Hello! Here's the second chapter of New World Order.

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia: Axis Powers. Hidekaz Himaruya has that honor.

Something was wrong.

Something was very wrong.

Sitting up from his bed he looked around the room trying to make out anything unusual in the darkness of the night. Moonlight being the only source of light was streaming in through the window. Suddenly from the corner of his eyes he saw movement. Turning he saw it was only the curtains moving with the wind. Had he left the window open by mistake? Looking out the window he directed his gaze towards the moon. He felt a surge of nostalgia. The moon was full and reminded him of the legend of Andrianerinerina. The division of Heaven and Earth.

According to the legend, the son of Zanahary descended to earth where Nerinerina once stood. He planned to play with with the Vazimba (1). Upon his arrival He warned the Vazimba that they were to not cook Andrianerinerina's sheep because he couldn't consume their flesh. Even after their warning the Vazimba still slaughtered one of his sheep and served it to him in a stew. He unwittingly consumed the sacred meat and was no longer allowed to return to heaven and join his father. As punishment Zanahary had the Vazimba choose to "Untie the threads of their lives" or to accept Andrianerinerina as their lord and master. The Zanahary chose to serve Andrianerinerina for fear of being destroyed by Zanahary. Whom, then sent down one of his daughters as a wife to Andrianerinerina. From then on the Royal line began.

He smiled there were many stories about the separation of heaven and earth. Each with there own twists and plots. Yet to him the one his people created was his favorite.

BANG!

Snapping out his mental reverie he looked towards his bedroom door. Had one of his servants gone out for a late night stroll?

BANG!

He jumped. He looked towards the door in both curiosity and fear. Had someone decided that they wanted to rob his home? Getting up from his bed he walked toward the closet and grabbed a bat. He stalked towards the stairs no one was going to steal from his house. Arriving at the bottom stairs he peered into the living room. The room where he thought the noise had come from. What he saw shocked him.

There, currently sitting on his sofa was a man. He was wearing what looked like a black trench coat covering a long sleeved black turtle neck. He was also wearing long black jeans. He had a mask that partially covered his face but he could still see that this man was in his late 20's early 30's. He had short brown hair that looked like he hadn't bothered to brush it this morning.

"Madagasikara dia tany mahafinaritra." (2)

He was shocked. He hadn't expected this stranger to know Malagasy (3). Nevertheless, compliment his country. Before he could stop himself he found himself answering.

"Misaotra." he replied, "Who are you?" (4)

"Me? Well I'm no important at this moment." The man replied, " But, you Mr. Rakotomalala, you are very important"

"What?" He asked in disbelief. Did this man know who he was?

"Yes. You and your friends are going to help me get what I want."

"What is it that you want that you need me."

"What I want? Well, is a very interesting question. Who am I to say that what I am currently yearning for is really what I want?" He paused," What I want is power. But then again who doesn't? I want power and it has come to my attention that you and your friends can help me achieve my goal."

"Really? And what makes you think that we will help you?"

"Nothing really...But, then again, I didn't expect you accept in the first place. I'm sorry Mr. Rakotomalala but you will come with me whether you want to or not."

What did this guy mean. He was caught of guard by the man who had thrown himself at him. He tried to struggle in the man's grip but he had somehow managed to pin him down. He watched as the man pulled out a syringe filled with some sort of liquid.

'I can't let this happen,' he thought, 'I have to get out of here and warn the others.' He summoned all of his strength to push the man off him. Getting up he ran towards the door. Not thinking twice he threw the door open and ran towards the lush jungles that surrounded his home. As he ran he could hear shouting coming from the direction of his home. Damn it all, was this man calling for reinforcements? If he was he couldn't let them catch up to him.

He ran easily finding his way through the thick vegetation. His heart was pounding. It seemed that he had been running for ages. His adrenaline had worn off and he was suddenly aware of his tired body. He found his body trembling in both exhaustion and fear. But he couldn't stop. He wouldn't, that man -whoever he was- was still after him.

He could smell the earth beneath his feet. He could feel the morning dew in his hands as he pushed the plants out of his way. He could imagine how the whole jungle would come alive at the rising of the sun. But then he felt it, that dreaded feeling that something was terribly wrong. Why was the jungle so eerily quiet? Looking ahead he noticed the small stream of light that broke through the vegetation. It meant two things. 1) That he had probably been running since midnight. 2) That he was almost there. He was almost out of the jungle.

BANG!

He felt a sudden pain in the back of his neck. He couldn't move his body, causing his body to fall towards the earth because of the sudden stop. He heard the sound of branches snapping beneath feet. Cocking his he's towards the noise. He felt his blood run cold. Right there standing with a tranquilizer gun was the 'Man.'

"Tsk, Tsk." He said, walking closer to his paralyzed body." Didn't I tell you that running away was futile? That you would come with me whether you like it or not?" Crouching he grabbed his face causing to look up at him. His dark brown eyes darkened in some sort of controlled anger.

"All this could have been a more pleasant experience for the both of us. But, then you had to go and run away." He was mocking him now.

"Fa inona kay no tsy mety any aminao? (5) Are you crazy? Did you really expect me to come willingly? I ran because I didn't want to come." He asked.

"I can see that." The man said hiding irritation in his voice. "And know you will have face the consequences." Sitting him up against a tree he took out the very familiar syringe. He noticed that it was filled with some kind of clear liquid.

"I didn't want it to come to this." The man said as he administrated the drug," Bit you've left me no other choice."

He felt himself being lulled into unconsciousness. He could see the smirking face of the man who he believed would become a problem for other countries.

"Miala tsiny aho..." (6) He said weakly as his body fell forward unconsciously.

"You two!" the man spoke to the two men that had just Steppes of the helicopter. "Bring him with us. We have other to get to."

(1) Vazimba is the name of the first people who inhabited Madagascar.

(2) Madagascar is a beautiful country.

(3) Malagasy is the official language of Madagascar.

(4) Thank You.

(5) What's wrong with you?

(6) I am sorry.

I hope those are the correct translations. If I'm wrong don't hesitate to correct me.

I chose Madagascar 1) I was watching the movie Madagascar and 2) It's also one of the poorest country in the world. (Ranked #11)

Well how was it? I'm sorry if the chase scene was kind of lame. I'm not good at writing action scenes. R&R.