Sorry for the shortness! It was really a filler chapter, with some backround on the Hunters given by my original character that went with this story, (it happens to be my pen name) and a little on Sealand and Liechtenstein. So, enjoy, and REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW! (sorry for any grammar/spelling mistakes, accent mistakes, over fluffyness, or if this chapter seems a little broken. I'm really tired, so i'm going to bed after this, expect chapter 6 tomorrow afternoon.) Oh yeah, and if you want to learn about the Hunters from the inside, like the past of Nyx next chapter, REVIEW and tell me.

Chapter 5: Visible Truth

After the girl had calmed down, she was invited to sit and explain what she knew. She sat at a table across from America, Britain, Romania, and Germany. Feliciano sat next to her, on her left side, smiling happily. She had become friends with him quickly, they seemed to share the same cheerful nature. Switzerland sat on her right. "Vat is your name? Vere are our vriends?" Romania looked at her curiously, asking the question that somehow didn't get asked.

"My name is Ame...and I...I don't know, i'm sorry...I don't know where your friends are, but i can guess. I think they're at the same prison as my friends. The base there is in America." Her hands played with the edge of her dress. Switzerland glance at her. The way she looked down while she thought and how she brought her hands close together when she was on the spot. Liechtenstein did the same thing. They were very much alike. He discarded this thought quickly, not letting it bother him.

"Vat do you know about ze hunters?"

"Well...They hunt down people that are different, that stand out. They don't care how young or old the person is. They hunt in groups, to bring down their prey. Like wolves, you know? Only, they want to break you. Not kill you. They want to scare you for their enjoyment, and they want to hurt you. They knew I'm the weakest of my friends, so they picked me out first. Weakest goes first. They're easy to break, and usually there's a stronger person that looks after the weak one."

Britain and Switzerland blinked at this, surprised from her words. Picking out the weakest people explained why Liechtenstein and Sealand were first.

"The bases in America are the most dangerous, they have the most members and weapons. At least, that's what i've heard." Ame kept glancing at certain people constantly. Her eyes darted between Russia, Sweden, and Poland. Britain noticed and didn't understand why she looked at them with fear in her eyes. He could understand the fear of Russia, but earlier, she was talking to him. Sweden could be intimidating, but not so much as scary. Poland wasn't a threat at all, so her being afraid of him didn't make any sense. Maybe they looked like her friends, he thought, or relatives back at her home. She must be tired from running away from the Hunters. Maybe after a night's rest she'll be explain things better. I don't know how long she's been running, but she must know something.

"Everyone, I think it would be best if we came up with a plan. Does anyone have any ideas?" Britain glanced around the room. No answers. This was going to be a long meeting.

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Sealand was pushed again back to his cell. While he walked, he peeked into the other cells. His ocean blue eyes widened at the sights. He saw glimpses of chains, blood staining the floor, bruised skin...What if that happened to him? Will Britain come before it does happen? Sealand was scared, and these thoughts were ringing in his head as he was once again shoved onto the floor of his cell.

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Liechtenstein woke in her cell, hands chained to the floor with black, thick metal chains. She sat up, feeling the chains weight on her wrists. She remembered her meeting with Nyx late last night.

The woman bent slightly, only causing the lightest wrinkles in the dress. Her cold fingers hooked Liechtenstein's chin. "We can't let a cute little girl escape now, can we? I told you before, if you do not behave you will be punished. Since I will show mercy toward you, you will be chained to floor of your cell with metal chains, bound at your wrists and ankles. Do you understand me?" At the last question, the fingers tensed and tightened their grip. Liechtenstein gave a tiny nod and was released, to be sent to her cell. It was there they had chained her.

Liechtenstein curled back up on her blanket and continued to hope her big bruder was on his way.