So here's the third chapter of the joint story written by me (MewZeairu) and my friend (irene n valley). It's still supposed to take place during WWII but we have some modern technology, over look that. Let me explain the writing style:

Italic: Forum/Text conversation, Dreams, Thoughts

Italic Centered: Neutral view/Third Person

Bold: Part separators/shouted or emphasized lines.

Underlined: Titles and Documents

It's designed sort of like a texting conversation where one message is sent, then another and so on, so forth. So please enjoy our shared work. Aria Zucaro is my character and Victory Renard is Irene's.

Disclaimer: WE DO NOT OWN Hetalia: Axis Powers OR WWII. WE ONLY OWN OUR OCs.

Rated: T

Full Summary: In the midst of a World War, two unlikely girls meet on an online forum, this friendship being a cursed and near forbidden one. When they find out one another's secret they find themselves in a situation greater than they could've ever dreamed. But what happens when they both find out a secret enemy greater than anything they've ever really known?

No Comet Seen

Chapter Three: Brewing in the Water

The night dragged on and on. Finally the first rays of the sun hugged the horizon and in the Axis camp everyone was being awoken for some training as usual. Today seemed different however, today had a different feeling in the air. Aria was working hard during this training, something was upon them... A plan was brewing. The Allies camp's day began with a bang. The nations ran out of bed with weapons ready the moment they were awoken by Victory's scream. Everyone's nerves were on edge because of last night's development and they assumed the worst when they heard her cry for help. When they got to her tent however, they noticed it was only France who had snuck into her tent. Whom she was viciously pounding into a pulp with her flashlight, what they didn't see however was her hiding her cell phone under her pillow after she sent the all important text to Aria explaining the plan... Meanwhile Aria's vigor in the morning surpassed even Germany and Japan's knowledge, both assuming that she merely wished to prove her loyalty to the Axis. She ran faster than Japan today, but not nearly as fast as Germany, her legs wouldn't be able to take such speeds unless she was retreating. In one of her many pockets however, held her cell phone where she received and sent her vital messages, the plan and game beginning.

XxX

I smirked as France limped away clutching his swollen cheekbone where a glorious black eye was forming. Yet he was chuckling as if in triumph of some sort. I just shrugged it off and told myself that he was just crazy that way. The Allies relaxed once they found that it was only France. China went to cook breakfast while America left to do some "awesome official hero business" and Russia just kinda disappeared... Which means he was probably lurking somewhere. England began to leave so I said loudly enough for him to hear, "I guess I will just go to the river and clean up..." I began walking out of camp, counting down in my head, '3...2...1...' "Now hold on there young lady!" he shouted in his thick British accent, "You are not leaving without-" I put on an innocent girlish look and asked with wide eyes, "Oh! I'm sorry, I forgot you guys were still worried... With last night and all..." I was smirking on the inside. I successfully started the ball rolling and it wouldn't be long at all until I would get to hang out with my friend, though to be honest, large elaborate, yet satisfyingly simple, plans were half the fun in my mind...

XxX

Tired. No wait, exhausted. The training was surely hell on Earth. But I managed to surprised Germany and Japan with my hard work, I just flopped down on the bed of leaves the was made for me yesterday. Oh how I longed for my bed back at home, I wanted to just relax at home and go about my day. I couldn't fix myself up so Veneziano helped me with my hair as I did for him, Germany was slightly confused, but he'd never understand how important looks were to me and Veneziano, looks were a big part of first impressions after all.

XxX

I put my hair up into a high ponytail and watched England out of the corner of my eye. He had his stern, almost mothering look directed towards me. I bent my head forward so my bangs hid my face and my smirk. Sometimes it was just too easy... England scolded me, "Now see here Victory, we have only the best intentions..." I looked up into his electric green eyes with a girlish pout. "Oh I know," I said in a pitiful sappy voice, "I trust your judgment, I just feel horrid about it though... What have I done to betray your trust?" England's large eyebrows were raised as he widen his eyes, "What makes you think we don't trust you? We only want your safety..." I choked out a sob, "I know how you feel... Everyone thinks I will betray you guys don't you? You think some silly friend means more to me then my country, my family, my allies..." I giggled on the inside. I am one hell of an actress, non?

XxX

"Hey! West!" an ever familiar voice was heard from the water. "Veneziano! Sicily!" another familiar voice called, we all looked to see two men floating on a raft... Prussia and Romano. "Burder! What are you doing here?" Germany immediately shot to his feet from the log he sat on as the two made it to shore. "Well the awesome me was gonna save you guys but the boat kinda crashed."

XxX

I was now walking through the woods with "Unicorn" and "Tinkerbell" for company. I had successfully convinced England that his imaginary friends would make better protection for me given how very few people have "the sight". Once I was far enough away from camp I took out my phone and sent a text to Aria,

"Ah the taste of good ol' freedom! Well I'm out and about now. Do you have anything new to report? I'd rather not have to rely on our first plan to break you out..."

XxX

The moment everyone's attention was on Romano and Prussia I got my phone and looked for Victory's message, which luckily was there. I smiled and quickly types my reply,

"Prussia and my fratello Romano showed up..."

XxX

"No way! We could so use that to our advantage!"

I sent back, the little devious wheels of my mind whirring with new plans

XxX

That message just confused me, I didn't understand how that would be an advantage,

"I don't understand, Germany and Japan told them about what happened! Cultural differences in thinking maybe."

XxX

'Aw she's so innocent to the ways of scheming~' I thought to myself with a laugh. I sent back,

"Nevermind about that... From what you told me it should be fairly easy to get them to help us..."

XxX

"Eh? Really? Well okay, if you say so."

I replied, still confused. I looked back to see Romano and Veneziano staring at me, rather closely too. "Ummm... Ciao?" I confusedly said, looking between them. I side kissed them both in greeting and hugged Romano, I hadn't seen him in a while. But of course that put Veneziano in a hugging mood and hugged the both of us so Romano started to complain.

XxX

I walked down to the river side from last night. I took out an apple from my coat pocket and bit into it as I sat down against the tree that still had the marking from my sniper riffle of last night. I replied to her message,

"Yes I say so! You will see what I mean in about ten minutes. Text me back when you are left alone with your other brother. After Prussia gets distracted ok?"

XxX

"Alright?"

She was right, I was left alone with my fratellos and Prussia. Germany and Japan went to find some more food on the island. But I was feeling so bored and confused. Prussia surely was distracted, he was busy talking sbout himself to himself... Strange.

"Okay so I'm with my fratellos and Prussia's distracted."

XxX

I looked at my phone when it buzzed with the new message. I looked at my watch and shrugged 'A whole 2 minutes ahead of schedule... Nice.' I texted back,

"Great! When your brother asks about me, put on your cute face and get on his good side"

XxX

"Alright."

I replied and stared at Romano then Veneziano who were on either side of me, who knew how long it would be until Romano would ask. He wasn't exactly straightforward. "So you tackled that potato bastard yesterday?" he asked out of nowhere, somehow eating a tomato. Well... We all make mistakes with judgment.

XxX

I tossed my apple core into the river and crossed my legs in perfect repose and waited for her to text back with the results.

XxX

"Ah, si." I answered, slightly nervous of what he would say. He stared at me blankly, his olive eyes locking with my hazel-brown ones. He just randomly started laughing, it was sort of confusing so I just watched his chest fall and rise with each snicker as he finally said, "Good job! That bastard deserved it!" "B-but that was basically betrayal!" I said softly, trying not to upset him. He looked at me again and smiled softly, "Yeah but it still sounds funny." That was when I tried Victory's plan, a cute and girly face that would surely get to him.

"Fratello~"

"No."

"Eh? You don't even know what I was going to say... So mean..."

"Don't come with that Sicily. I already know, you want to see your friend."

I stopped and sighed, letting my disappointment and sadness flood my expression, I glanced up to see his near defeated face that was lined with his natural pride.

XxX

I looked at my watch and risked sending another text,

"Keep going. He will break as long as you don't beg. Agree to his compromises when he brings it up, no matter what they are."

By this time the topic of Aria and I would have been discussed, if what she told me about her more irritable brother is anything to go off of, it wouldn't be long before we'd get to see each other again.

XxX

The vibration from my received text message went off in one of my pockets, luckily he didn't pay any mind to it and just kept staring at me. "D-don't come with that face sorella! No means n-no!" he said, his voice cracking every so often, I just kept staring at the sand under my feet, "H-hey! Quit it! Already!" After about five minutes he was freaking out, I was never quiet like this and it sent his nerves on overdrive as I already knew. "...Fine! Damnit, but I'm coming with you!" I looked up at him with brighter eyes and hugged him, leaving a soft kiss on his cheek, "Grazie fratello~!" After that I sent a message telling her that I'd gotten permission but he would be tagging along.

XxX

I got her text and leaped up to do my own little victory dance (no pun intended), successfully disturbing a large flock of birds. I sent back a text,

"That's fine! I'd honestly be surprised if he didn't, plus this way it gives me a chance to show him that I'm not an enemy."

XxX

"Good luck with that..."

I replied after Romano grabbed the water pale and told Prussia and Veneziano that we were going to get water. He was very silent the whole way to the river, it was a bit awkward and peculiar, he never really was quiet.

XxX

I chuckled and put my phone in my pocket and leaned against the tree once more, but something wasn't right. I looked around me and frowned slightly. My gut instinct has never been particularly keen, but I had the strange feeling that I wasn't alone...

XxX

Finally we were near the river when I started feeling a little funny, this area seemed different compared to yesterday. It couldn't be a trap, no Victory would do no such thing. But still... it felt so strange. But I just shoved it off for now as we stepped into the small open land that surrounded the river. Just then my eyes fell on Victory, leaned against a tree.

XxX

I saw Aria and a guy whom I assumed was her brother and gave one of my famous blindingly cheery smiles and said, "Hey Aria!"

XxX

"Ciao Victory~!" I smiled and looked back at Romano who surprisingly smiled, well not too surprisingly... He was a flirt after all.

XxX

I walked up to Aria and Romano and I held out my hand to him to shake, "I'm Victory, one of Aria's friends, how are you?" I still had my endearing closed-eyed grin on to the point that I was probably over-doing the friendliness, but hey, better safe then sorry...

XxX

One of his signature flirting mood smiles was threatening his lips as he took her hand and shook it, "I'm Aria's oldest brother, Lovino." he grunted as he tried to retain his pride as well as being a flirt. Whenever he met one of my friends his human name was used instead of his nation name, whether they knew about the nation secret or not.

XxX

I noticed something more behind his eyes and harsher attitude, I restrained a smirk and made sure to noticeably hesitate before pulling my hand reluctantly away from his. "I'm glad to have met you, Aria has had noting but good to say about you. I hope we can be friends too~"

XxX

'Yeah, way to make a good impression!' I mentally praised as I hid my smile, Romano really didn't say much more other than, "Oh really now? Well we are in a war and you are considered an enemy so friendship must wait."

XxX

I gave a slight pout, "Well, I suppose that is the only practical way to go isn't it? But I can't see why two people can't be friends even in a war situation..." I let the loose hair from my pony tail fall over my face as I hung my head and shuffled sadly...

XxX

"When they're supposed to be enemies they become merciful and put both themselves and everyone on their side in danger." I was surely surprised when he said such a thing, I hadn't expected such words from him... it seemed more like a Germany and Japan thing.

XxX

I had a feeling he'd use that argument, I looked up with an innocent, but serious, look and said, "Does that mean me being friends with you and Aria is putting my own side in danger? You know her better then you know me and you know that she would never do anything to hurt her friends. And if all you cared about was the war then you would have done something about me the moment you got here so I know you wouldn't hurt me just because I am on the other side. So I place my trust in Aria and even you, and in return, I know what I am risking and if I ever do anything to betray her trust I understand what you as her brother would be obliged to do. We are not soldiers, we won't ever be in the position to have to choose between our cause and each other. So I see no reason why people who are enemies can have respect for one another, find a way to leave behind the things that are bigger then us and be friends" I gave a sincere smile, "I don't ask you to go against your instinct and trust me, I just want you to know that I place my full trust in Aria, and indirectly you and it is yours to do with as you please"

XxX

I stared at the scene dismayed, Romano was getting this strange look on his face but he remained silent with no intent of response. "Well... So what shall we do?" I said out of the blue.

XxX

I looked over at the two of them and shrugged, "You guys don't have to make a decision now, personally I'd like to do what we came here to do, hang out and have fun! And at the moment that river's looking very inviting... Did you bring your swimsuit?"

XxX

That just made me smile, "Of course!" and I held up my bag that had mine and my fratello's swimsuits and towels inside. "Let's go~!"

XxX

"Yay!" I threw off my shirt and cutoff pants to show off my little black polka-dot two-piece bathing suit and did a cannonball into the water I let out a short shriek of surprise "Wah! It's cold!"

XxX

I laughed and took out my own swimsuit, handing Romano the bag. He went off in one direction to change into his red swim trunks, I went the other to slip on my black and gold bikini with a small skirt. When we got back I tip toed into the water and he casually walked it but stepped backwards, nearly yelling about the temperature while I enjoyed it greatly.

XxX

I smiled like a little kid and splashed Aria playfully having now adjusted to the brisk temperature of the water. I stuck out my tongue and laughed.

XxX

Shielding my face I copied her actions and a splashing game commenced, we even splashed Romano a few times and he dunked the two of us for doing it.

XxXMeanwhile in the Allies campXxX

France was anxiously walking from one end of the camp to the other, looking for Victory. He spotted America and just short of ran to him. He asked worriedly "Have you seen Victory anywhere?" America looked up from eating his burger and gave his usually goofy grin and said "Vicky? I don't know, I asked Iggy about it earlier and he said he had it handled..." At that moment England came out from his tent, his half embroidered handkerchief still in hand. France called him over and asked where Victory was England waved off his question, "She is fine, Victory just wanted to go out for a quick walk and I sent Tinkerbell and Unicorn to watch over her..." "YOU WHAT!" shouted both America and France, their shouted brought China and Russia to the center of the camp, but the eastern nation's we're ignored as the blond nations started another fight. Russia's strong voice carried over the bickering, he said, "There is movement in forest, da?" this caught their attention and everyone quieted down long enough to look in the direction Russia was pointing in and they noticed what looked like a small figure just outside their clearing, hiding behind the shadows of the trees. England demanded to the figure, "We see you there! Come on out now!"

The figure let out a small chuckle, "Catch me fool." The voice carried a thick Italian accent as well as a higher pitch than a male, in fact it sounded just like a female. With that said the figure scaled the tree and sat on a branch high up, gleaming down at the camp and hardly at all in sight. China thought back to the night of the original ambush when a female solider was discovered and near automatically matched the voices, although only shortly hearing her speak he had hear enough of the two to know the identical sound and accent.

China muttered to the other nations, "That's the girl that was with the Axis last night..." America narrowed his eyes into an uncharacteristically fierce expression and said, "The girl that Vicky was friends with?" England shouted up to the girl, "You there, are you Sicily? Now see here, we are in no mood for games so come down here this instant..."

"Make me." was her simple response, jumping a few trees closer so they could all see her. She appeared to be only a teenager and was a little shorter than Japan, looking relatively healthy weight wise but was somewhat thinner than recommended after first glance, being nicely curved nonetheless. Her hair was a very dark coffee brown, nearly black and had auburn highlights scattered about that descended to her waist. The stereotyped Italian ahoge was like Romano's just on the other side of her head, her hair becoming waved towards the bottom. She smirked devilishly, closing her deep hazel-brown eyes for a mere second.

America shouted up to her, "Come on dude! We don't want to hurt you, but if you don't do as we say we'll have to treat you like an enemy and you don't want that..."

The pretty little girl smiled softly and sat down on the branch, a helpless but adorable look on her face as her eyes saddened ever so slightly, "But I can't get down sir~ I got lost and now I'm all alone~" America's eyes softened, "Oh well if that's the case, we can help you!" England leaned towards him and muttered under his breath while looking at the girl suspiciously, "I don't know America, she IS one of the Axis... Can we really trust her? It could be some trap..." America gave his loud obnoxious laugh, "Come on Iggy bro!" England's large eyebrow's twitched at the nickname as America continued, "From what China said she was just cowering behind Italy of all people when we attacked... I don't think she's too much of a threat! Plus, dude, there's, like, five of us and one of her, right? She probably snuck out of her camp to try to find Victory or something..."

At the sound of possible help and Victory's name the girl's eyes brightened and she smiled warmly, "I was sent to scout the fruit trees and lost my way. Even if I got there though I'm not tall enough to reach the fruit, they don't have branches low enough for me to use to climb either. And sadly enough once I climb I can't get down without help...~" an absent minded look came to her face as she looked at the sky and swung her legs back and forth, "By the way, if it helps you trust me, I'm unarmed. Mr. Germany doesn't let me carry weapons or anything dangerous after I almost blew up the camp during training once... He was really mad~" She giggled a little at the memory, seeming like nothing but a goofy little girl.

America went forward to help the girl when England grabbed a hold of his arm to stop him. America easily shook off his grip and continued walking toward the tree the girl was in. England reluctantly stayed back, but fingered a pistol in his pocket just in case. The rest of the nations showed equal amounts of suspicion of the girl, America being the only one naive enough to blindly trust a known enemy, despite supposed weakness of said enemy... America walked to the base of the tree and looked up comfortingly to the girl, "Do you want me to catch you? Or do you want me to climb up and carry you down?"

The girl looked down, slightly fearful and shakey, "I-I'm sort of scared of falling... Che avrebbe fatto male." 'The others don't like me much... Suspected.' she thought, gripping the branch tightly.

America continued beaming his comforting smile and said, "Yo, I could come up then...!" "I-I'd appreciate that, grazie." she shakily said, eyes shutting tightly in displayed fear. America began warily climbing the tree and after several moments was level with the girl. He gave his goofy grin and said, "Going down?"

She giggled and nodded, scooting a little closer to him ever so slowly so her skirt wouldn't snag on the wood. "Si, per favore." America wrapped his strong arms around her and began slowly and carefully making his way down the tree, all the while chatting to her in attempt to calm her down.

She listened and calmed, her arms wrapped tightly, but not too tightly, around his neck. A soft blush came to her cheeks as his warmth radiated off his body and comforted her frightened form. America jumped the last five feet to the ground with the girl in his arms. He set her gently on the ground and asked, "Are you alright now?"

"Si, grazie tante." She said, gratefulness filling her vocals and she slightly bowed as taught by Japan for respect, thanks, greetings and such. America looked down and said, "Do you need someone to escort you back to your own camp?" England began protesting, "Now really America! That's going too far..." France agreed, "Oui mon ami, it could be interpreted as an attack of some sort..."

"A-ah if it's trouble I don't mind going back alone. Really I wouldn't want to be any more of a burden than this! ..." She gave a small smile, her normal nervous naivety crawling back.

Everyone seemed fine with this, and even relived, except America. He said, "It wouldn't be too much trouble dudette! I don't like the idea of a little girl like you wandering around dangerous forest like this..." She didn't give off any real emotion other than surprise and gratitude. "Alas they may be right, Mr. Germany and Mr. Japan may take it the wrong way... I wouldn't want to drag any of you into anymore chaos... This idiotic war is far enough really..."

America sighed in defeat, "Okay, if you think you'll be alright... If you run into Victory tell her to come back to camp, I've tried to call her phone, like, a bazillion times and she hasn't answered and-" England interrupted as what she said finally clicked, "Wait, did you say 'this idiotic war'? Why are you here if you don't like it?" "Hmmm...? Well I'm kept out of the front lines actually, in fact I don't even like fighting. I hate this war, I'm only in it because my fratello dragged me and my oldest fratello when he followed Mr. Germany." she said calmly, looking slightly disappointed in herself. America said, "That's so sad! But it's good to know the Axis hasn't sunk low enough to put little girls in the front line!"

"Mr. Germany said he'd rather die than put me in the front lines. I don't like Mr. Germany's boss or my fratellos and my boss... mi fratello Spain's boss isn't too nice either..." She said slowly and cautiously.

England coughed to interrupt America before he could blab something idiotic and sentimental in response and said, "Well, the sun is already setting, and you, little lady, should get back to your own camp. We've let you off the hook this once, but don't expect us to be so nice if this happens again..." "Si, I understand. I didn't much expect it this time." she said and bowed slightly, "Thank you all, good to see you fratello France." she bowed again and ran off into the woods, not too quickly but quick enough. America waved goodbye cheerily and the rest of the Allies sighed in relief.

Once out of sight and earshot she darted at near unknown speeds to a secluded area, a maniacal laugh leaving her lips, "Soon cara mia. Soon."

So I hope you how have been reading have been enjoying it. Please R&R. So we'd love to hear from you guys, any comments, critiques and such are appreciated just don't be rude. This story is going into a lot more of a serious theme now. So I'll explain a few things such as the main OCs.

Aria Zucaro- Originally Aria Vargas. She is Sicily, an island in Southern Italy. She is free spirited and innocent. She is around fifteen in appearance and has waist length, slightly wavy, dark brown hair with auburn highlights and hazel-brown eyes. A little skinnier than healthy she has lightly tanned skin and an ahoge similar to Romano's just on the other side of her head. She is Romano and Italy's younger sister and spent most of her childhood with Romano at Spain's house and speaks both Spanish and Italian, carrying the Italian accent. She was dragged into the war by Italy along with Romano and despises fighting and war.

Victory Renard- She is the daughter of the Mississippi River and America's step-niece. She is confident and a bit oblivious. She also appears to be around fifteen and has mid-back length, slightly wavy, caramel rust hue hair with dusty grey eyes with golden specs in them. She is on the borders of unhealthy skinniness. She is what's known as a halfling, half landmass, half human, her mother had died during childbirth. She never knew about being anything more than a human until America accidently let it slip when he came to talk to her father. Calles America 'Uncle Al'. She speaks English with an American dialect. She doesn't like being in the battles and prefers strategizing.