Ok, this chapter gave me some problems, but here it is. One thing I feel that I should mention, I need more reviews!

Also, in answer to the one review this story has, made by a guest reviewer: One thing I should mention first is that the summary alone should tell you that it's an AU. The thing about the capitals having personifications is because while countries are at war, there are political things going on at home, which is where the capitals come in for the most part. They keep watch over the homeland while their parent nation is away. The point on the city of Rome being the birthplace of the Roman Empire, while that is true, you could think of this as a form of reincarnation. Octavia wasn't born until shortly after the city of Rome was accepted as the capital of Italy, when the Italy brothers found her on the shores of the Tiber River. She holds one of the last connections to the great Roman Empire, but she isn't the Roman Empire himself. She just holds the last of his life energy. Lastly, I have thought of having a Venice, but I decided that seven main characters were enough. Don't worry, I have thought this through (for the most part).

Sorry about the rant, I just had to address that.

Enjoy!

It was a rainy and dismissal day in New York. D.C. sighed as she watched the World Conference without the usual chaos. It had been three days since Ivan went missing. As she sat with the other capitals whose parents/uncles have vanished, she thought about what had happened the day before.

~Flashback~

It was a cloudy day, dappled sunlight reaching the clearing they were in. Kumajiro was running around, sniffing everything and just getting into stuff. D.C. was reading "Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban" aloud to Marie and complaining about how those wizards had no sense. It was peaceful. Then it ended.

She was reading the part where Harry and Hermione had just finished their time-turner adventure when "Sweet Home Alabama" started playing from her cell phone. D.C. sighed, bookmarked the page and accepted the call.

"Hey Dixie, what's going on?" she asked her younger sister, only to get confused and upset mutterings in response. "Dixie," D.C. tried again, "what's wrong?"

"Have you seen dad lately?" came the quietly asked response.

"This morning he said he was going to go check on Penny. Why?"

"That's the thing, he never arrived." D.C. had a sinking feeling at that. "Penny's been calling around, and no one's seen him. We were hoping you heard something."

"Who all is with you?" D.C. asked urgently. She had to keep her siblings safe.

"Me, Penny, Daniel, Cheyenne, Angel, Austin, Denny, Louise, Mary, Ginny, Anna, Aurora, Nani, Jessie, Helene and Conner," Dixie answered unsurely. D.C. sighed in relief. They weren't the majority of her siblings, but at least Daniel was there. He could take charge and get the rest to wherever they were.

"Can you get Daniel on the phone really quick?" D.C. asked as calmly as she could in the situation.

Shuffling and muted conversations was heard on the other end as Dixie ran to where their brother was. Finally, she heard the sound of the phone being handed to someone and her older brother's voice.

"Hello?"

"Daniel, listen to me," D.C. said as urgently as she could. "I need you to get everyone wherever you are-" she stopped short. "Where are you anyway?" she asked somewhat sheepishly.

"Penny's place. Why?" he asked.

"Good. Get everyone there and don't leave until I say so." She hung up to show she was serious. She then called Spirit to her arm. "I need you to go find Liberty and tell her to go to Penny's place and watch everyone, okay boy?" Spirit nodded eagerly and took off to search for his mother.

"What are you going to do, D.C.?" Marie asked, cuddling Kumajiro, who had wondered back to the girls when the phone conversation began, close to her heart, violet eyes watering with unshed tears.

"I'm going to find my dad and beat the crap out whoever did this!" D.C. yelled, sky-blue eyes blazing with fiery anger.

"You should include the others in this as well," Marie commented.

"I wasn't going to leave them," D.C. muttered defensively.

~End of Flashback~

Watching the World Conference with the other capitals, D.C. couldn't help but notice what was different. No more Ludwig trying to rein control, no more Feliciano crying "Pasta" every other minute or clinging to Ludwig, no more Mathew in the corner trying to be noticed, no more Lovino cursing everyone (particularly Antonio) out, no more Ivan creepily asking other countries to "become one with Mother Russia", no more Arthur and Francis arguing over whatever it is they are argue about (she'd stop paying attention at some point anyway, it was most likely old grudges) and no more of her father's "hero" speeches. It was still chaotic, but parts of the chaos were missing. D.C. didn't like it.

"I hate it," Elizabeth "Lizzie" Kirkland, the personification of London, muttered while holding her dark ginger cat Flamebreeze.

"What's there to hate?" Octavia Vargas, the personification of Rome, sarcastically asked. "The fact that our parents/uncles are gone, or the fact that the rest of them can't do anything?"

"Both," the other European capitals responded instantly.

"Do you think they're alright?" Marie asked shyly, clutching Kumajiro tightly.

"Sie müssen sein. Sie tun nur," Viktoria Beischmidt, the personification of Berlin, responded. Her blue eyes were sorrowful, though, as memories swept through. D.C. nodded in sympathy. After all, Viktoria had been separated from her father once before after World War II.

"So why don't we do something about it?" D.C. asked. The other capitals looked intrigued by the possibility.

"What do you mean ami?" Pierre Bonnefoy, the personification of Paris, asked in confusion. Dmitry looked interested, Viktoria was deep in thought and Octavia was nodded her head rapidly in agreement. D.C. smirked at the support of Rome. Now she just needed the support of the others.

"It's obvious Paris," Pierre looked disgruntled at being called by his city name but let Octavia continue, her voice slowly gaining volume. "What she means, idiota, is that we search for our genitore and zii ourselves!"

"Quiet!" D.C. hissed at the sound of Rome's near yelling. She didn't want the nations present to know their plan until it was too late to stop them. Once she was sure that the nations hadn't heard Octavia, she sighed and motioned to the others to follow her, leading them into an empty room down the hall from the Conference. Once the others were inside, D.C. closed the door to lessen the chance of someone overhearing.

"Qu'est-ce que c'était, D.C.?" Pierre asked once the door closed and D.C. faced her fellow capitals.

"Do you want the other nations to know what we're planning, Pierre?" D.C. responded irritably. Instantly, Lizzie, Pierre and Viktoria cried in protest on how they hadn't agreed to anything. Dmitry just stared at them with his dark violet eyes and a semi-creepy smile. Marie and Octavia tried to get the others to see just why they needed to find the missing nations themselves. Flamebreeze was hissing at the capitals from Lizzie's lap while Sophia, Pierre's pale gray- almost white- she-cat, was glaring at them with her icy-blue eyes from her spot beside Pierre. Spirit screeched in anger at all the noise from his spot on D.C.'s shoulder.

"Tikho!" Dmitry finally yelled, having gotten angrier from all the noise. The effect was instantaneous, as the capitals stopped arguing and listened to him. "Let us hear what D.C. has to say, da?" He was calm when he asked, but his dark violet eyes told a different story. He was worried about the missing nations and angry at the capital's argument.

"D'accord, d'accord, quel est votre plan?" Pierre relented. Lizzie glanced at him like he was crazy for a moment, then settled down. Viktoria glanced around the small room as if hoping that someone would argue with them, before sitting down when she realized that none of them would.

"Thank you, Dmitry," D.C. thanked the capital of Russia, who simply nodded in return. "And the basic plan is rather simple and self-exclamatory. We find our missing parent nations and beat the crap out of whoever was stupid enough to kidnap them."

"Why am I sensing a 'but' here?" Lizzie asked rhetorically. D.C. sighed and shifted her red-framed glasses out of habit. This was the only problem with her plan.

"We're most likely going to have to search the world in order to find them, unfortunately," D.C. muttered uncertainly. Theoretically, whoever had kidnaped the missing nations would keep them under heavy guard, where no other nation could feel them. That left the missing nation's lands or the oceans and seas, since no nation had claim of the great waters that separated the continents.

"We need to be more organized," Viktoria muttered to herself after D.C.'s comment of traveling the world to find their parent nations.

"Sono d'accordo," Octavia muttered back, surprising Viktoria who thought no one had heard her.

"I told you that only the basic overview of the plan was simple!" D.C. argued. She was not losing the support she had for her plan because of the lack of information they had.

Lizzie, who had been quietly muttering to herself in a combination of English, Irish, Welsh and Scots Gaelic, looked up when she heard the argument. "If lack of information really is the only problem we have, I think we can do it," she mentioned. When the other capitals looked at her strangely, she continued. "It's just, Dad made a spell a long time ago in case this kind of thing happened. He never had to use it, though."

"Just how safe is it?" Dmitry asked warily. The personifications of Rome, Paris, Berlin, Ottawa and Washington D.C. all giggled at the stories told about Arthur accidently summoning Ivan when trying to summon "demons". It was obvious that Dmitry was worried about what Lizzie would end up doing if she attempted magic. Although, D.C. thought with a mental giggle, if Lizzie does end up summoning Russia to her, then that's one less missing nation to find and a better idea as to where the others are.

"It's ok, Uncle Alistair practiced it once. Plus, I'm admittedly better than my dad at magic. Nothing bad is going to happen," Lizzie responded, rolling her eyes at the other capitals who were still giggling about the "summoning antics" of her father. Even she found those funny in hindsight, but it was never funny when it happened. "I just need to get a few things before I can do the spell."

"We all need to get things," Maria agreed.

"Okay," D.C. said, "how about we all take a week to get all the things we need for the adventure and then meet in London City when the weeks done. That should give everyone time to get all the things you'll need together." The capitals nodded, pleased looks in their eyes. They were already making progress.

"We're going to need allies," Viktoria mentioned.

"Use the week you have to make any allies that could be of use. Other capitals, government officials, military people, anyone!" D.C. said in response, thinking about just how useful her siblings would be. At the very least, she knew she would have to call them regularly.

The door of opened at that point by the personification of Spain, Antonio Fernandez Carriedo, his daughter Esmerelda, who personified Madrid, beside him. The European capitals under his temporary care shared a significant glance with each other, trying to figure out if they could trust the Spanish capital.

The capitals were ushered from the small room they had been conversing in and out into the busy streets of New York City. D.C. had the somewhat random if Ally was with the rest of their siblings in Pennsylvania by now. Hopefully she was, because D.C. didn't want to have to go searching for her siblings as well as the missing nations. Especially when none of the others, besides Maria, knows about them.

"D.C.?" Maria asked quietly.

"Yeah?" D.C. asked just as quietly.

"Luuletko meidän pitäisi kertoa heille sisaruksia?"

"Ehkä."

And D.C. knew that the secret might not last long anyway, even if she herself doesn't tell them.

Ok, so how was that? I'll put a list of translations at the end of every chapter from now on.

Translation List:

Sie müssen sein. Sie tun nur- They must be. They only do (roughly) [German]

Ami- friend [French]

Idiota- idiot [Italian]

Genitore- fathers [Italian]

Zii- uncles [Italian]

Qu'est-ce que c'était, D.C.- What was it, D.C [French]

Tikho- Quiet [Russian]

D'accord, d'accord, quel est votre plan- Alright, alright, what is the plan [French]

Sono d'accordo- I agree [Italian]

Luuletko meidän pitäisi kertoa heille sisaruksia- Do you think we should tell them about your siblings [Finnish]

Ehkä- Maybe [Finnish]

Another thing I wanted to do is put a profile about the capitals who appear in the story at the end of every chapter. This chapter has Berlin's profile.

City Name-Human Name-Gender-Physical Age-Physical Description-Personality-Notes-Preferred Weapon

Berlin- Viktoria Beischmidt- female- 19- athletic build, short blonde hair, dark blue eyes- Stern and short-tempered, Berlin is a lot like her father. However, also her father, she hides a lot pain- After World War II, when the city of Berlin was spilt, Ludwig gave her to Alfred so that she might remain safe from the chaos at home; Berlin would make an amazing leader, but her people and comforting skills are somewhat lacking; She mainly likes to listen to rock music and most any song with an angry feel to it- Gun

Also, I put in seventeen OCs with several hints as to who they are. Can you guess what/who they are? Please leave your guesses in a review or PM me your guess.

Please review, I need help!

~pokedawnheart