AN: Hello everyone! I hope you are having an awesome day today. I would like to say thank you for the support and reviews from you awesome people. Seriously it make me happy to see people responding to the story. I'm sure you here this from other authors but it really makes us happy when you do. Really it does so thank you Arrival of Tears, pexiepie, kingdomheartslover13, and blueorgray1236. Happy awesomeness for all of you.
Kingdomheartslover13, you are right, there isn't enough love for GermanyxAmerica. I happen to like that paring as well so it might turn into that but I will still probably show Alfred with other pairings as well, although he will only end up with one person. Oh, and don't worry. USUK is a popular pairing but I can't do it because I have... plans for the Uk. Plans that would be spoiled if he ended up with America in the end.
It is still a bit slow to my liking but this chapter explains a lot and even talks about what happened to some other countries. This chapter and the previous one feel like a giant prologue and looking back I feel like I should have grouped them altogether but after this I will be picking up the pace as the revolution begins. But anyways I've blabbered on enough, hope you guys enjoy this chapter and remember to have an awesome day.
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia.
Alfred sat on the windowsill looking out at the landscape. It's been two weeks sense the nations left to colonize Mars and there had yet to be any conflict among the nations. He sat there silently wondering how his former friends were doing. In a nearby room Washington was talking to a group of people, who Alfred had yet to meet. Washington told him that he and Adam have been trying to convince them for ages to rebel against the nations but have failed. He hopes that Alfred's existence would persuade them to join them in forcing the nations off of Mars.
The sound of the door opening caught Alfred's attention. Adam stepped out and gestured for him to enter. He slipped off the window ledge and followed him into the room. There were mutable armchairs in the room along with two loveseats. Washington and Adam were the only ones standing; the other six were all sitting as they listened to Washington speak. When Alfred entered they all turned to look at him. A woman with shoulder length curly blonde hair and slightly gaunt features stood up and walked over to Alfred, studying him. One she was done staring she turned back towards Washington. "I have to admit, Daniel," She settled back down into her armchair, grinning. "I thought you were lying but he really is alive."
Alfred looked at her puzzled by her words. Washington turned to Alfred with a smile on his face. "This is Ross. She collects intelligence. She knows everything; history, culture, people, you name it."
"Oh please, Washington. You're making me blush." She said coyly.
Before Washington could comment Adam interrupted. "I believe interdictions are in order," Adam made his way over to the center of the room and started introducing the other five. "This is, Jefferson, he is the leader of the Alpha base and head of all medical facilities on the planet," a man in his late fifties nodded to Alfred. His hair was grey along with his eyes. "This is Franklin, lead scientist at Omega base and his partner, Madison," The two men smiled at Alfred, who returned it. "This is Coronal Hamilton," A dashing young man waved at Alfred from the corner. "And this is Wolcott, she is a member of the I.U.I." A stern looking woman gave Alfred a small wave.
Washington leaned over to Alfred and said. "International Union Inspector, pretty much a universal ambassador. It was part of the Union Treaty. They are a completely neutral party that jumps in if the war grows too large or if Russia wants to spy on what the other nations are doing."
Hamilton spoke as he watched Alfred with curious eyes. "Are you really the United Sates?"
"Yes, I am." Alfred replied.
Hamilton leaned back in his chair. "You look more like a teenaged brat than a nation." He stared at Alfred and smirked at him.
Alfred stared at the man for a moment before glaring at him, his blue eyes turning dark with irritation. "I may look young but I am a nation." He scowled at Hamilton.
Hamilton just smiled at him. "Don't worry I believe you."
Washington cleared his throat in an effort to get their attention. "Shall we continue," he asked as he looked around at his colleges. When he had all of their attention he continued the discussion. "For years the rulers of the world have gone out of control. They became dictators and continued slavery and those born on Earth are treated like second class citizens! The nations of the world have adopted a 'you're either with them or your will be crushed' policy. This is a new start here on Mars. We can create a place where people can be free of their tyranny."
"Washington," Franklin spoke up and looked at his peer with sympathy. "I understand your feelings and bringing America before us did give us some motivation, but this is different than the American Revolution. It's not us against the British; it's us against the world!" The others nodded in agreement and whispered among themselves.
America frowned at them. "Heroes never give up. There has to be a way."
Franklin looked towards America and scowled. "I don't see one. This is different than anything you have encountered."
"We can't just stand by and do nothing!" Adam exclaimed.
"And what if we do act against the nations and we fail? What then? Should we throw away everything we worked for, for a hopeless cause?" Madison questioned. Soon they were arguing among themselves shouting even. The only one who didn't fight was Ross, who sat back and watched.
Alfred scooted towards her. "Ross?"
She turned towards him and gave him a tired smile. "Is there something I could help you with?"
"Tell me, how long does it take to reach Mars?" he asked.
"With today's technology it takes about six months. They usually launch from one of the colonies that orbit Earth. A launch window only appears every twenty-six months, though. " She answered.
"I see, tell me about the nations and their arrival. Those ships were obviously not just personal shuttles. And do space colonies only orbit earth?"
"Well yes, each nation has come with five cruisers. It costs quite a bit to send people to mars so the brought civilians and soldiers with them to start colonies here, as for the space colonies; yes. When they were created the nations didn't wish to venture to far from Earth. They can grow food up in the colonies but material, like iron or other ores, would require venturing further out into space and no one had the money to after the war," She explained. "Why do you ask?"
"Do you have a plan, Alfred?" Washington appeared over Alfred's shoulder with a questioning look.
"Uh, well, sort of," Alfred rubbed the back of his neck as he tried to explain. "They are limited: Limited soldiers, Limited civilians, and thus limited amount of land they can claim at a time. You said earlier that other people want to rebel as well. The people are just scared but if we give then courage then they will fight for us. Obviously they are not trained soldiers, but we know the land well. So we could easily use Guerrilla warfare against their troops," Alfred crossed his arms and gazed into space as he talked. "They obviously cannot just bring more troops whenever they want so they would have their hands tied if their troops were dying and their people were turning against them. I suppose it wouldn't hurt to try to turn the Nations against each other. This 'Union Treaty' may have kept them from starting large scale wars for a long time but I know them. All because they signed a treaty doesn't mean that they will trust each other. It's never that easy," Realizing that the room had gone quiet, Alfred stopped and looked around at the group. Embarrassed he put his hands in his pocket and shrugged. "That's just me thinking."
"Yes. That would be the best plan of attack. It is effective without us jumping out and saying 'Hey we're rebels here to attack you'" Hamilton stated. He smiled at Alfred in approval.
Washington looked around at the group grinning but then turned serious "Well; now we have a way to fight the Nations. Adam and I plan to go through with this. Those who do not want to join us should leave now and never speak of this to others." He scanned each face. Some looked at each other hesitantly; others just stared back with determination. No one stood up to leave.
When it became obvious that everyone was joining the fight Adam smiled and whispered to Alfred. "Over one hurdle."
The discussion lasted for hours as they talked over where and who to strike first; or how to gain followers. Soon it was dark and they were all departing back to their usual posts. "We will have another gathering a month from now," Washington told Alfred. "Until then we shall each do what we can to gain followers then we will start attacking," Alfred nodded. Washington and Alfred made their way down the hallway and to their rooms to turn in for the night. "On a different note, you have a new room now, one of the suites on the top floor. I had one of my assistance fill up the drawers and kitchen for you."
Alfred grinned at him. "Cool! Thanks, dude," Washington escorted Alfred to his new room, smiling and talking along the way. "Um… I have a question."
"Ask away, Alfred."
"What can you tell me about the other Nations? How much have they changed sense I… died." Alfred asked.
Washington paused for a moment before answering. "I do not know about all the Nations. Only a few and it would take a while to talk about the ones I know," He paused again but sighed and continued when he saw Alfred looking at him eagerly. "Well, first let's start with Russia. He had the world under his thumb after the war but slowly the other nations started breaking off and doing their own thing. They say that he grew more violent and drank more after the war," Alfred frowned. 'Russia… Drink more? Impossible.' "Um… England is very unstable. The representative doesn't really care about things anymore and often sails around in is private ship robbing people. Germany is a military power and is ruled by the military. He is usually the one that keeps Russia from doing anything drastic. In fact I think, as Nations, he and Russia are close; although no one is as close to Russia as Canada."
"What?!" Alfred exclaimed.
"Yes. Without you Canada didn't have to worry about anyone thinking that him expanding his military would be a threat so he started focusing on warfare. They are not known for being offensive but instead they have good defensive tactics, snipers, and spies. I guess they excel at it because they have a talent for disappearing."
Alfred frowned. "I would have never thought my brother to be a threat. I love my brother."
"Well... I'm sure he knew that. Anyways, Prussia is his own country again and is obviously close with Germany. Besides those things there is nothing of note really. If you want to know more you should ask Ross," Washington stopped in front of a door and handed Alfred a pair of keys. "Here you go your keys to your new room! Rest up and I'll see you tomorrow." They waved goodbye and Washington left for is own room."
Entering the room Alfred was surprised at how nice the room was. It was decorated Victoria style, like the rest of the base, and had the latest electronics. As he entered a female robotic voice spoke to him. "Good evening, sir. I am you virtual assistant, Alona. Is there anything you require?"
Alfred stared around the room looking for the source of the voice. Looking towards the kitchen he saw a thin glass screen sitting on the black marble counter top. It was showing the face of a woman smiling at him. "Uh… I would like a Coke otherwise I'm fine."
"One Coke, coming up," She stated happily. Suddenly a glass Coke bottle dropped from the fridge and a tray that was attached to it. The try then locked the bottle in place, detached its-self from the fridge, and flew over to Alfred. When Alfred took the soda from the platform it flew back to the fridge and placed it-self back in its original place. "If you need anything more from me, feel free to just ask."
Alfred stood there staring at the blank screen for a moment, then a grin slowly appeared on his face. "This… is so awesome." He muttered happily to himself. Exploring the suite some more he found that it had a kitchen, master bedroom, living room, master bath, and a large walk in closet. He looked through the closet and saw that some of the clothes were very regal and made of silk and most of it was blue. Sipping his Coke his closed the closet door and walked about out towards the living room. Branching off the living room was a balcony that over looked the valley. He opened the door and immediately felt a cool wind hit his face. Stepping out onto the balcony he leaned on the railing. As he sat there lazily sipping his drink he thought about the nations. He tried to remember the war but nothing came to mind. Alfred frowned obviously frustrated at his lack of memory. Once he was finished with his drink he made his way back inside and headed to bed.
Alfred growled when his eyes were suddenly invaded by light. As far as he was concerned, at that moment the light of the morning sun was the worst enemy that he ever faced. Pulling the blankets over his head he hid under the covers trying to ignore the bane of his existence.
"Alfred, get up!" shouted a voice. Washington, Alfred knew then that he was the real source of evil. Suddenly Alfred felt something get dropped on him.
Slowly sitting up he rubbed his eyes then looked at what was dropped on him. It was clothes. "Wha… What do you want?" Alfred groaned.
Washington smirked. "We are heading out. We are going to check on how some nearby colonies are doing."