Ve~ I got the second chapter out. I got it out in 2-3 days that is one of my fastest times in uploading a chapter. I love all of the people who reviewed, favorite, and alerted. The reviews I got on the first chapter really boost my confidence on how this story is going to go in the way of how readers will like it. Okay I think my little rambling is over now, Ivan.

Ivan: Every damn time, Phantom does not own Hetalia is she did the episodes will be longer and *grits teeth* Prussia would have more air time.

Warnings: language

~Bio-diversity~

The Voice

"Alfred." Arthur said.

"What?" Vash countered.

"Let's name him 'Alfred'." Arthur clarified, still while looking into the creature's eyes.

"Why name it 'Alfred'?" Sadiq asked.

"It looks like an 'Alfred'. Plus it looks like a male, the hips are not as wide." Arthur shrugged.

"'Alfred' it is." Vash said. "Okay all of you get back to your normal routine. Heracles and Sadiq you go do water testing; I have observing to do. And Arthur, stay here with Alfred and observe his actions."

"Yes sir." All three men said in unison as Vash walked out.

"Why do I always get stuck with you?" Sadiq grunted beginning to walk.

"You got something for me airhead." Heracles said following Sadiq, arguing out the door.

Arthur never knew two people that could hate each other but loved each other like brothers. He looked back at the glass and noticed the creature was not there anymore so he peered into the tank. Alfred was swimming around the circumference of the tank and pasted him a couple of time before spotting him. When he stopped swimming he righted himself and crossed his arms.

"Alfred?" Arthur questioned.

Alfred just moved his tail back and forth. Yes.

Arthur looked around again for the source of the voice before peering back into the tank.

He saw Alfred roll his big eyes. I'm in here you dipshit. The place where ya'll confided me.

"You're the one talking to me?" Arthur timidly asked.

Alfred just shook his head. Of course, you don't see anyone else in here do you?

"Why are you acting pissed then?"

Because I am pissed, I want to kill all your sorry asses. Alfred yelled in Arthur head making him wince.

"What did we do?" Arthur said rubbing his head. "And don't yell this time please."

Ya'll take me from the sea, who else am I going to be pissed at, the dolphins.

"How were we supposed to know, you were an unidentified creature, we just want to figure out what you are before we let you go again." Arthur pleaded. "Don't be mad at us, it's our job."

Yeah to dissect me and study my insides, that's ya'll job. I know about ya'll stupid ass government. I am only eighteen you dipshits, I got to get back to the sea now.

"Why do you want to go back so bad, its fine here? You will get fed and cared for here. Out there who knows how long you will live." Arthur argued.

I'm a scout and the only dominate male in my pod of course I am not going to live long, that's why I need to be back. Alfred rammed the tank and again shocked Arthur by his strength.

"Here you can live longer then. Is that not enough?" Arthur asked, trying to plead with the fish.

It's more than enough but I can't live a tank the rest of my life. I am free spirited creature I don't like being confined, you have to understand that. Alfred waved his arms to exaggerate his point. So tell your boss to let me go, I feel suffocated in here.

"Alfred, there is oxygenated salt water being pumped into the tank, there is no way you can suffocate."

Arthur heard Alfred growl and bear his teeth before yelling again. Get out now. In a split second Alfred rammed into the peep hole making Arthur fall backwards onto his butt. I swear if I ever get out I will eat you first.

With that Arthur ran out of the room as fast as he could. A little ways down the hallway he ran into Heracles. The Greek noticed how unraveled Arthur looked so he took him to the break room and fixed him some tea. He did not just say anything just watched how his British friend was shaking in his shoes, something he never saw before. Arthur thanked him and left to find Vash.

Arthur found Vash watching a group of trainees identifying some fish bones. Vash was serious man about his work; he wanted nothing less than perfect. He was too focused in watching the trainees work to notice Arthur. It was ten minutes later Arthur was spotted and Vash told the trainees to hold up.

"What's wrong Arthur?" Vash asked.

"I just wanted to know if I can leave early today." Arthur responded.

"Why do you want to leave early?"

"Nothing, it's just that I received a phone call that my mother needs to go into emergency surgery and I am kind of frazzled about it." He said, lying through his teeth.

"Alright just lock up Alfred's room with your key and put a lock on it." Vash pulled out a pen and wrote down a number on Arthur's hand. "Put that number as the lock so I can get in. Come in tomorrow afternoon."

"Yes sir." What that Arthur left the room.

Arthur walked by the room where they were housing Alfred. He peered in and could see Alfred swimming in a circle again. Arthur closed the door and used his key to lock the door; using the number Vash gave him to lock the door. He made his way to the parking lot in the front of the lab and started to find his BMW.

After a ten minute drive Arthur finally arrived home. It was a simple two story red brick house. White shutters and a brown roof decorated the house. It had a decent sized yard surrounding by a fence. The inside was fairly simple, two bedrooms, a bathroom, a pretty big kitchen, a living room and a dining a room. A patio was in the backyard.

Arthur collapsed on his couch. His blanket was of England's flag, Union Jack. For some reason or another he kept his blanket down here and a sheet on the bed upstairs, Arthur came up with the excuse was that he was too tired after work to walk up upstairs. His conversation with Alfred was still fresh in his mind. Was being in a tank that bad? Why did he want to go back so bad? Why was he getting hostile? A million more questions liked that popped Arthur's head. He decided to go to sleep to see if that would ease his wondering mind.

~Bio-diversity~

Alfred was swimming in in circles in his tank. He was regretting even talking to the human. He laughed at the thought of Arthur telling anybody and them laughing at him calling him 'crazy'. He did not like the idea of staying in a tank the rest of his life. It was mating season for Pete's sake and he was getting agitated. All that sexual frustration was building but and it did not help that hormones flooded his body during this time. He was ready to fight for mating rights so he was even more agitated, not to mention it was the first time.

Alfred noticed when Arthur poked his head in the door but he ignored it and kept swimming in circles. When Arthur left he heard the echo of a click before footsteps going down the corridor. Alfred blew water out his mouth and just floated to the top of the tank. He pressed his hands to the glass; he knew it was not going to budge no matter how much he rammed it.

Humans are such weird creatures, keeping other creatures as science projects. I'm not a pet. The last part he screamed and thumped his tail against the glass before going back to the bottom on the tank. It's too damn bright in here.

Alfred thought and thought about what he would do once he would get back. Since he was not there from the beginning he would have to fight for a mate, and his dominance. He did not like the idea that most of the good females were probably going to be gone. There was also the other problem of if the pod would take him back because they probably would have found another dominate by the time he got back. Then he had to locate them, if the dolphins had told them what happened and they could be anywhere in warm water. Alfred smacked his tail against the tank in frustration and that turned out to be a stupid move because pain shot up his spine, but it was not broken so he did not care.

~Bio-diversity~

The pod of dolphins were making a mad dash to locate Alfred's pod. They had found the pod about thirty miles away from the coast. The dolphins circled the pod to signal them to stop, which the pod did. The pod exchanged curious, but worried, looks with themselves and the dolphins.

One of the females finally spoke up. Where is Alfred?

The dolphins stayed quiet.

Another female spoke. Where is he?

The dolphins actually looked apologetic. He was taken away by some humans when he was resting on the beach. We went full speed non-stop to get there before the others. We did not see any human on the beach so he went to take a rest then he was captured. We don't know where he was taken or where the humans were from. When he was captured he told us to flee and leave him behind but they made him go to sleep then took him away. We are completely sorry. One of the dolphins said.

Both females were devastated. They were both hoping on having Alfred as a mate. They were younger than him by two years and sixteen was the mating age for females. They knew that if they wanted Alfred as a mate they were going to have to prove themselves, which they were doing all year before mating season. There was also the problem of other females from other pods coming after him. He was strong for his age becoming the dominate male of their pod at seventeen. Even though he was the leader he wanted to be a scout and no one opposed him on his decision, now they were thinking they should have opposed.

In their world the dominate males were on the top. There were dominates, warriors, scouts, and females. Dominates were the highest tier. They were the strongest and smartest because they had to outmatch their opponents in both categories to get in their position. They had the first choice in mates and they were picky about their mates because they wanted strong children. Dominates usually picked more than one mate to ensure his legacy. They could have as many mates as they could protect during the mating and pregnancy.

Warriors were on the second tier. They had the strength and not the brains, but they were smart. They had the second choice in mates. Warriors were not as picky as dominates when it came to their mates. They wanted strong mates but they did not have to be the strongest. They, unlike dominates, only chose one mate and protected her with his life during the pregnancy.

Scouts were different from dominates and the warriors. They were not as strong as either of them but nearly smart as dominates. Their strength was in their speed, agility, and their problem solving. Scouts usually got the leftovers of mates and were not picky in the least. Like the other males they will protect their female to the best of their ability.

Females had rules of their own. They only listened to dominates when they knew it was in their best interest and mating season. There were just few less females than males of their species. They were the ones who raised their children with the help of their pod. Even if the dominate was not their father or their real father was a warrior or scout in their pod dominates were considered the child's father. The females liked a dominate male that were going to be an active part in the child's life. If a female mated with a male from another pod the female had to leave with her pod when they left. The only time a female was forced from her pod was when she did something to the children that put them in serious harm's way or she left on her own free will, which was very unlikely.

We still have to go but be extra cautious. Stay away from the shore. Do you all understand? Matthew said.

Matthew was a warrior. He was Alfred's older half-brother, by another father, by only a year. He was also Alfred's second in command. Alfred and he looked quite alike; the only thing that could tell them apart was that if one looked at the pattern on their tails. Alfred had a straight line pattern while Matthew had a zigzag pattern. Their voices were alike to which made a lot of people confused Matthew for Alfred.

But what of the humans, what are we going to do about them? One of the dolphins said.

We will keep watch around the clock in groups. The other pods will help once we explain the situation to them. Matthew nodded. Let's go we are almost there.

~Bio-diversity~

Vash walked in Alfred's tank at six o' clock. He had come in at noon to feed Alfred his lunch earlier. He had a bucket of live fish and another one of clams. Vash was lucky there was a feeding tube at the top of the tank because he was not unlocking that tank to feed him. Once the door was opened Vash picked back up the buckets, and after relocking the door behind him, went to Alfred's tank.

What he noticed was that the fish were still swimming in the tank with no carcasses on the floor. The clams were scattered around the tank, unopened. Vash looked at Alfred who was lying at the bottom of the tank near the pump, with only his tail moving. It almost looked as if he was asleep. Alfred's arms were crossed over his body and his hands were planted on the transition between his upper body and lower body.

"Hey Alfred, why haven't you eaten your lunch, you need to eat." Vash asked through the glass window.

Because I have no appetite because of what ya'll did to me. Vash heard a voice inside his head.

Alfred's eyes popped open. What had he just done?

~Bio-diversity~

I finished this chapter YAY. What will happen since Vash heard Alfred's voice. What will Arthur come to a conclusion too? What will happen to Alfred's pod? What will happen to Alfred?

Review please I hope I can get another ten reviews on this chapter two. The next chapter might be late, so about two to three weeks the next one might be up becasue of band camp and my job. I will write every chance that I get and get it up as soon as possible but I dont know when so please be pacient with me. Remeber reviews help me write the story becasue it lets me know I am doing a good job XP bye-bye See you next time.