Hetalia

Tri-Stars

Three ordinary girls somehow get transported into the anime world of Hetalia, where they're somehow called "Elements". More importantly, everyone around them is crazy, there's a lot of really hot/perverted guys, it's only 1942, and a meteor is coming to "end" World War II...and the world!

CHAPTER TWO

Australia

Krystal awoke to the sound of planes, and opened her eyes just in time to see them flying overhead. She was lying on her back, in wet sand and, for a second, she didn't know what was happening. How could she be lying in the sand when, last she'd known, she'd been in Emma's bedroom, trying to figure out the TV.

Oh, right...a glowing blue necklace shaped like a star had come out of the TV...she'd reached out to grab it...and been sucked up in a torrent of water!

And now...looking at the sky...there was something odd about it...

Krystal heard the sounds of the ocean behind her, and realised a second too late where she must be. She gasped, just as a huge, cold wave came crashing over her.

Krystal began to cough and splutter as she came up, clutching the star-shaped-necklace in her hand as she clawed her way up the sand. She coughed, and then realised that the sound of those plane's engines was intensifying.

Not only that, but...her world seemed to be made of cartoon-vision...she realised this as she squeezed the water out of her hair. She still felt the same, but...

"No way..." Krystal looked at her reflection in the water, which would have been impossible in the real world. "I'm...like...a Sailor Moon character...? Or, Digimon...? Which...?" Those were the only two animes that Krystal watched, unlike Emma and Mayling.

Emma, and Mayling?! Were they here, too?! Krystal thought she'd heard Mayling calling to her, just before the water had swallowed her up. Did that mean she was here too, in anime-land?

Krystal was just trying to decide what to do, when she happened to notice a town. Just as she was about to make a move towards it, the planes she'd spotted earlier opened fire, and parts of the town exploded into flame.

Krystal gasped, again. What kind of an anime was she in?!

"Hey, you okay there, little sheila?"

Mayling tried not to groan, as she opened her eyes to see a dusty, unpaved road in front of her. Oh, good show, Mayling. You just HAD to pick up the glowing green star, didn't you? The star in question was still clutched tightly in the Malaysian girl's hand, and she resisted the urge to throw the pointy object at the man that was calling her a 'sheila'. The 7PM Project had asked the question 'can you be too Auzzie?', and now Mayling thought that you could. This guy even sounded completely Australian.

Mayling reached for her glasses, and then noticed a calloused hand held out to her. Against her better judgement, she took the hand, and allowed herself to be helped up.

The man standing before her was about her age, maybe a few years older. He was tall, around 6'0", and had light brown hair and light green eyes. He wore what looked like a WWI Australian Digger's Uniform (Mayling searched her mind for the correct term) and had a bandaid on his nose, for some odd reason and, even odder, there appeared to be a koala clinging to his shoulder.

Oh, and he was an anime character.

And, so was everything around them, drawn in an anime style.

Including Mayling, herself.

Mayling froze, and stared down at her hands, unable to quite believe what she was seeing. Yet, it seemed normal...in an un-normal, anime-ish way.

I am NEVER touching anything that glows, ever, again! Mayling declared to herself.

The man standing before her seemed concerned by her silence. "Hey, mate, you right? Uh..." He put a hand behind his head, looking thoughtful. "Umm...what did Yao say...? Umm...Nǐ hái hǎo ma?"

"No, no, it's alright, I speak English!" Mayling snapped, and the man seemed taken aback, although it may have been because of the Australian-accent Mayling's voice carried. Mayling looked around her, wanting to ask where she was, but knowing that would be too obvious, that she couldn't let this Australian know that she came from a different world...heck, she came from a different dimension!

I've...just fulfilled one wish of every weird male otaku... Mayling realised, and then noticed that the man was giving her a strange look. "What?" She snapped.

"Are you sure you're feeling alright?" The man asked her curiously. "I mean, you kind of just appeared out of nowhere...well, not out of nowhere, in a flash of green light, actually!" The man grinned, like this was completely normal. "Name's Jett, by the way!"

"Mayling." She replied shortly, looking around her. "Okay, look, I hate to ask this, but...where are we?"

"Broome, Australia." The man was looking at her curiously again. "Planet Earth...?"

Mayling rolled her eyes. "I see. What day, month and year?"

"March 3rd, 1942." Jett replied.

Mayling nodded. "Okay, that's...come again?"

"March 3rd, 1942." Jett repeated.

Mayling stared at him. "What time is it?" She whispered.

"About 9:30. Why?" Jett wanted to know.

Mayling looked up at the sky and, to her complete horror, she saw them - the dark green planes with red circles on their wings, representing the rising sun, but more importantly...

Mayling had been an ace student. She'd paid attention in school, and learned a lot. One of the things she'd learned about was the 1942 bombings of Darwin and Broome, by the Japanese army.

Of all the places she could have arrived, it had to be here! What anime was she in? Something seemed familiar about this...

As Mayling was contemplating this, Jett was looking up at the sky and, as he did, Mayling saw the colour drain from his slightly tanned face, and his green eyes darken.

"Bloody Hell..." He muttered, just as the first wave of explosions hit the nearby town.

Mayling gasped, despite herself, and she and Jett both shielded themselves from the shockwave that followed, although Jett had a slightly pained expression on his face.

Mayling looked at the burning buildings, then up at the planes, then at Jett - and was shocked to see that blood had appeared on his throat. But...nothing had hit him! Or...had it...?

Yes, this was very familiar, now...

Jett's eyes were on the plane, and then he gasped. "Get down!" He shouted, as one of the planes headed their way, and he grabbed Mayling, dragging her to the ground as the bullets rained over their heads.

Oh my God! Was all Mayling could think, as the plane's engines drew further away but, somehow, she knew it would be back.

Jett knew this, too, and so he dragged Mayling up and pushed her into the nearby bushes, also handing the koala to her, much to her surprise.

"Stay here, and stay out of sight!" Jett shouted, as he took off running down the road with surprising speed.

Mayling blinked, staring at his retreating figure. "This is...really, really weird..." She glanced down at the koala. "Are you glaring at me?" She asked him, and he growled at her.

Could koalas even do that?

Krystal ran, although she didn't know where she was running to. Anywhere other than the town that was now burning to her left, but the presence of those planes was scary. More than anything, Krystal wished that she was back in her own world, in her own dimension, but she had to find Mayling and Emma, if they were here.

Krystal could hear people screaming, and smell the flames and burning wood seemingly all around her. It scared her, but her sudden resolve to find her friends overrode all of that, and allowed her to push forwards.

As Krystal ran, she called to her friends, although she wasn't sure they could hear her over the sounds of the bombings.

"Mayling! Emma!"

Krystal was so busy running, that she nearly didn't see when somebody ran past her, in the opposite direction though just as fast, although he stopped and called to her so she had no choice but to notice him.

He was anime, like her (and, the rest of this crazy world that they were in) and, Krystal found herself thinking, looked like the kind of guy that Emma would fall in love with...then again, Emma fell in love with every guy she saw...Daniel Radcliffe...Robert Pattinson...Orlando Bloom...

Krystal rolled her eyes at the thought, as the man came jogging back to her. He startled her, however, by taking her by the shoulders, and saying, intently: "Are you looking for Mayling?!"

"Yes!" Krystal said, immediately. "Have you seen her?! She'd a Malaysian girl..."

"Wearing glasses and light blue men's nightwear?" The man finished, and Krystal bristled, although she realised that this meant that the man had indeed seen Mayling, so she nodded earnestly. "Okay, listen, go that way," the man pointed. "Mayling's in the bushes just off the side of the road, make sure you stay out of sight!" The man added, and took off running again.

"He doesn't need to tell me twice..." Krystal sweatdropped and then, wondering how she'd sweatdropped, ran in the direction that the man had pointed, calling out Mayling's name.

"Mayling!"

"Krystal?!"

"Mayling?!" Krystal stopped and looked around.

An arm appeared from within the bushes that were indeed off the side of the road, and Krystal, without even thinking practically dove into the bushes.

Anime-Krystal stood up, and stared at Anime-Mayling in shock. She was staring back, just as shocked.

They still looked the same, and sounded the same, except that they were in an anime! Krystal's long legs were more pronounced and, though she was soaking wet, her hair looked like she'd just stepped out of an animated Pantean hair-care commercial. Mayling's Asian-looks were more pronounced in her anime-self, with slanted eyes and pale skin.

There was a koala in her arms.

"Hey, where'd you get a koala from?!" Krystal exclaimed, reaching out despite herself. "They're my fourth favourite animals!"

Mayling tentatively handed over the koala but, instead of glaring at Krystal like he had done with Mayling, the koala instead clung to her shoulder, and nuzzled up against her neck.

"Hey, how come he doesn't glare at you?" Mayling wanted to know.

"Aww, this little baby wouldn't glare at anybody." Krystal argued, smiling.

The koala seemed to smile back at her but, when Krystal couldn't see him, he glared at Mayling, and she flinched.

"So, where'd you get a koala from?" Krystal repeated her question.

"He belongs to a guy named Jett I met when I woke up." Mayling replied, and then they both cringed as more explosions rocked the landscape. Luckily, they seemed to be pretty safe in their hiding spot.

"Brown hair, green eyes, bandaid on his nose?" Krystal guessed.

"Yeah, that's him." Mayling nodded. "How did you know?"

"He told me where you were." Krystal replied. "But...Mayling...where are we?"

Mayling paused, and then said: "I think...no, I know...we're in the anime-world...Hetalia, I think this one is..."

"What makes you so sure it's Het-a-li-a?" Krystal pronounced the foreign-sounding word.

"I've heard about it, and Emma watches it and draws fan-art of it..." Mayling took a deep breath. "Krystal, I think that guy Jett is really Australia."

"He's what?" Krystal blinked her big, light-brown eyes. "How can a person be a nation, even if he is in a cartoon...like we are...oh my God..."

"I know." Mayling patted her shoulder. "It's really freaky. The point is, we're not dead, and we might be able to find a way home. You've still got this, right?" She held up the green star on its chain.

Krystal nodded, and held up her blue star. "Yeah...you think these were the reason?"

Mayling shrugged. "Who knows? The important thing is to sit through what's going on out there..."

"Who're those guys in the planes?" Krystal wanted to know.

"The Japanese." Mayling replied. "As, ironic, as it may sound, this is 1942, and it's March 3rd, when the Japanese bombed Broome."

Krystal stared at her, and Mayling could practically see the gears turning in the other girl's head. "So, what, we've gone back...how many year...?"

"Seventy-one." Mayling replied, rolling her eyes.

Krystal gulped. "Yikes...do you think Emma might've been transported here, somehow, too...?"

"If she is..." Mayling sighed. "She's probably either in danger, or in hiding, like we are."

Another explosion rocked the nearby town of Broome. The attacks were getting worse.

"I vote...danger." Krystal admitted, and Mayling agreed.

The two girls left their hiding places, just as a huge black shape came barreling towards them, and both girls screamed, despite themselves.

The koala suddenly jumped off of Krystal's shoulder, and stood on its hind legs between the two girls and the approaching animal, his tiny front paws held out on either side of him.

The huge black dog screeched to a stop, and glared at the koala, growling.

The koala glared back at him, not shying away from the bigger, meat-eating animal.

And, that was when Mayling noticed the red collar around the black dog's neck. "Hey...his collar..."

"Ranger?!" Krystal gasped, and Ranger stopped growling, although his hackles didn't go down, until the koala stepped forwards, and made some kind of a whistling noise. Ranger whined back, and the koala nodded. "Jeez, I wonder what they're saying..."

"Oh, yeah, right, like they can talk!" Mayling hissed back, just as the koala jumped onto Ranger's back, and rode him, cowboy-style, down the road.

"Should we follow them?!" Krystal cried.

Mayling nodded. "Yes...with a little bit of luck, Ranger might lead us to Emma..."

"Let's go then!" Krystal cried, and the two girls took off running after their best friend's black dog, and the koala that was riding him like he was a horse...

Australia climbed up the not-too-steep red rock-face, that overlooked the Indian Ocean, and was not at all surprised to find him standing there.

The short man, in his white naval uniform with black and gold accents, stood with his back to Australia, but the taller nation knew not to underestimate this man.

"Why're you doing this, mate?" Australia asked him, although the term 'mate' was not at all used in a friendly way.

Japan took his time answering and, when he did, his voice sounded slightly colder than its usual monotone. "This is the state of affairs that our worrd is in...surery you have noticed it, too?"

"Don't play those guessing games with me, Jap." That last term was definitely not friendly, and was one that the Australian soldiers had been using to refer to the Japanese during this Second World War. "The rest of the world won't tolerate this kind of behaviour..."

Japan did not answer, but he did turn around. A slight breeze blew his short dark hair, and his dark eyes never left Australia's face, as the chaos behind the taller nation intensified, as did the blood on his neck.

"The rest of the worrd does not understand the Axis' true varues." Japan stated bluntly.

"And you nations of the Axis don't understand why we're called the Allied Forces, do you?" Australia countered.

"Perhaps not." Japan allowed. "But, why wourd you not join us, instead of arrowing your citizens to get hurt rike this, Austraria-San?" He gestured vaguely to what was going on behind Australia.

Australia gritted his teeth. "I know where my true mate-ship lies, Japan. You'd do well to remember that..." He suddenly trailed off, and glanced over his shoulder.

Japan, too, turned to look, just as a huge black dog bounded up over the rocks. Australia was surprised to see that his koala, Edward, was riding on the dog's back, but even more surprised to see the two girls - Mayling and her tanned friend - following behind it.

The tanned girl looked around, and then groaned in frustration. "See, Mayling, she's not here!"

"I didn't say she would be here, Krystal!" Mayling replied in exasperation, and then she spotted Japan. "Uh-oh...Krystal, move back..." She said, edging so that they were standing behind Australia.

"Why?" Krystal asked, looking at the short man in the white naval uniform. "Who's that guy?"

"That's Japan." Mayling said.

"Oh...oh..." Krystal nodded, and then the two girls realised that Australia and Japan had heard them.

Australia seemed surprised. "How did you two sheilas know that?"

Mayling and Krystal exchanged a glance. "Long story..." They said, in unison.

Ranger suddenly froze, and then he barked once, a deep, very menacing bark, but he wasn't looking at Japan. No, he was looking up at the sky, where a light red light had just appeared, and a figure appeared from within it, floating down from the sky directly in front of Japan, who instinctively put out his arms.

Ranger's tail began to wag, but he growled warningly at Japan, who took no notice of the big black dog, and instead gently caught the girl in his arms.

"That...that's Emma!" Krystal cried, recognizing their red-haired friend in the Betty Boop pajamas.

"So she did get transported here..." Mayling whispered, and Australia gave her a quick glance.

Japan looked down at the girl in his arms, and blushed ever-so-slightly. Her nightgown was really very short. She was smaller than him, and not exactly pretty, but definitely not ugly. She was unconscious, but was clutching a red necklace in her hands, that was the same colour as the light. He also noticed the bruising on her wrists, and assessed that they were swollen, and possibly sprained or broken. How, he knew not, but now he had to decide what to do.

"Australia, that's our friend, Emma!" Mayling said quickly, nervously biting at her thumbnail. "What do we do?!"

Why can't we girls figure that out for ourselves? Krystal wondered.

Australia took a step forwards. "Japan, give me back my citizen. You can't take her hostage like this."

Japan glanced back up at Australia, his face emotionless. "That is exactry what I think I wirr do, Austraria-San."

"No!" Krystal and Mayling cried together, just as the noticed a helicopter approaching.

Australia noticed it too, and gave Japan a desperate look. "Japan, mate, please don't do this...we don't have to do this..."

Japan didn't answer.

Ranger barked again, louder this time, and that seemed to wake Emma up.

Her eyelids fluttered open, and Japan looked down, to see a pair of dark golden eyes staring up at him in confusion. She blinked, and then looked to her right, to see two girls she vaguely recognized, a black dog she thought she knew, and an anime character that couldn't exist, but then...what about the one that was holding onto her?

The two girls...Krystal and Mayling...were calling to her. Her dog, her Ranger, was barking, and he seemed to have a koala on his back.

But, the one she really saw, was the one with blood on his neck, and his green eyes seemed to pierce right into her own hazel ones.

Emma gasped. "Australia!" She cried, in a soprano voice that surprised even her.

Just then, the helicopter approached, and Japan grabbed onto the rope ladder that was swung down from it, without a second thought. It was a good thing he was so strong, although this girl - this, Emma - was also very light.

"EMMA!" Australia shouted, running forwards and reaching for her, but it was too late, as the helicopter rose into the sky.

Ranger lunged forwards, throwing Edward from his back as he tried to reach his beloved mistress, but he only reached thin air. He would have gone head-first over the cliff, had Australia not grabbed him by the collar and yanked him back.

"It's okay, mate, I got you!" Australia cried, looking up at the helicopter that was getting smaller, as the dog beside him began to howl pitifully. "Don't worry, we'll get her back...no mate gets left behind...or forgotten..."

Krystal had to admire that Australia had saved Ranger, since dogs were her most favourite animal, but then she remembered that this was no time to be getting comfortable - one of her two best friends had just been taken a prisoner of war, not by the Japanese, but by Japan himself!

Meanwhile, on the helicopter which would take them to a small off-shore rig, where they would board a small aircraft back to Timor, Japan examined Emma further, once a person on-board the helicopter had given her a quick sleeping sedative, much to her displeasure.

She was most definitely Australian, with a slight tan to her skin (not as much as that other girl, or as Australia, but she wasn't as pale as the Malaysian girl had been). Now that he was looking at her, Japan had to admit that she was quite an attractive girl, with soft facial features, long eyelashes and high cheekbones.

Her eyebrows...now, they were most definitely Australian. Japan almost smiled at the thought.

That wasn't the issue here, however. She was an Australian, and she was now his prisoner of war.

The way she'd floated down from the sky, however...now, that was another story...