Chapter Two- Forming a Party of Four

A dark haired man took a deep breath as he walked to the top of the hill. The soft breeze catching his hair messing up the already untidy locks. It caught his scarlet cape as well. His armor shinning in the afternoon sunlight. Antonio's green eyes looked down at the small village, a castle just behind the town. The flags waving, representing the kingdom.

Spain smiled happily and stretched slightly. He had been summoned by the lord of that castle. He couldn't imagine for what, but he was excited all the same. He adjusted his belt that held his trusted blade and set off down the hill.

"Bondad! Am I the main character?" Spain looked up excitedly after his small monologue.

Japan shook his head. "No. You're not. No one is the main character."

"But you started off with me. The main character always appears at the start of the story!"

"Nein" Austria cut in. "I could name plenty of books where another character was introduced first, before the actual main character,"

Spain looked a little put out.. "So I'm not the main character,"

No in many different languages came at the Spaniard.

Antonio entered the town. It was bustling with energy and excitement. Stalls offering all kinds of goods and items.

"Ward off the creators that lurk in our lands. Don't go anywhere without it!"

"Broadswords Iron swords! Shields too! Get your Broadswords!"

"Potions! Ethers! Red Potions! Green Potions! Are you brave enough to true the Blue Potion!"

The Spanish warrior took in the sights and sounds, following the path up to the castle. Flags of red, and yellow waved proudly. He marched up the stone steps proudly, and into the castle.

The castle was lovely. Grand on the inside. And he was greeted with the proud salutes of the soldiers that kept watch over this kingdom.

"By your request, I have come, and wish I could do what I can to serve you," he stated once he reached the throne, he took a knee bowing his head respectfully.

The man at the throne, stood up and placed a hand to his chest. He was an older man, who had little hair left. But he had been ruling this kingdom for thirty five years, he was a well respected man. "I thank you for coming. I have been worrying about something for some time. I fear that I no longer can put it off. I heard you were a great warrior, would you be willing to go and look at the crystal to the north."

"I'd be honored, senor," He saluted the king proudly. "I will check on the crystal, and see what I can do."

"I thank you, warrior. But it's dangerous, even for you. I'd advice getting at least three others to go with you." The King raised his hand to the Warrior. "Plus Ultra,"

The Spaniard raided his hand as well. "Gracias," With a deep bow he turned to go. Whom would he pick to go on this adventure with?

"Who should I pick?" Spain asked looking at Japan.

Japan tapped his chin, looking around the room. "Ah! America-san, is your soda cup empty?"

SLUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRP

"AH! It is now." The American said happily handing over the empty cup.

"Arigato." Kiku placed the cup in the middle of the conference table and spun it.

"Wait!" Demanded England standing up, clearly outraged. "We're playing Spin the Fat American's Soda Cup to choose a group? Why?"

"It's the fairest way." Japan said simply watching the cup spin. Alfred pouted poking his stomach. He wasn't fat…

"What? It's obvious! White mage and Black mage are essential! You leave it to chance and you'll end up getting a terrible team! Someone Like… Like…" he watched the cup as it landed on the Austrian. "Like the Bard…"

Roderich adjusted his glasses. "Well, your team is fortunate that you get wonderful music to listen to for the entire journey."

England sighed retaking his seat as he watched the Austrian spin the cup next, the cup choosing it's next team member.

It landed Norway next. This seemed to cheer up the Englishman greatly.

And the cup was spun once more. Landing on…

"Haha~ This team wont be so bad after all." Arthur ginned starring at the straw was pointing to him. Summoner, bard, warrior and the all important black mage. We'll be fine," The Englishman's mood quickly changed into something far more pleasant. "It'd be nice if we had a healer… but we'll be fine..

Spain left the castle, wondering where he could find some strong willed and powerful allies. Emerald eyes saw a tavern…

"STOP!" Alfred slammed his hands on the table, he was standing up now. "A tavern Spain? That's cliché! That's horribly clichéd!"

"While I agree with America, I'm more shocked that you know the word cliché." England said leaning back in his chair.

"Ahahaha Angelterre. As the one who raised peu Amérique, you shouldn't insult his vocabulary, as you were the one who taught him it." France practically sang.

England merely rolled his eyes ignoring the Frenchman's good point.

"They should have a big entrance! We're all heroes right! Heroes need big entrances!" America said ignoring both his older brother figures.

Japan nodded.. "That's a good point.." The older nation quickly jotted a few things down in his notebook. "Alright then… let's do that.."

America looked ecstatic, and couldn't wait for his turn to be allowed to play.

The Spaniard saw the tavern, but he doubted any great heroes would be drinking in bars. And yet…

There was a lovely melody coming from the tavern.

The Spaniard stepped in looking around. The tavern was mostly empty, except for a few over achievers coming in early start to their night. And there, in the corner sitting at the piano was a man.

Spain slowly made his way up to the man. The song the man had been playing just ended.

"Perdon," Spain said kindly, wanting to grab the man's attention before he started playing again.

Bright violets shielded by a thin layer of glass turned to look at him. "Ja?"

"That music… it was wonderful.."

"Danke.." The music man gave the Spaniard a warm smile. He was dressed in fine clothing, violets and silvers. "Those that can appreciate my music are good people."

"Do you captivate the hearts of everyone in this dinky tavern?"

The brunette laughed warmly, the stray piece of hair that stood all on it's own bounced slightly as the Bard laughed. "Man, woman and beast, none can escape my melody."

"Beast you say?" The Spaniard was impressed. "Can you fight monsters with you music?" It sounded to good to be true, but someone with that talent….

"Indeed. I keep them at bay with my tunes. Actually fight them no.. but I can do other things… I have a violin for when I travel and I am always safe as long as I play."

"Magnifico!" The Spaniard patted the music man on the back. "I am on a mission from the king of this land. He wants to know if I would go check on the crystal, he fears that something may be wrong. Would you go with me? I could use your aid."

The musician gave it some thought.. "Very well.. I suppose this could prove to be interesting. I accept," He stood from the piano, placing a feathered hat upon his head and followed the warrior out of the tavern.

"We need two more to accompany us.." Spain sighed, looking around. He didn't see any one else who looked like they could assist them.

"Accompany you to the crystal in the north yes?" The bard and warrior quickly turned around. There a young looking make in robes of white and blue stood. He had a cross barrette in his blonde hair, and a dark blue hat upon his head."

"Correct!" Antonio said happily. "How did you know?"

"A little fairy told me," he held out his hand, allowing a little ball of light land on his finger. "HEY" went the Fairy.

The Austrian bard, leaned down to look at the little sprite. "I see.. You speak to Fairies?"

"No. I summon them. I'm a summoner."

"Amazing! Would you come with us on our journey?" The warrior said excitedly.

The blonde boy sighed, waving his hand so the ball of light Fairy disappeared. "I suppose. I have nothing better to do.. But before we leave, I'd like to go to the Black Magic shop. I require Mana to perform my spells."

With a swish of his robes the boy led the way to a dark little alleyway. "Come out! I need more mana potions!"

Two emerald orbs appeared in the darkness. "Already? You summoners sure know how to waste,"

"Fool. Silence yourself. I am going on a mission, and it's best to be prepared."

"A mission you say? Do go on…"

"To the crystal in the north. There are some concerns."

"AH! So I have heard, the emerald orbs vanished, and from the shadows a man stepped forward in robes of black, his face hidden by the rim of a large pointy wizard hat. "I'd like to see if these rumors are true or not, myself. Would you be willing to take me with you? I promise I will not bring you down, I am skilled. He held out his hands, flames encircling them. Lighting up his features as he smiled madly at them. He was pale with bright emerald eyes and bushy eyebrows.

The Summoner turned to look at his companions. "Well?"

"He is more then welcome! We did need one more companion!" The Warrior said eagerly.

"Wonderful. The let us please make haste! I fear for the life of the crystal."

The other three nodded, quickly making their way out of the town.

Robes and capes fluttered in the breeze, mana firing from their fingertips, and songs echoing from their instruments. The sound of steal ringing through the air. Together the four fought the creatures of this land, until they reached a grand pillar, even those not gifted with mana, like Antonio could feel the magic that dwelled inside this place.

The Black Mage and the Summoner exchanged worried looks. The feeling was not as strong as it should be.. "We mustn't tarry…"

And the four entered the temple of the crystal.

A/N

I used a number generator to decide who should join the party. From 1-100

Canada got an 11 and then Austria got a 99. I laughed so hard. Anyone who has played a Final Fantasy knows that you leave the bard behind. Because… well, he's useless.. Unless you play that way with status effects.. I don't. I never have. Brute strength and magic. In the first FF I always have the warrior, white mage, black mage.. And then a red mage…because I like their hats… but, you should probably bring the monk..

Fun notes.

Plus Ultra is Spain's motto. It's Latin and means Further Beyond.

The King who Spain met with is Juan Carlos I who is the King of Spain and has been so for thirty five years.

The crystal is from Final Fantasy, almost all of them. There are usually four; fire, earth, water and wind.

Norway's Fairy is of course Navi from the Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time.

And yes if you have video games or fantasy anything that you would like to see in here, I'm open to requests. I heard a Tales request, and I'll certainly see what I can do.

Also, I'm ecstatic about the response this fic got. Six reviews in one go. It made me happy, as I was uncertain about how this would be receive. I've never written Hetalia before.

Every review is awesome, and I appreciate it. Truly I do.

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