((Bet no one saw Sealand being a bad guy coming did they?))

England was the first wake up (or so he thought), he sat up stiffly and looked around. They were all in a large cell, more likely, in the brig. Heavy iron bars held them in, and they looked in pretty good shape, but there was one person who could get them out...

"America!" Britain shook the snoring man's shoulder. He didn't stir. "For peats sake WAKE UP!"

America rolled over, murmured something about hot dogs, and went back to sleep again.

"Damn."

"We'll have to work harder to wake him up, da?" Russia appeared out of the darkness behind Britain.

"BLOODY HELL RUSSIA!-" Britain screamed, but Russia clamped a hand over his mouth.

"Shhhhh! Not so loud da? Don't want to bring anyone down to check up on us..."

"What's going on? Ow..." Australia sat up, rubbing his head.

"Where are we aru?" China asked, blinking to get his eyes adjusted to the dark.

Britain forced Russia's hand away, "Looks like we got locked up, that little brat! He tricked us!"

"Who knew he could be so devious?" France muttered.

"Great," Germany grunted, "So ve have been captured by a little kid, to face what unknown enemy is behind all this."

"And the demons!" Britain said, but too loudly, and Russia clamped his hand over his mouth again.

"Vho all is here?" Germany asked.

"Head count would be ace." Australia murmured, "And where's my koala? If that little mongrel's done anything to her I'll-!"

"Shhhhh!" Russia quickly grabbed hold of Australia's head and covered his mouth, holding both him and Britain in a sort of headlock, "Not so loud!"

Japan stirred, and everyone started awkwardly at Russia for a second.

"Okay..." said France his voice a whisper, "Well, we have Russia, Britain, Australia, Germany, China, myself, who are awake. Italy and fatass are still asleep, and the animals are no where to be found."

"What about Canada-san?" Japan asked sleepily.

"Who?" everyone asked (except for Australia and Britain, who where still sort of trapped).

"Never mind..." Japan sighed.

Britain kicked America, this time in the head. He woke with a start and looked around the room, "What the heck- Oh, it's you. Hey Russia what are you doing?"

Russia noticed he was still holding onto Britain and Australia, and let go, "Sorry..."

"What the bloody hell is wrong with you!" Britain said in a harsh whisper.

"I just, well..." Russia began to stutter and curled up into a little ball on the floor.

"What's wrong with Russia aru?" China poked Russia's head.

France shuddered, "Something really scary is about to happen!"

"Dudes!" America whispered, "Be quiet! I hear footsteps!"

A hush fell over the group, all eyes on the hallway before them. (Except for Italy, who was still asleep in the corner.) Soon a figure came into view. It looked like a man, with a fancy old-fashioned red coat and top hat. A cane clacked on the metal corridor and a pair of shiny black boots came to a stop in front of the cell.

"Well well," said a sly voice, blond/brown hair, glowing red eyes and white smile could be seen in the dim light, "Looks like Sealand isn't such a hopeless minion after all..."

"Romania..." Britain growled, "So it was you that corrupted Sealand!"

"Corrupted?" Romania pouted, "My my, such a strong word. I think 'inspired' would be a better choice." he flashed a smile, revealing twin fangs.

"Hey I know you!" America shouted, "You're that vampire dude that used to scare me when I was a kid!"

Romania chuckled, "True, you were so cute back then!" America shuddered at the sound of his voice.

"What do you want with us, aru?" China glared.

Romania forced the golden end of his hooked cane to dig into China's shoulder, forcing him to the ground. "What do I want with you? Nothing really. Maybe just to get you out of the way. For now..."

"Then vhy keep us alive?" Germany said sternly.

Romania sighed dramatically, pulling the cane back and leaning against it, "So many questions! Jeez!" his eyes turned serious and deadly again, "I can't answer anything... Not me, but she can."

"She?" everyone asked.

Romania smirked, "Contrary to popular belief, I'm not in charge." With a flourish he tapped the end of his cane on the floor, a magic circle appeared underneath them.

Then there was a flash and the group appeared in a cage in a large room. The ceiling was metal, they were still in Sealand's ship, but the carpet was a bright red color, and a large chair sat facing them. A figure sat there, half hidden in shadow.

Russia was still cowering in the corner of the cage. Romania hooked his cane under Russia's chin and forced him to sit up and face forward, "I want you to be polite now..." he whispered, "To your new mistress..."

Everyone held their breath, and America pressed his face into the cage bars so hard it made marks, as the figure in the chair stood and unwrapped the cloak around her to reveal...

"Oh dear god." Britain cringed.

"It cannot be!" France muttered in astonishment.

"Make her go away..." Russia whimpered, hiding behind China.

Belarus smiled as she stood and looked at the countries all huddled together in their cage. Romania bowed as she strode past him, right up to the bars. Russia gave a tiny unmanly squeal.

"What a pleasure it is to see you all..." her voice was trying to be cheerful, but came out kind of menacing, "You too brother, even after you tricked me and locked me down in that crypt of a castle..." Russia gulped as Belarus's face darkened.

"Wait..." said Britain, "I thought you said that you had given her the title?"

"Sort of... I may have tricked her..." Russia said nervously.

"Now that just seems cruel, aru." China said.

"Then you haven't met mademoiselle Belarus..." France muttered.

Belarus laughed, "But now I've got you! All you terrible people who would stand my way, and in the way of my brother and our true love..."

"Ve! Please don't hurt us scary lady!" Italy began to cry (haven now just woken up).

"Oh I'm not going to hurt you... Except for France, he's a dead man for dragging me down to hell in a suitcase. The rest of you remember this, if you resist me, then you will all die. If you surrender and join me as my slaves, then only most of you will die."

"Well that's cheery." America remarked.

"Shut up America!" Everyone yelled.

Belarus cackled, evil laughter echoing in the huge room; from the shadows twin demons with black and purple plaid skin, four huge arms, and curving horns appeared.

"Now take them away!" she commanded them, "I have much to do." The strangely colored demons hoisted the cage full of protesting countries on their shoulders and left the room. Belarus turned to Romania, "Now tell Sealand to set a course for the coast of Norway! And while you're at it tell the author to turn my demons a normal color or I'll kill him..."

"As you wish my queen." Romania bowed.

((Surprised? We're not really... Wait, there's more!))