We Are The Axis Allies! (Hetalia) 4
(A/N): Forgot to mention this in the third chapter but thank you to 777angeloflove for my first review! Yes, this is how I work. You review, I write :] Once again, me no own; you no sue.
A large, white, fluffy cloud flew through the sky. It passed in front of the sun, blocking its rays. On the tall grass, laid a certain Greek, snoozing his troubles away. A few stray cats had nestled around him, making a mock blanket for the country. It was a normally pleasant day for Greece.
It would have been better, had Japan visited like he had promised.
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"So let me get this straight. You want us to believe that, one, you're dead, two, your brother is also dead, three, your brother is a dark magician, and four, he wants to take over the world?" America inquired with an non-amused expression.
"Yes." Syrceri, the foreign female replied politely.
"That's so totally cool, dude!" The American exclaimed with excitement.
"America, you twit! Listen madam, if you've escaped from the loony bin, I suggest you return right away!"
"I most certainly have not ever in my life been enrolled in a 'loony bin'!" The woman stated. "You must believe me! You are the ones who are said that can help!"
"Us? Why us?" Japan spoke up.
"Are you not missing an acquaintance?" The countries remained silent. "And the one who is an accomplice, he is a relative to one of you." Now all the countries, excluding Germany, stared at the Aryan. "However, he is not the one behind any of this."
"Hm?" All of the countries hummed in confusion.
"He is just a pawn. Well, a host is more like it."
"A host?" China questioned.
"Like parasite, da?" Russia added in.
"Just like a parasite. My brother, Netheo, he is using your relative," She aimed this at Germany. "As a host body. Netheo cannot live without using someone else's body as a means of housing."
"And what'll happen after your brother is finished with my brother?" Germany croaked out. Syrceri softened her eyes and frowned.
"I think you all know why a parasite would move on ." A simple, direct answer. Germany clenched his fists and exhaled deeply. Out of nowhere, Syrceri gasped.
"I have to go!" She stated rapidly.
"W-wait!" America called out. "How do we save Austria?"
"You are going to have to all work together. It's the only way. I can help, but only so much. I really must go now!" And with that, she jumped into the air disappeared like dust caught in the wind.
The countries were left silent. "work together"? They hadn't heard of this phrase since the Allies formed; vice versa with the Axis. Even if they wanted to work together, which was clearly not going to happen due to their less than enthusiastic expressions, there were differences among them. Giant differences. Hostility, anger, revenge, hatred. This was not going to work out.
"Well good luck!" America spoke to the Axis Powers; they turned to face him. "Well we're not going. Besides, isn't Austria your responsibility, Germany?"
"He is nothing of mine. Und I have better things to do than to spend it searching for some pompous pussy."
"We aren't going?" Both France and England inquired worriedly.
"Why should we?" China replied for America. "Unless he becomes new Chinese territory, I see no point in risking life or limb."
"Ve~! Germany!" Italy's high pitched voice came about. He was inside the building but now he came running towards the group of countries. "I'm all ready, Germany!"
The Italian came out sporting his war clothes and a helmet. As well as a white flag hidden somewhere on himself. Italy's legs magnetized together and he saluted his fellow Axis members. Japan blinked but smiled nonetheless. Italy truly wanted to rescue Austria. The younger Asian looked up towards Germany for his reaction; all the countries did.
The tallest blond had a look of disbelief. No matter how hard HE had tried, Italy never put on his uniform and was ever so willing to go into battle, as quickly as he had just done. And although he was most impressed by his friend's excitement, the thought of having to comply with the Allied Nations, was simply upsetting. And impossible. So it was settled.
"Ja, alright. Italy, Japan, let's get ready." Germany said annoyed. "We'd only be slowed down by the Allies anyway."
"Huh?! What was that ya, Nazi?!" America bellowed out, offended. England tried to calm him down.
"Just let it go, you twit! He already said he'd go!"
"Never! I'll bet half of America that we, the Allies, can find and save Austria before you lame-wad Axis can! Then I'll be known as the ultimate hero!" The blond paraded as an American flag waved majestically behind him. His bet, however, did capture some attention.
"Half of America, you say?" The Aryan inquired with an intrigued expression.
"The better half, in fact!"
"And if we should lose?"
"I get seventy-five percent of your military weapons! And that includes vehicles!"
"Seventy-five percent... for half of America." Germany pondered for a moment.
"Mr. Germany, you cannot possibly be considering this." Japan attempted to talk his friend out of this ridiculous deal. But it was fruitless.
"Deal." Germany stated seriously as he held out his hand in front of America. The American smirked.
"Deal!" His hand locked with the German's and they shook once and only once.
The deal was made and there was not another reason for them to stay. Therefore, the Allied Nations dispersed in the one direction; the Axis in the other. Italy remained still for the moment. He would glance at the Allies, turn to face the Axis, and so on, so forth. It was a saddening scene for him to see.
Why couldn't they work together like that strange lady said they should? They are all after the same goal, aren't they? What was the problem?