Chapter 15

England's POV

I sighed as I left Canada's after tucking him in, I hadn't tucked him in years, not since he was a little kid. A few minutes after he and the rest of the alliance had put the pieces together, Matthew passed out, he was all high up on pain meds, and looked really drowsy, so it wasn't surprising, but it certainly pissed Russia off, he was planning on squeezing any information Canada knew right then and there, I'm pretty sure, if France hadn't gotten so protective over Matthew Russia might have woke him up and make him continue talking. I was kind of relieved that Matthew was sleeping though, after everything he has been through, he needed it. It also gave the alliance a chance to talk; because I'm sure as of now he must be a big topic. Some members may not feel comfortable working with, and I'm sure they wouldn't hold back with their feelings now that Matthew couldn't hear them, but I was hoping there were some members who were like France and I, and saw just how much he needed Matthew at this point. He had more knowledge of what was going on in the inside of the Empire, and more than that, he knew exactly what this new America was capable of. I walked back to the meeting room, where I saw the rest of the Alliance seated at the table, while France and Japan walked around the table passing out French pastries, and Japanese tea. I took my place at the head of the table and cleared my throat. France and Japan glanced at me silently, and then took their seats at the table. Everyone munched on their snacks, still looking exhausted from the mission that took place only a few hours ago, I would try to make this meeting quick and give them all time to return home and rest.

"I am sure all of you would like to discuss the results of the mission that just took place, but before that, I would like to take a moment to recognize the braveness of one of our own, Lovino Vargas, Southern Italy, without his sacrifice, I don't believe most of us would have made it out, while the mission was not completely a failure, I believe we wouldn't have had as much of a success as it was today without him. We will never forget his valiance. But let this be a reminder of our goal, we need to figure out a way to save the nations that have fallen victim to the empire, Canada has told us there is a way to save them, and I know that it may be uncomfortable to work someone who was once an enemy, but it is the hint we have at finding a cure, however, this is an alliance built on a number of other nations so it is not my thoughts that decide things, so I will put it to a vote. Who thinks that Canada shall become a member of the alliance, shall be protected by the alliance, and shall be excused from his involvement with the Empire?" I asked, at first no raised their hand, they simply looked around, a bit nervous to share their true feelings, wondering if it will anger the rest of the room, but that ended when France raised his hand, not hesitation or doubt in his eyes.

"Mathieu is not a bad man," France said. "I don't believe he ever meant to be a bad man, he has many qualities that can help us in our situation, and I believe he will make a great addition to our alliance." Everyone looked at him, a bit surprised by his sudden answer, but soon after he finished he was not the only one who accepted Matthew. Japan's hand was the next to go into the air.

"Hai, I also believe Matthew-Chan can help us end this reign of chaos," he said. Then Germany raised his hand.

"I don't think we should be worrying about what side he used to be on and more on what information he has for us. We have all lost many friends to this curse, and we run the risk of losing even more friends if we do not find out more information, this is at least a step forward from the nothing we have, and I believe a simple step forward will do us a ton of good." Germany said respectfully. Next Estonia and Latvia raised their hands wordlessly, which earned them a glare from Russia. They didn't have to speak for me to know their reasoning; it was painted clearly on their face. They missed their brother, Lithuania. They wanted him back, and even though Russia controlled them, and didn't seem to agree with their decision, they were determined to help out in any way possible to save their brother. Before Russia could do anything to take away their votes, I spoke, regaining everyone's attention.

"Alright, anyone who is against Canada joining the alliance?" I asked. China, Russia Belarus and Australia raised their hands. Australia put his hand down and spoke quietly. "I want to believe that Canada has changed, at this point, I'm not sure that we can afford the risk, everything is so fragile at this point, and I believe a real hit in our advance, I wouldn't feel comfortable voting to excuse everything."

China was just being China; I knew how rare it was for the elder nation to trust someone, especially if they had scarred him before. It would take him awhile till he was able to trust Canada again, not that I believe he fully trusted Canada in the first place. Russia, was obviously against Canada because of what had happened to Ukraine, whether it was Canada's doing or not Russia blamed Matthew, for everything. And finally Belarus' rejection was obviously caused because of her brother's she agreed with her brother on everything. So it makes sense that this situation would result in the same way.

"Alright then, it is decided, Canada will join the-" I said before I was cut off by the door bell. Everyone chattered confused. "Who could that be?" I said as I got up from my chair and walked to the door. I was really hoping it was someone passing out flyers or maybe someone who simply got and address wrong, I really didn't need any more drama, however when I gazed through the window, I saw a small group of people standing behind the door, I threw it open and let out a surprised but relieved sigh.

Standing there in the doorway was Hong Kong, Taiwan, Vietnam, Monaco, Seychelles, Finland and Sweden.

"We heard you launched an attack against the American Empire, and we thought you might need a bit more help," Hong Kong said.

"We wanted to offer our help at the meeting, but we weren't exactly sure what kind of attention this alliance would give us to the empire," Seychelles said shyly.

"This is not the time for us to abandon our families; this is the time where we should all be standing strongly together, that is the only way we will be able to win. This is not a time for us to cause conflicts among each other," Monaco said, her voice filled with determination.

"So we were hoping that maybe it was not too late for us to help with you alliance," Vietnam asked.

I smiled at them, and the excitement began to fill up inside me. This is what we need, this is really what the alliance need! The final push to ensure our victory! I felt like an explosion of fireworks lit up inside me! This was so amazing!

"Of course," I said my voice hiding my true feeling. "Of course we will accept you in the Alliance.

Canada's POV

At first I thought it all was a dreams, I feeling of the element of spirit filling my being, the sound of familiar whispers, it all seemed unreal, until the whispered turned in to spoke words, which jarred me awake.

"Kanata! Kanata!" the small voice shouted, it was light and high, like that of the child, it felt familiar to me, though I could not place a name. My eyes flashed open and I was met with the face of a young tot. She had light coffee skin, and chocolate brown eyes, he hair was also a light brown, and she had a cute little birthmark in the shape of a kidney bean right below her left eye sitting on her cheek.

I stared up at her a little surprised, but she sat there on my chest not moving.

"Hello," I said to her, I saw a smile break across her face and her brown eyes seemed to light up.

"Kanata, you can see me!" she shouted wrapping her little arms around my neck and hugging me, her skin felt odd against mine, almost like a gust of wind simply floating there, the place where she had touched me was left with a row of Goosebumps, that I honestly for the life of me could not explain.

"Uh, yeah I guess I can," I said as she retracted her arms and then jumped off the bed, I sat up and saw as two more people were watching me from the floor, one was a boy who had long black hair which we wore up in a ponytail, and the other was a girl who also had long black hair, which she let fall in waves down to her waist, the brown-haired girl ran to their sides and took both of their hands, standing in the middle of the two black-haired children. She giggled lightly and the two others stared over at her as if she had just insulted them. All three of them looked very young; I wondered who they were, and where their parents were. They looked really important as well. The girls wore white silk dresses, with heavy looks gold necklaces and gold bracelets around their wrists, while the boy wore more of a robe looking outfit, with a gold bracelet and necklace that looked bigger and more masculine, better fitted for a boy. The black-haired girl wore something that resembled a gold crown on her had, a wonderful contradiction to her raven black hair.

"Um, I'm sorry, but who exactly are you?" I asked them the black haired girl gave me a sad look, the boy rolled his eyes, and then brown haired girl simply smiled.

"You haven't seen us in a long time, it makes sense that you don't remember us," she said. "I am Maya," she said pointing to herself "And these are the twins, Aztec," she pointed to the boy, "and Inca," she pointed to the girl who at the moment looked sad. "We used to be your brother and sister from the far south."

"Oh yeah," I said as the memory of Native America floated in to my mind, I remember sometimes she would take us to a new place and introduce Al and I some new children, she had many different words for these children, but I could tell that she loved them just as much as she loved America and I. "I remember you guys," I said smiling down at them. "But I heard that the Mayan, Incan and Aztec Empires fell, what are you doing here?"

"Our bodies are spirits now," Inca said. "We have no true form." He voiced sounded distant and depressed, I was sure that having no land or people of you own must be hard and saddening.

"We lost our true form long ago," Aztec said.

"We have been trying to contact you for a while, but you could not see us, we have had something very important we wanted to tell, but whenever we tried to tell you, you simply didn't hear," Maya said.

"But we saw that Mother was able to contact you, so we thought that maybe would try again…" Inca said leading off.

"And it worked!" Maya shouted.

"But why, how, why can I suddenly see you now, I mean I guess it isn't really that bad to seeing you guys, but why now, I couldn't see you before," I asked them. Maya continued to smile, and the twins just looked away.

"Because, Kanata, a part of your spirit has joined us," Maya said. A blank silence filled the room after her words. What, a part of my spirit has joined them? How was that possible, I-I wasn't dead, I was still alive, I still breathed, I still slept, my wounds still hurt, so what did they mean.

"M-my spirit," I asked.

"Your soul, it has been recreated," Inca said. "It is now made of Light."

I stared at her blankly, I wasn't understanding any of this, what did they mean? Light, my soul was made up light, weren't souls just a glorious ball of light? That is what they seemed like to me?

"Kanata, do you remember when America, tried to hit you with Sword of Souls?" Maya asked, I nodded.

"Yeah, there was a huge flash of light, and then his hand was burning." Maya's smile grew a bit and Aztec's, who had been looking away from, eye s flashed over to mine.

"The prophecy is true," Aztec whispered.

"What prophecy?" I asked. All of them looked around at each other, trying to figure out which one was going to have to tell it, for once Maya was not smiling, but she being the more charismatic one stepped forward, and did what no one else wanted to do.

"Well, for years our people have passed stories on about the Sword of Souls, it is said that the people should have it, not just one person, and that is why it makes you go mad if you hold it in your possession for too long, but that is not the same for a nation, nations are almost god-like beings, we live forever, and determine the future of a civilization of humans, if a nation wanted to end another civilization's existence all they would have to do is kill that nation, and if a nation wanted to end its own civilization it could just kill itself, the fate of the civilization all rests in the hands of the nation, therefore nations do not go by the same rules of humans, and nations did take advantage of that, Native America was quickly to wield the sword when nations from the European area of the world came and began to raid her land, however the creator of the Sword did not approve, they felt that affairs such as land should be handled naturally with nations. Native America did not like the Gods decision and planned to use the sword any way, but before she could do so the Gods stripped her of her powers of a nation, she was said to later have died with the sword still in her possession, spirits coming back to communicate with the living was not something that was new, so they suspected she would come back for revenge, and to prevent that, they made another sword, the Sword of Light. This sword is the complete opposite of the Sword of Soul, rather than collecting souls, it restores lost ones. They were prepared to drop it in the human world, but they feared that by itself the sword of souls could do more damage than good, they were afraid people may use it to bring back the dead or things like that. So they declared that only when the Sword of Soul is brought back in to the human world can the Sword of Light be brought to the human world as well, to keep balance."

I stared at her as the world sunk in. The sword is the complete opposite of the Sword of Souls! So that means there was a way to save them all! I was right, the servants were still there! I could bring them back!

"But the Gods put a few guidelines on the swords," Aztec warned as he saw the excitement in my eyes. "The swords cannot be held by just anyone, only the true warrior of light can have the sword of Light."

"The Warrior of Light is someone who has been chosen by the Gods to face the Warrior of Souls," Inca said.

"The Warrior of Souls? If one is the Warrior Light, then why is the other one not the Warrior of Darkness?" I asked stupidly.

"Because, the Sword of Souls was not intended to be evil when it was made, it was used to kill the demons that plagued the people of a few villages. Nothing is ever really created to be bad, it simply depends on the holder," Maya answered.

"Just as the Sword of Light could be used badly, it restores things, but what if you restored something that should stay how it is. If you used the sword to return a living man back in to the state we was born, or used it to interfere with the natural process of life and death, then the Sword of Souls would be needed to right everything." Inca said.

"So who is this Warrior of Light and where is this Sword of Light?" I asked excited, I needed to find this person! They could help me get my friends back! They could help me save Ukraine! I waited for either of them to answer, none of them did, they all just continued to look at me, and a smile broke across Maya's face. "M-me?" I asked. The smile grew wider. "Me, how could I be the Warrior of Light?"

"It all makes sense, you say that there was a burst of Light when the sword of Souls was used on you, that was an attack, were you released a part of your spirit for protection, it is an attack only the Warrior of Light can do, and to top it off when it happened, you saw light, and it cause the Soul of Swords, it opposite to burn, another fact, and finally there is the simple fact that you are still alive and well without some of spirit. Those people that you call servants, that girl that you saved from your brother, they are the soulless, in one attack they lost all their spirit and became like that, yet you lost some of your spirit and you are fine, this proves that you are the Warrior!"

"Alright, say I am the warrior, then where am I suppose to get this sword?" I asked, Maya smiled as her and Aztec looked at Inca. Her lips rose from a frown to a smirk, she sat down and placed her hands in a praying position, and then the room was filled with the brilliance of a blue glow. I saw the glow was radiating from what looked like a slash in the air. Maya gestured for me to reach in, and I did. I felt my fingers lock around the smooth cool metal of the blade, and felt the energy flow in to me. This was the sword of Light, as I took it from the vortex I saw both the vortex, and the three young nations disappeared, I felt the sword heavy now in my hands, and I looked down and examined it, it looked exactly the same as the Sword of Souls, only rather than a tiny red eagle at the base there was a tiny red maple leaf, I mulled that over in my mind, huh, it was almost as if all of this was meant to happen…