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-Rin Yuzaki belongs to ILUVSEAN123

-Giselle Fillon belongs to Atama Ga Kuru Teru

-Lancelot Bridges belongs to KorosuKa

-Seth and Rena Napolitano belongs Moonlightpheonix-xX

-Lance Krause belongs to Red Cookies

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia

Claim: I own Willow, Ling, Vera and this plot!

Note: Even though some of the characters have the same last name as the current Prime Ministers/Presidents, they are NOT related!

Enjoy!

Chapter One-Epic Escape!

"Let me out! You can't lock me in here!" Willow yelled, banging her fists against the cell.

After waking up in the cell, she had discovered that seven other children were also in the cell with her. She couldn't understand any of them except the black haired boy, who had introduced himself as Lancelot Bridges snootily.

She instantly knew he was British, no one can be more stuck up then the British.

"Would you stop that racket, you're bloody pissing me off!" Lancelot yelled, making the others look at him in surprise.

Willow whirled around and pouted. "But this will catch the kidnappers attention!"

Lancelot snorted but turned away. He felt someone watching him so he turned in the direction he felt the stare and was greeted by the French girl.

She smirked, making him suddenly feel unsafe. "Bien bien, Quelle mignonne petite souris."

Lancelot blinked at her. "Beg your pardon?"

"Oh! Sorry, I thought you would've understood French, I guess you British folk aren't so smart. I'm Giselle Fillon, in case you were wondering."

Lancelot decided that from this day fourth, he hated French people.

Willow blinked at Giselle. "That's mean! it's not his fault you speak like a chipmunk!"

Giselle glared at Willow. "You stupid Americans are so annoying! I do not sound like a chipmunk!"

It became apparent that these three were going to be wonderful friends, if fighting and threatening to kill each other is friendship. Which it probably is because these people are kids, kids that need help.

Well, that's what Lance thought anyway. He was surrounded by weirdoes and had no way of escape. To distract himself, he turned his attention to the other four occupants of the room.

The Japanese girl, Rin, was calmly staring ahead blankly. If he didn't know any better, it would look as if she was used to being kidnapped.

The Italian twins were weird. Mind you, Lance thought all twins were weird. By the looks of it the girl twin, Rena, looked ready to faint while the boy twin, Seth, looked as if he was trying to brave.

Lance snorted, Italians weren't really that good at being brave.

Looking at the last person in the room, Lance knew immediately that it was a good idea to keep away from the Chinese boy's bad side. Ling, as he had said his name was, looked ready to kill someone.

Lance decided that he would keep his distance.

"America is SO much better! We are the country of FREEDOM!" Willow bellowed, making the other occupants cringe.

Giselle scoffed. "Imbécile, France is better, we have, as you Americans say, more class."

Lancelot shook his head. "It's England that is better."

Rin glanced at them briefly before looking away. She never knew that people from other countries acted like this. She was learning so much! Maybe she would get the chance to befriend them.

Of course, it was Rena that decided to break the tension….

"WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE!"

…Only to bring more tension.

Seth tried to calm his sister, tried being the key word. "We're not going to die sorellina."

Rena started crying. "Yes we are!"

Suddenly, the kids hear the door to room where they were kept, open. In steps a woman with long red hair as well as red eyes. She wore a long sleeved black top, black gloves, black trousers and black shoes-the normal uniform for these lot, though they do have a black mask too.

They knew instantly that she a part of the bad guys, they weren't just named after colors, they had the actual colors in their appearance.

They silently watched as she stalked over to them, two bundles in her hands. Unlocking the cell, she threw the bundles into the cell before locking it.

"Here you go kiddos, another friend. Now play nice brats!" she hissed, a thick Russian accent evident in her voice.

They watched as she left before turning to the bundle. It was Willow who decided to go and check out who the new person was. So walking over to the bundle, she opened the sack that the child was kept in, only to be jumped by a young husky dog.

"It's a dog!" Willow exclaimed, looking at the dog with adoration. Said dog growled at her before pawing at the sack.

"It seems someone is in there." Rin muttered, walking over and opening the sack further.

Inside was six-years-old Vera, who looked at them with huge violet eyes.

Giselle scowled. "No hot men."

Everyone ignored her in favor of the new person. "Which country do you think the cutie is from?" Willow asked.

Seth shrugged. "Beats me, we'll have to wait and see until she talks."

And so they waited and waited and waited, yet Vera did not talk to them. Giselle grew bored and started messing around with Lancelot and Willow, who both teamed up and tried to get revenge.

Rena began to freak out and cowered to her brother who was having a talking with Rin and Lance.

Vera had no idea where she was, she wanted her mommy but it seemed that she wouldn't see her for a while. She didn't like the people in the room, they were big, scary and frankly really loud.

But one of them grabbed her attention, the black haired boy with a blank look on his face. For some reason, he reminded Vera of her older brother.

"Большой Брат," She muttered, grabbing the kids attention.

Willow blinked. "What language is that?"

Lancelot snorted. "That would be Russian, this girl is obviously from Russia."

Willow's eyes widened. "Communist!"

Vera looked at her with a confused look but shrugged. She instead stood up shakily and walked over to Ling, who blinked at her in surprise. The kids were even more shocked when Vera sat down next to him and leaned on his shoulder. The husky ran over and plopped into her lap, making the Russian girl smile.

"Okay then…Ling isn't kill her, we may have stumbled across a conspiracy!" Willow yelled, everyone else ignored her.

Ling looked at Vera, Vera looked at Ling and before you knew it both of them were comfortable with each other.

Strange things happen when locking kids together.

It was Orange's turn to go and check on the kids. She was excited because she loved kids, and by loved she basically loves to make them scream.

When she entered the room, she smiled at kids as they all turned to glare at her. Pushing her short orange coloured hair out of her face, she grinned and sat down.

"Hello kids~Orange has come to play!"

Giselle snorted. "Sure you did, weirdo."

Orange pouted before smiling. "Blue said that I was allowed to tell you about our organization. We are the Secret Kickass Intelligent Terrific Technical Loud Evil Society or Skittles for short!"

The kids stared at her before laughing. They've heard of some crappy criminal names from different shows but Skittles by far was the funniest. Orange was annoyed that the kids weren't taking the situation seriously.

'They are kids after all, they don't take anything seriously.' She thought to herself, shaking her head.

It was then that Lance thought of an idea. He quickly whispered it to the others while Orange was distracted. After hearing the plan, they set it in motion.

"Wow, you seriously are ugly." Giselle said, making Orange growl at her.

"You're not supposed to care about appearances! You're a child!" Orange hissed, stalking to the cage.

Giselle continued to insult Orange with Willow pitching in sometimes. Orange grew annoyed and opened the cage and that was when Lance smirked.

"NOW!" he yelled, before all of them ran towards the exit, knocking Orange over. Hey didn't slow down at all, just kept running until they entered the first room they saw.

Looking around, they saw it was just a plane room with windows, a door and for some strange reason, parachutes.

They heard noises outside the room, making them all freeze.

"We need to hurry up and get out of here." Ling said, walking over to the window, only to gasp.

They all looked at him in confusion. "What's wrong Ling?"

"We…are on a plane."

All the kids rushed to the window and saw that they were indeed on a plane. The noises outside the room got louder and they only had one option. It took a few minutes to get the parachutes on but as soon as they did, they opened the door that would let them exit the plane.

At the same time Red, Orange and Blue barged into the room and before they knew it, they jumped off the plane.

"AGH!" Rena screamed, closing her eyes.

It may come to mind that these kids don't know how to work a parachute.

England glared at America, who refused to make eye contact.

"You knew about this yet you did nothing?" England asked, looking ready to throttle whoever was closest to him.

America grinned. "Chill dude, I didn't know it was going to happen on that day."

France chuckled. "You barely knew anything that day."

America flipped him off and ignored him as well.

It was that time again where all the countries gathered together to hold their World Conference meetings. The topic this time was to do with the disappearance of the nine children.

Just as they were about to get into another argument, a crash was heard before nine children landed on the table.

The first to get up was Willow, who shook her head. "I'm okay!"

Lancelot groaned. "You just fell from a plane and you're all right? What the heck do you Americans eat?"

Again they started arguing again, not realizing that they were being stared at. Giselle noticed and winked at the nearest person, who happened to be Canada.

Seth and Rena were still unconscious while Lance was looking ready to throw up. Ling looked perfectly unscathed while somehow both Vera and Scruff, who she had called the dog numerous times that name so the kids assumed that was his name, were asleep.

It was America who was the first to speak. He grinned.

"I found the missing children!"

Sorry it's short but I hope you liked it!

Until next time

Translations:

Bien bien, Quelle mignonne petite souris-Well well, what a cute little mouse

Imbécile-Idiot

Sorellina-Little sister

Большой Брат-Big Brother

R&R