"So not awesome!"
America! What is the meaning of this!
"Kolkolkolkolkol..."
"America-san, you need lightbulbs."
"Get off me bloody frog!"
"I am not on you!"
"Prussia! Get the window open! Let some light in!"
The room was flooded with the light of the evening sun. Prussia was standing by the window, holding the string used to pull the blinds open. Japan was still in his chair, while England was on the ground with Russia sitting on top of him. Germany was also on the ground, having been accidentally tripped by France who had been trying to reach the door.
But both America and Canada were gone.
"Where did mon petite Mattieu go?" asked France who was now distraught with worry.
"What happened to America?" asked England who would not admit that he was equally worried.
"Maybe it has something to do with what Amerika did not tell us." said Russia to nobody in particular.
Prussia pointed out the window,"Or maybe it has something to do with that."
Outside, was the strangest group of people these nations had ever seen. Some had clothing that seemed to be made of some kind of animal skins, while others wore no clothing at all. Some of them had beads or feathers in their hair. But the one thing that they all had in common, were the spears they held, glinting evilly in the sunlight.
"Who are they?" asked Japan as he watched in grim fascination.
"I'll bet America and Canada knew." said England darkly.
"We cannot say what they knew or did not know at this time." said Germany.
"But we do know those people are very dangerous. Da?" said Russia as he points out the afore mentioned spears.
"Well no duh." stated Prussia matter of factly.
"Perhaps zey are still in the building?" asked France.
"It could not hurt to check." said Japan.
"Alright then. We will go in groups of two and search the place. Russia and Japan will go to the top floor, while England and Prussia will go to the basement. France, you will go down to the first floor and look for an alternate exit past those people. I will search here on the second floor. Everyone see what you can find, and then rendezvous here.
Russia and Japan POV
"Maybe they are in here?" wondered Japan aloud.
"If they are, then I will hit them with my pipe." said Russia cheerfully.
The place in question, was the one place America never let anyone else enter no matter what meeting hall they were using. The storage room.
The door opened with a loud creaking sound. As if it hadn't been opened for a long time. There was no light inside, although they could tell that it was a very large room. Crates and boxes were strewn about. Making it seem like a labyrinth. Some of the boxes had open lids, and Japan could see things like old weapons and uniforms.
"Amerika," said Russia in a sing-song voice, "my pipe and I would like to have a discussion with you!"
"Canada-san? Are you in here?" called Japan.
But there was no answer. The cobwebs stirred a bit in the draft.
"Japan, come look at this," said Russia, pointing at a box.
Japan walked over and peered into the box. It had a very old painting in it. It showed America, in an outfit similar to those of the people outside, except with a staff looking thing instead of a spear. Canada was also in the picture. He was on a horse looking at something in the distance. Both had serious expressions on their faces.
"When do you estimate this was done?" asked Japan.
"I cannot be sure, there is no date on it." Russia responded.
"Maybe it has something to do with those strange people." mused Japan.
Russia had a curious expression on his face, "...Maybe."
AHAHAHAHA! I managed to squeeze another chapter out of this! I shall continue but updates will probably be irregular because French class is way harder than it should be.
ALSO! I am working on a hetalia fangame that has a similar story line. Similar, but not the same. This story focuses on one theme, while the game will have multiple themes.
Thank you for all the reviews, follows, and such! I didn't think this story would get much attention!
Have a nice day!