Hey guys! So I have finished my Vändett∀ Cosplay fan-fic and have done Ask A Nation which is not a story but more like a panel. Check those out, 'kay?

Also I will be ending this story sooner than expected. I am thinking about writing a sequl to this story. Let me know what you guys think. If I do write a sequel, the ending to this story will be different.

Also in a few weeks or so I will be on summer vacation (WOOT!) but I will be heading to my Dad's and to summer camp so there won't be as many updates, but I'll try to update as frequently as humanly possible.

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Alfie held Matthew's hand as he led his brother through the halls of the house.

"Are you sure we should be letting a little boy lead us?" Asked Ludwig, following Matthew and Alfie.

"Well what else can we do?" Said Arthur.

"He could become one with me." Said Ivan.
Alfie heard this and shot a death glare back at the smiling Russian.

"We're here." Yelled Alfie.

"Thank you Alfie." Said Matthew, looking at where Alfie had led them.

Alfie was standing in front of an oak door with iron knockers. On the door there appeared to be what looked like celtic knots.

"Well, Angleterre, I vote that you open the door."

"Why should I, you frog?"

"Ve~, what a pretty door." Exclaimed Feliciano, tripping and knocking the door open, "Oops."

"Dummkopf." Muttered Ludwig.

Everyone stopped arguing and stared. The room was completely dark, except for what little light the doors let in.

"H-hello?" Arthur called out, "Alfred?"

"Sorry. I think you have the wrong room, Arthur." A voice called out from the darkness.

Suddenly candles lit up the room, revealing a dark figure sitting leisurely on a throne in the middle of the surprisingly spacious room.

"Baile." Growled Arthur, "Where the F*** is Alfred?"

Baile grinned at them. His eyes appeared to be redder and you could clearly see the wicked teeth in his mouth.

"Alfred?" Smiled Baile sweetly, "I'm afraid he's not here right now, care to leave a message?"

"Why you-" began Arthur.

"You're lying." Stated Alfie, drawing attention to the boy for the first time.

"Oh, hello little one." Said Baile, "How would you know I'm lying?"

"Because I sense him." Said Alfie, oblivious of the nations staring at him, well except for Feliciano, who was cowering behind Ludwig.

"Ha!" Baile laughed, "You are clearly smarter than the nations around you!"

"Where did you put my brother?" Said Matthew, eerily calm.

"Well if you had been listening to the little one, you would've known that he's been here the entire time. Oh, Alfred, why don't you come out now, boy-o."

"Kekekekekekeke, I was wondering when you would invite me to the conversation." Said a familiar voice from a shadow in a corner of the room.

"Alfred-san?"

"Yes, Honda?" A figure emerged from the shadows and strode to his master's throne. He had grown even more feral, his wardrobe was completely black, he was even wearing a black bomber jacket. His hair was as dark as night and his eyes, although not as bright as his master's, were sunken and crimson red. His skin was paper white and when he smiled they could see his pure white teeth.

There was an audible gasp that passed through the nations.

"WHAT DID YOU DO TO HIM?" Arthur roared.

"Ha! It's not what did I do to him, it's what's he going to do to you." Said Baile, calmly looking at Alfred staring hungrily at his former comrades. This was all going according to his plan.

So I apologize for the shortness of this chapter but I wanted to leave you guys on a cliff hanger. So anyway let me know if you guys want a sequel. Review!