-Meanwhile, in Austria-

Hungary had been telling me stories about when she was young, and it was really interesting. But things got even more interesting when there was a knock on the door.

Austria opened it to be flooded by a mountain of Gilbirds, along with Prussia popping out of it and laughing up a storm. "Uncle Gilbert told you he'd bring reinforcements~! Kesesesesesese~!"

Hungary got up and rushed over to Austria, helping him up and fussing at Prussia the whole time. I, however, couldn't help but smile at the scene. Prussia then reached into the pile of peeping birds and yanked out a hand.

"Come on bruder! You can make it!" he yelled, and that's when I froze in fear yet again. Hungary and Austria looked at me, but Hungary mouthed 'play it cool' and I took a deep breath. Prussia then finally pulled Germany out of the pile of birds, him protesting loudly.

"Und I TOLD YOU I VAS IN THE MIDDLE OF EINE VAR!"

I couldn't help but giggle softly as I watched Germany step out of a mountain of yellow birds angrily.

"Kesesese, bruder, you gotta take some awesome time off every now and then, jeez." Prussia responded, laughing.

I smiled slightly and blushed as Gilbird, or one of his many cousins, neices, mother's uncle's best friend twice removed, landed on my head. "So cute~!" I replied happily, trying to look at it even though it was on top of my head.

Gilbert saw and laughed. "Look, West, there she is!" he said, pointing to me. "Can you believe they kept her hidden from ME for this long?"

Freezing, I looked at them both and backed away slightly. "M-Momma..!" I ran over to her, hiding behind her as I felt their gazes on me.

Germany looked at me seriously, then shrugged. "Vell, I think it is your fault for alvays being in their business." He looked at me again. "Hello, I am Germany. Nice to meet you."

I shivered slightly, blushing with embarrassment. "I... I'm Whitney." I tilted my head slightly. "Are.. Are you both really my uncles, or..?" I paused, remembering my manners and shifting nervously. "I-I mean.. It's nice to finally meet you.."

He nodded. "Und I am glad you have decency and that THIS one," he looked at Prussia sharply, "hasn't gotten a chance to ruin you."

I laughed shyly, looking at each of them, then continued to hide behind Hungary.

"Kesesesesesese, what do you mean, bruder?!" Prussia asked loudly. "I am AWESOME! And this one clearly needs some awesome lessons from her Uncle Prussia!"

Germany rolled his eyes but then looked at me in concentration for a few seconds. This made me nervous to no end, so I was relieved when he finally spoke.

"Nein. She needs training." he said firmly.

I gulped. "T-training?"

"Ja, you are dressed like a male, und so I will teach you how to act like one. Plus, we need more power in this war anyway." he said, marching over and taking me by the hand. Prussia looked surprised.

"Excuse me, but you cannot just take my daughter." Austria said, stepping in between us.

"That's right." Hungary agreed, scowling.

"I can if it's for the war. Plus, this will only make her even more ready to fight battles of her own when she grows completely." he said, continuing to drag me to the door. I started freaking out.

"Bruder, I didn't mean all this!" Prussia said, trying to help.

"Well, for once you led me to something useful. We are going, come if you want." he said, walking right out the door.

"M-Momma-! D-Daddy-!" I cried, trying to pull against Germany with all of my might, hoping to get back to the safety of our home. Our home... It was a lie from the start... I almost started crying then, until I remembered that I was part German. And Irish too, in actuality. Reaching down and bottling up my anger, I started to beat up Uncle Germany. "Some uncle you are!" I said, hitting his chest and then kicking him where it should've counted. He didn't even flinch. HE DIDN'T EVEN FLINCH! I AM SO SCREWED!

Germany looked back at me, sternly. "Are you wanting go grow up pathetic and weak? With punches like that you certainly aren't getting anywhere."

I matched his stern gaze with one filled with anger. "My parents didn't want me to have to train..! Just because I can't fight doesn't mean I don't have strengths elsewhere! I can cook, and I can clean, I can listen to Daddy's music with enjoyment, I can.." Tears streamed down my face slowly as I slapped him, holding back at the last minute so it wasn't so hard.

He only looked at me, and I saw slight confusion on his face. "..Vhy are you being such a crybaby? It is only training. And if you can't fight then eventually you are going to be taken over by someone who will mistreat you."

I looked up at him, then looked away. "You're not even letting me say goodbye and I barely know you. I know of you, but that isn't the same as knowing who you are.. How you yourself will treat me. Maybe that's the reason I've been kept a secret." I am fitting into this role waaaay too well...

"It's not like I wasn't going to give you back, I'm taking you back home later!" he said, looking at me with a raised eyebrow. "This is important stuff, especially during these times." he finished, arriving at a field.

I huffed, slightly annoyed. "You could've mentioned that." My face flushed slightly. "But, then, I keep forgetting that countries related to Daddy don't like to talk."

"Hm.. I suppose." he said, beginning to look around. Seeing no one, he sighed in annoyance. "Und I told him to stay put.." He led me to an underground chamber door and opened it. "Japan, are you down there?" he called. I heard a faint "Hai," and we begun to descend. Once we got down, I saw that it was an underground prison cell and the cell contained France. Japan had been guarding it.

"Do you know where Italy went?" Germany asked.

Japan shook his head in response. "No, I have not seen him."

Germany facepalmed and took a breath. "Well... We have to go find him..."

Japan looked at me then. "Who is this?"

"Oh, this is Austria and Hungary's daughter. She is partaking in the training... Or was.." Germany explained.

Japan looked at me and bowed slightly. "Nice to meet you, I am Japan."

I jumped, startled as I bowed hurriedly, blushing with embarrassment. "A-ah, watashi wa Whitney desu. S-sumimasen-! Momma and Daddy tried to teach me languages, b-but I'm afraid I only know certain phrases... It's a pleasure."

He looked surprised for a moment, but recovered quickly. "Hai, very good." He then turned back to Germany. "I did not know those two had a child." he said.

Germany shrugged. "I didn't either, but vatever."

"Well, how will we look for Italy-kun then?" he asked. Germany looked at me.

"Do you mind standing guard over this cell?" he asked. "You will have a gun in case anything happens, which is unlikely. We will not be long." he said, barely giving me a choice.

"U-um, c-can I get a tutorial..?" I blinked as I tried to contain my nervous laughter. "Just in case..?"

"Very well." Germany said, handing me a pistol. "If you see anyone who is not Japan or I.. Or an obnoxious red head, shoot without question. Do not let the prisoner out, and if you hear unfamiliar voices, hide in there." he said, pointing to a trap door near the cell.

I nodded, taking the gun shakily and holding it like a prissy girl would hold a 'disgusting bug'.. Not me, I like bugs... Just.. Eh.. I looked up at Germany.

He put a hand on my shoulder. "Do not worry, as I said, we will be back soon." he said, then walked out. Japan followed him, bowing lightly to me once more before leaving. And now I was alone.. Well, other than France, who was in the cell looking at me. But he wasn't smirking or laughing like I expected. He was looking at me oddly, like he was skeptical of something.

"Wh-what are you looking at, blondie?" I questioned, holding my gun a little closer to me.

He re-positioned himself to where he was facing me instead of just having his head turned. "I 'ad no idea Hungary and Austria went that far... That long ago."

My face flushed. "H-hey-!" I shivered slightly, simply unsure of what else I could say to that...

He nodded, not taking his eyes off me, like he was looking for something. "And how odd that they were able to keep you a secret from every country in the world until now, non?"

"Daddy is Austria, meaning he's related to Germany, meaning he doesn't talk a lot. Momma is Hungary, and she wouldn't have told a lot of people if she didn't think it was safe. I was born after the great war. It would've been a big scandal, okay?" I spewed off in annoyance as I looked away, suddenly feeling that my job was very important.

France stared me in the eyes for a little while, purposely making me uncomfortable. "Neither Austria nor Hungary know Japanese, so they couldn't have taught you what you said earlier. Hungary was in fine condition during the months that you were forming and nothing was going on." He then stood up and walked over to the bars. "And you, my dear, are lying."

I bit back a hiss and just looked at him, eyes narrowed. "Who's the one with the gun again..?"

He didn't look the least bit scared, however, and simply shrugged, looking down and smiling. "Fine, fine.. And I guess the information Pierre just told me about a strange delusional girl appearing with the Allies today wouldn't interest you either..."

I stiffened, then relaxed as I realized this was good news. At least she can stay with America... "Hm, should I mention your little messenger to Germany?"

"If you want to miss out on possible new information about her." he said, looking back at me. "You know her, don't you?"

I simply smiled. "I have one thing on you, you have one thing on me. I'm not telling which out of the two you hinted at... Let's let your mind wander a bit, shall we? Honestly, I'm surprised you haven't tried to sweet talk your way out of incarceration yet... Momma's told me about your ways, Francis Bonnefoy."

"Ooh, someone's a bit defensive, hm?" he asked, taking note of my every behavior. "You do realize I've caught you, right? I don't know exactly where you came from, but from your reactions I know that you know the girl and that Austria and Hungary are not your parents. Go ahead and report Pierre if you wish; he will not get caught, because he is a bird and can escape easily. Shoot me if you wish, that doesn't change the fact that I know you have a rather large secret behind that adorable little front." His face then turned serious. "But listen to me for a moment. Do you really think that they are the side you want in this war? Do you not want to be reunited with your friend? Tell me something; How would I have even known you had a friend with you?" he asked, starting to look urgent.

"Look, you may think I'm stupid, but I'm not, okay? I don't know how, you're the one that suggested it, and I know she wouldn't have told anyone about me unless she was confronted by someone like you. There are things you don't talk about unless you're confronted. That's one of them." I looked away. "I'm done with this conversation."

France looked down, disappointed. He leaned his back on the brick wall and slid down, sighing largely. "...Perhaps we will try this the other way around.." he said, then whispered to Pierre. The bird flew away shortly afterwards and left France staring off into space.

I sighed, slightly shaky on the inside. France is just weird, he can read body language and crap... That's all... No one else can see that I'm lying.. They believe me... Right..?

-Meanwhile, in England-

I sat in the lobby of the hotel place, staring at the fire in the fireplace. I was upset. Most of the Allies thought I was insane now, and I got my iPod taken.. Who gives a crap, I'm not in my own time anymore.

I groaned and looked down at my hands when I heard someone coming toward me. I looked up and saw Lithuania. He jumped slightly when he saw me. "Oh, Cassi! What are you doing up so late?" he asked, sitting next to me.

"I can't sleep.. I'm upset.." I said simply, looking back into the fire.

"H-happens to the best of us..." he stated nervously, smiling slightly. I looked at him for a few seconds.

"... You don't think I'm insane, do you?" I asked.

"W-well, no." Lithuania started shakily. "I don't think I have the real right to think of anyone as 'insane,' but... Maybe you were slightly misled?" he laughed nervously. "I don't see how that device could possibly play music... But there's nothing wrong with dreams." he didn't say any of this rushed, even though he appeared slightly uncomfortable.

I sighed and looked back at the fire. "Yeah, yeah... It played music up until now... When I needed it too." I muttered, not blaming him if he actually didthink I was messed up in the head.

"W-well.. If you are from the future, how do things turn out here?" his voice dropped to a whisper. "D-do we ever get away from Russia?"

I nodded. "Oh yes, the USSR gets broken up." I then looked back at him and put a hand on his arm. "You'll become freed." I whispered.

"Oh, this is wonderful!" he said happily, although his voice was still shaky. "A-after this war... That is..."

I laughed quietly. "Yeah.. A lot of things are going to happen. For instance, Prussia is going to become part of Germany and not be its own country anymore."

"Wh-what?! Th-that's horrible..." Lithuania responded nervously. "Even if he is a jerk, to have yourself fade away... I don't think anyone deserves that..."

I shook my head. "Don't worry, he'll be livin' it up in Germany's basement afterwards, which will be in about six years."

"O-oh.. Poor Germany.. Is what I should say, but the Axis are really becoming a dangerous nuisance." he said.

".. Yeah.." I agreed, thinking about all the concentration camps in Germany and growing sad. It was then that we heard chirping and tapping on the window near the door.

Lithuania and I looked over and saw a white bird pecking on the window, trying to get in.

"Oh, that must be from France." he said. I got up and walked over to the window, letting the bird in. It started chirping loudly and fluttering around urgently. I tried to catch it.

"What is it saying? I don't speak bird!"

Lithuania laughed slightly. "There should be a note on it's leg."

I finally caught it and retrieved the paper. It was small, so not a lot could have been written, but what was made me gasp.

'They have Whitney.'

-Meanwhile, in Germany-

Japan came back after a few minutes, making me relieved. I stood up. "Did you find him?" I asked.

He nodded. "Hai, he was out chasing the cat.. Again.." he replied, looking worn out.

We then heard Germany's yelling from outside the door, then the door opening. Germany and Italy came walking in, Italy looking sad and Germany looking stressed.

"Italy, this is Whitney. Whitney, Italy." Germany said. Italy's face brightened immediately when he saw me, and he glomped me.

"Veh, Ciao bella~!"

"O-oh, um, ciao! Nice to meet you!" I replied, hugging back.

Germany grabbed Italy's shirt collar and pulled him off of me, though, looking at him sternly.

"Nein, Italy, you will be training today und that is that." he said. Italy looked down sadly.

"Okay... Can we have pasta later though?"

Germany sighed. "Only if you do what you are supposed to."

"YAY!"

I forced a smile and looked at Italy. "What kind of pasta?"

"OH, there are all different kinds! Ravioli, macaroni, fettuccine, spaghetti," he went on and on.

"Uuuh.. Uh-huh." I nodded, then Germany snapped a bit.

"Enough of this nonsense!" Italy flinched and looked down again as Germany continued. "Italy, you and Whitney will come with me to train. Japan, stay here and guard France. We will be back later."

Japan nodded. "Yes sir."

"Very good. Follow me, you two." Germany started walking out the cell, and I glanced back at France one more time. He was looking down sadly, still staring off into space.

Shivering slightly, I shook my head and continued to follow Germany.

We walked out to a field and he stopped and looked at us. "Now, you will first run fifteen laps around the field as a warm up."

"R-run?!" I blurted, looking at him with wide eyes. "I-I can b-barely run one..!"

He simply pointed forcefully, showing he wasn't in the mood to argue. "Now."

Italy sighed and began to run... No, jog, around the field.

"W-we don't even stretch first..?" I questioned weakly.

He looked at me and rolled his eyes. "This is the stretching. Now go."

Slowly, I turned around and started running at a medium pace. H-he's going to kill me...

-Meanwhile, in England-

"He's going to kill her!" I shouted, dropping to my knees and crying like a baby immediately. It's World War Two and Whitney is with Germany! This is the worst news ever!

"Wh-what's wrong..? P-please, don't be so loud..!" Lithuania said in shock, pulling me up slightly. "The others already think you're crazy, let's not give them more things to use against you..! W-who is 'Whitney?'"

I continued crying, trying to speak in between as best I could so that he could help somehow. "Sh-she's m-my b-best fr-friend!" I gasped for air and continued. "She w-was the l-last one w-with me b-before I came to th-this t-time period and n-now they have her!"

"Th-that's horrible," he said softly and seriously. "They have my best friend as well.. He was the first to be invaded.."

Lithuania wrapped his arms around my shoulders. "L-let's get you settled in so we can talk more..." he cast a suspicious glance around the room.

"O-okay..." I managed to say as tears streamed down my face instantly. I prayed about the hardest I've ever prayed before, begging God for her safety and comfort.

Lithuania led me back to his room, where I tried to keep my crying as silent as I could.

"At least we have France on the inside.." he said quietly. "I haven't heard from Poland for days..."

I looked at him with sadness. "I-I'm so s-sorry... I hope he's alright..." I said, wiping as many tears off my face as I could with my hands.

He smiled softly. "It'll be alright. I'm sure they'll be fine." he paused. "What does she look like..?"

I frowned, more tears falling but my hiccuping subsided. "Brown hair and green-ish eyes... Sh-she's a Christian, like me.. I-I'm so worried about h-her!"

"All I've heard about in Germany is that they're collecting Jews," Lithuania started, looking at me with slight confusion. "As well as anyone of certain age groups... And citizens with dark hair and dark eyes. I think you would be in more danger than she would.."

I looked down, still very upset. "They're not just collecting Jews.. Christians too. And others, such as homosexuals and.. And.." more tears fell, but I didn't bother to wipe them away. "I'd give anything to take her place for her right now! As long as she isn't suffering, I'll be fine!"

He hugged me cautiously, then sighed. "Would you like me to use Pierre #2? It's only for emergencies, but... A small letter wouldn't hurt."

I hugged him back, nodding. I couldn't speak anymore right now. I didn't want to. The only thing I wanted right then was to know that she was safe.

"Very well." he said, handing me a pencil and some paper. Two things I were very familiar with. I picked up the pencil cautiously, then begun writing. When I was done, I folded it up and handed it to Lithuania. "Th-thank you." I said gratefully.

"You're welcome." he nodded slightly, then retrieved Pierre #2 from a cage in the corner of the room, folding the letter once more just in case, tying it onto the bird's leg, and then looking at him solemnly.

"Straight to France. Don't dillydally. We may be here or at our base in Russia. Try to be back before dawn. Go."

The bird chirped once and flew out the open window, following exact orders. I watched it until it disappeared from my sight. I looked back at Lithuania and tried to think of something to take my mind off the subject for the moment.

"So... W-what makes you so nervous all the time? Even when you're not around Russia, you still act scared of things sometimes." I asked, genuinely wanting to know.

"Th-the world is a big place.." he replied shakily. "So many things could go wrong at any time.. I mean, take this war, for instance..." he sighed. "We're getting bombed.."

I looked at him sadly. "I guess being a country sucks, huh?"

"I'm glad you'll never know..." he sighed slightly. "Or I hope you won't.. Russia may make you a representative somewhere.." he replied with a shiver. "Y-you never know..."

I shook my head. "I doubt it. After today he probably just thinks I'm an irresponsible stupid kid.. Along with the other Allies, of course."

He smiled softly. "Maybe you're safe then. But.. With Mr. Russia, you never know..." he shivered slightly. I smiled then, although it was a bit forced, and put a hand on his shoulder.

"You still shouldn't be so scared all the time. There's always a bright side, no matter what you're going through." I said.

He sighed wearily, sitting down on his bed softly. "I've always been nervous. Being a country has just made it even worse..."

I walked over and sat down next to him. "I can understand you being that way... I have anxiety attacks all the time, and I worry about a lot of things." I explained, looking at him. "But, even if the entire world seems like it's falling apart, like now... You just have to know that you'll be alright.. Everything will turn out alright in the end." I smiled at him, hoping to reassure him.

He smiled softly and looked over at me. "Even staying with Mr. Russia?"

I couldn't help but laugh a little bit. "Hey, you get to see Belarus more often this way, don't you?"

He blushed slightly. "Wh-what does she have to do with a-anything?!"

I started laughing and shushed him. "Calm down~! She doesn't, but why'd you get so defensive?" I asked, grinning like an idiot.

"I'm n-not defensive-!" he stammered, still blushing. "Sh-she loves her brother-! Ahahaha~."

I laughed again, shaking my head. "Sure, man, sure."

He continued laughing nervously. "H-hey, is that Pierre~?"

I turned around faster than you could blink and shoved my face into the window. "He's back already?!"