closet was locked and so was a storage room, so those lights would have to stay off. They gave the first floor one more search before they headed to the second floor. And it's a good thing they did, else they would have missed Canada's broken phone in the corner of the hall, near the doors to the building. The phone looked as if it had been intentionally smashed. Italy took it with him and told Sealand that he'd fix it for Canada when this was all over.

The two nations (or rather nation and a half) headed up the stairs in silence. There wasn't much to be said, they both probably had a lot on their minds anyway. They reached the second floor and began looking around. So far, nothing was out of the ordinary. Everything was as it was left, except the lights were off. They turned the lights on and after searching everywhere, stopped in the break room. Sealand had an idea where Canada could be but he really didn't want to have to go back there...

The two of them sat on the floor in the break room, neither said a word. "Italy, do you think-" "Maybe we should-" Their voices overlapped and both stopped abruptly. "You go." "No you can go." Italy shrugged awkwardly. "Well, I was gonna say maybe we should...go back down there. Y'know...That weird basement?" Sealand shuddered. He really hated that place. "That'd be the only place I can think of. Once this is all over, I'm never touching another alien game in my life, desu yo." Italy nodded in agreement.

So, the two of them headed for the basement, where Sealand and Canada first encountered the fetus, and Italy got kind of hurt. It was really dark, and all they had was their small flashlights.

"Italy...I think there was a ladder we could go down or something..." Italy nodded. "Wasn't there a trapdoor or something you guys went down?" Sealand nodded and smiled. He led Italy to the door and they slowly made their way down. The rope was broken halfway so they both knew, there would be no going back once they went down.

The hall or passageway seemed darker than the nations remembered. Italy looked around and Sealand followed close behind. Italy shuddered as a sudden chill went down his spine. He felt...off. Like something was wrong. Sealand noticed Italy's uneasiness and held the flashlight close to him.

"I think up ahead is where the locked gate was. Y'know, the one Canada smashed down?" Sealand nodded. "Yea, that leads to the upstairs basement in the old house. So, we'd have to go the other way." Italy nodded and sighed, slightly frustrated. "When we get Canada, I am giving him the biggest earful." Sealand looked to Italy and kept walking.

They reached where the vent in the floor was. The door near it that Sealand and Canada had gone through was busted and open. Sealand and Italy shot a glance at each other before they entered the room.

It was dark, musty, and smelled of blood and whatever that goop was that they were seeing everywhere. Italy beamed his flashlight around and walked slowly further into the room. Sealand followed and tried to steady his shaky breathing. The room was empty, or so it appeared. They had to dodge puddles of god knows what, and there was goopy mounds of slime on the ceiling but that's all they were seeing so far.

Italy and Sealand made it to the back of the room finally. There was thick goop covering the walls. There were objects in parts of the goop like broken wood pieces, a toy, tiny bits of paper that looked like the rest of the paper had just melted, and even a walking stick. Italy pulled at a piece of paper and read what he could on it.

Impo...No...ce...

All Coun...Mu...Immedi...

Time of...00...6:...0...

Conc...many...lems...imes...miss...

As...al...know, the...ve...obl...ms...mass...citi..ens...nicked...

...is...alk...is...ort...nt...no...s...unacc...ble...unat...Urg...

...nke...I...ou...hen...

...ned, ...g...B...

Italy turned to Sealand. "This letter, I think this is for the time we had the meeting about the crime that was suddenly shooting up across a bunch of nations. That was like a few years back." Sealand shrugged and looked at the paper. "So, if it was from a few years back then why is it here?" Italy and Sealand shared a confused glance. "This is odd. And why the bits of furniture and stuff? This makes no sense..." Sealand nodded in agreement. "For now, lets look for Canada, and maybe the other countries too."

And so they continued looking. They searched the wall they were at, but only found more miscellaneous items. They searched the next wall to the right after that and just looked around that area. They weren't finding anything and there were no aliens around. Not a single one...

Italy sighed and turned to his left. He beamed the flashlight around and squinted a bit to see. After a few moments, he finally saw something; Canada stuck to the wall in a thick layer of goop. Or at least he thought it was Canada. Either way, he was stuck fast and only some of his head could be seen. Immediately, he ran to get Sealand.

"Sealand, let's go, over here!" Without waiting, Italy ran in the direction he saw the nation. Sealand followed, slightly confused. "What is it?" Italy halted in front of the mass of slime. "Canada. I think."

They started to dig the nation out, only to realize it was America and not Canada. Nonetheless, he was a fellow nation and their mission was a rescue mission. They slid him over to the door, with little complications.

"How are we going to get him out of here? The car isn't big enough for all the nations that've gone missing." Italy frowned. Sealand crouched by America and gave him a good slap across the cheek, mumbling, "That's for having an idiot brother..."

The unconscious American didn't budge and remained in his sleepy state. Italy and Sealand were both at a loss of what to do next. They couldn't leave America just sitting here unwatched. But they had to look for Canada, too.

"Stay here." Italy finally broke the silence. Sealand looked up at Italy from where he was sitting. "What do you mean, 'stay here'? I can help, you know!" Italy crouched down by Sealand and put a finger to his lips. "Just stay here. Watch America, I'm going to see if I can find a light switch. If I can turn on a light in here, we'll have better luck finding everyone." Sealand reluctantly nodded and pulled out his gun. "Just in case..." Italy nodded and stood up. Here goes nothing, he thought.

After Italy left, it was pretty quiet. He only went to the other side of the room but Sealand still felt...odd, or uneasy. Maybe it was because he had such a big responsibility now. He had to watch over a nation and protect them while Italy looked for a light switch. Normally, it's the other nations whom have to watch Sealand.

Sealand sighed and glanced at America. The American's face was a bit red from where Sealand had slapped him. He didn't quite understand. They both looked so different and they even acted different. Yet, they were so close. Sealand clicked his tongue and looked the other way. He just didn't understand why Canada and America got mixed up all the time.

After a few moments, the room lit up with a slight green glow. It was still kind of dark but Sealand could now see almost all the way to the other side of the room. He slowly stood and looked around. His eyes widened and he glanced towards Italy, lightly jogging back to them.

Once Italy got there, Sealand scoffed. "Well, this ought to be fun." Italy was confused at first but followed Sealand's gaze. Strung up across the walls, about 5 feet up and higher, were the nations. England, Spain, Romano, China, and even Greece was there. They sort of looked like creepy dolls hung up in a creepy old antique shop. And it gave the two nations an uneasy shiver down their spines.

That wasn't the only thing. Apparently, when Italy got the light, they seemed to have awoken some...unwanted guests. The growling was faint and seemed distant. When they looked up, the aliens seemed to be in little nests or what looked to be eggs on the ceiling. Slime dripped down and the aliens appeared to be stretching and they screeched not too loudly but not quietly either.

Sealand readied his gun, and Italy did the same. They stuck close together by America, back to back.

"I have some more ammo if you run out but not a lot. Make every shot count, you hear? They'll be weakened by the light but its dim so it will only weaken them a little bit." Italy whispered to Sealand. "Yeah, I got it. Aim for the head. Like Shaun of the dead." Sealand took a deep breath. One by one, the aliens fell to the floor and made a loud thumping noise. The battle begins.

Annnnnnnnd cut. First of all, I just wanna say I am SO SO SO SO SO sorry for uploading so late but thank you so so so so much for being patient. Thank you. I hope you guys liked this chapter, if you see any mistakes, have any advice, or just any comments you'd like to say, leave a review. I'd really appreciate it!~ Thank you again and I really hope you guys enjoyed it.

P.S

I've never seen Shaun of the dead. And I'm sorry if I spelled the name wrong Dx My mom has a t-shirt for the movie but I forget how the name is spelled... Anywhos...Have a good morning/afternoon/evening/night!~
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-Kayden out.