General POV:

"I found a hole!" Prussia exclaimed gleefully.

Germany looked over from the pile of rocks he was investigating, "So va...oh. Tunnel. You mean you found a tunnel, Prussia."

Prussia looked a bit confused, "Yeah...What did you think I was pointing out, a regular hole?"

France came out from behind a gigantic boulder, "And I found another pile of chains!"

Russia, who had been glaring at the energy barrier, looked toward France, "You did?"

France nodded vigorously, "Oui! It is attached to this boulder!"

Germany gestured to Prussia as he walked toward the boulder in question, "How did they manage that?"

Russia shot the energy wall one more glare as he went toward the boulder.

France gestured wildly to the back of the boulder, "See?"

France hadn't been lying about the chains. They had strange symbols on them just like the other set. But these were anchored to the boulder with metal rings that had the ends had been imbedded into the stone by the use of a hammer. One could tell that something had slammed against the boulder repeatedly, if the huge cracks were anything to go by. The boulder also looks like it had moved a couple feet.

Germany inspected the scene, "Probably America's handiwork..."

Russia got everyone's attention, "The wall has chains too."

This set was anchored to the wall. The surrounding area was not nearly as beat-up, but there was much more blood spilled by the looks of it. What disturbed the nations most was that it looked to be the blood of their own kind.

France wrung his hands, "Oh, non non non..."

"I'm sure he's fine." Prussia consoled.

France didn't look all that convinced. He was staring at the scene laid out before them, worried about what it implied. There was a moment of silence, then Germany broke it in his usual fashion, "Back to the matter at hand. Prussia, you said that you found a tunnel?"

"Ja, the awesome me has found our way out!" Prussia exclaimed.

Russia rose his hand a bit, "You mean that you found a potential trap?"

Prussia stopped his victory dance and straightened, "Well it could be a trap, but I don't think so."

France looked at Prussia, "How so?"

Prussia shrugged, "The Anazasi must have a way to get through the canyon so they wouldn't booby trap their own exit, would they?"

Germany looked skeptical, "They probably have a way to bypass the traps..."

"I do not see England or Japan. They would not go down without a fight, so we would have heard some sort of commotion, da?" Russia pointed out.

France, now recovered, began to approach the tunnel, "Oui, I agree with Russia. we are not doing any good just standing around."

Prussia followed, "I like how you think!" he exclaimed enthusiastically.

They were followed by Russia. Germany hesitated for a moment. Was that the wind calling his name? He shook it off, "What a ridiculous idea!" Germany thought to himself.

The journey through the cave was overall silent, except for the usual things that you would expect to hear. Like the wind whistling through the tunnel or the sound of footsteps as the nations made their way through it. There was also the non-stop talking of course.

"It iz rather dark in here." France stated.

Prussia looked at him incredulously, "What did you expect? It's a cave."

Russia was getting annoyed, "Both of you will shut up now, da?"

"You'll give away our position!" Germany shushed.

Prussia laughed a bit to loud, "Kesekese! I think we can take those unawesome wimps any day!"

France also started to laugh, but quickly shut up. He could feel Russia staring at him. Russia repeated his statement, "You will shut up now, da?"

Germany sighed, "Bruder, please follow France's example. You should know better."

Brushed off Germany's warning, "You worry to mu-ah!" There was a resounding thud as Prussia fell.

France rushed forward to help him up, but also fell, "Ouch...Zut!"

Germany wisely decided to stop in his tracks, "What happened?"

Prussia got up and dusted himself off, "The floor suddenly became slippery! Almost like ice!"

France also got up, "Not ice," he tapped the ground with his shoe, "but glass."

Russia looked down at the ground in wonder, "How did that happen?"

Germany knelt down and closely inspected the ground, "...a very hot fire."

Prussia tried to walk forward, but ended up having to hold a hand against the wall to keep balance, "Well this is rather unawesome. Not worth my time." he grumbled as he inched his way across.

France crossed the patch of glass carefully, "W-woah! It goes in a straight line for a bit so be careful."

Russia backed up, and got a running start. His feet slid smoothly along the surface of the glass, and he gracefully landed at the end without a hitch. Prussia smothered a laugh, "I give that a...an eight I think. You could have thrown a twirl in there."

Russia cocked his head, "Why would I do that?"

France snickered, "Hehe, never mind."

Germany was the last to cross. His journey was not nearly as graceful. He landed flat on his face, much to everyones amusement. Germany got up and dusted himself off, "Oh ha ha, very funny. Let's keep moving."

The group traveled in silence for the next couple of minutes, until they reached the end of the tunnel.

Prussia looked up at the stars, "Well, we made it through just fine! Don't you think so?"

France quickly caught up to him, "Oui, the fresh air makes all ze difference in ze world don't you agree?"

Germany emerged from the tunnel. He looked over his shoulder, "Russia, watch out for that overhanging rock."

Russia ducked out from under the aforementioned rock, "Where is England and Japan?"

Prussia looked around, "Well I don't know-oh, wait! I see a campfire up ahead! That must be them!" he started to jog towards the campfire. The others began to follow his lead.

As they jogged, Germany got in the lead of the group. He squinted his eyes trying to focus on the glimmering light in the distance, "Wait, I think that isn't-" He was interrupted by a hand covering his face, "Oof! Get off of me you-!"

"Shut up git! You'll give us all away!" England whispered furiously.

The others caught up to them. France looked around, "Well we found you...unfortunately. So where is Japan?"

Russia pointed with his pipe (that he had out for some reason), "He is there."

Japan was waving at them, gesturing for them to come and hide behind a boulder with him. They hurriedly joined the Japanese nation, and knelt down behind the boulder.

England quietly called for everyone's attention, "That campfire up ahead. We think that it's a group of those Anasazi blokes."

Germany looked ahead. He could only make out a few sillouettes in the distance. "Are you sure they aren't campers?" he asked skeptically.

England and Japan simultaneously nodded.

Prussia peeked out from behind the rock, "Then why aren't we just kicking their asses right now?"

"England said that he had a way for us to eavesdrop on them." Japan responded.

Russia shifted his weight, "How? We wouldn't even be able to understand them anyway."

England smirked a bit, "Nothing a little bit of magic won't fix." He pulled out his wand, and traced a rectangle onto the rock. He whispered, 'Revelare et superexaltet.' The rectangle flashed a bright light and gave the nations a closer view of the campfire.

Anasazi men were sitting around it, laughing and chatting in a strange gibberish language. One of the men pointed at another, who leaned around behind a nearby pile of rocks. He straightened back up and shrugged. He said something else, and earned a peal of laughter from his companions.

Germany leaned close to the screen, "Can you move it around behind that pile of rocks?"

England nodded and waved his wand, 'Permoveo.' The picture unfocused and shifted for a moment. When it focused in again, there was a collective gasp. It was the bruised form of America, chained to a boulder.

Aaand another chapter done. I'm really happy we've gotten here!

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Sayonara! ^J^