So here's the sixth 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 and such, over look that. Let me explain the writing style:
Italic: Forum/Text conversation, Dreams, Thoughts, Points of View
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 Six: Incidents
I woke up on the cold ground. My head felt like it was on fire. I tried sitting up and looking around for everyone else. I was all alone, what happened? I remembered Zucaro doing something and things went dark, then a bright flash of light. But what happened after that? I saw that I was still on the island, actually, on second thought, something seemed different, but I was having trouble focusing my eyes. I heard some heavy footsteps behind me and I sat up to a kneeling position, ready to sprint if need be.
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There was no rain anymore, no fire, no smoke. It was still night though. Night with a crimson moon and thick air. The sea a dark black, the sand a dull grey.
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I squinted my blurry eyes on the approaching figure, and sighed in relief. I was just Francy-pants! I just said, "Oh hey there froggy! What happened? Where are we? I seemed to have blacked out..."
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The darkness that had been set had done the irreversible damage. The bonds of fate had begun to strain and be tested, the hands set in motion. None of them would ever begin to comprehend what they had been placed from the moment two had met.
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France didn't answer, I squinted and noticed that he looked a bit... different. His hair seemed lighter, his eyes darker, his teeth whiter and he was paler overall. He also had a strange crooked smile and a gleam in his eyes I didn't recognize. His entire aura was so like Zucaro's it was suffocating. He gave a dark, cruel, chuckle, "Ahh mon petite lapin, how... unfortunate... ohonhonhon..." I felt myself shrink down against the ground as his shadow loomed over me.
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~Germany's POV~
Where was I? What kind of place was this? I dragged myself up from the cold and dirty ground and started in one direction. I was alone apparently. Where was everyone else? This was the island surely but something felt different about it. Something I couldn't quite name.
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I was beginning to get the feeling that the man here, wasn't actually France. He gave a strange leer and got incredibly close to me, waaaaaaay too close. The France I knew and had come to think of as my older brother, well, it wouldn't be too surprising if he tried to flirt or steal a kiss, but this was different. Something was off about this 'France' in the same way that something was off with Zucaro. I felt his cool hand rest on my waist and I shot up, "Um... hey dude?" I gave a nervous cough and continued, "H-have you seen anyone else around? We should really all be getting back together and-" he interrupted with other cold and cruel chuckle "Non mon petite lapin, ohonhonhon, we are the only ones here... we are perfectly alone..."
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~Germany's POV~
I broke through some more trees and up ahead was a clearing, just some more trees. I considered waiting but it was pointless. My ears were in slight pain for unknown causes but I heard speech coming from nearby/ Not from any of my allies but it seemed desperate. An off feeling radiated from that direction, so that was where I went.
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I tried my best not to show how terrified I was of this whole thing. I moved my hand to smack him away but he grabbed it roughly and painfully twisting it so my eyes started to water slightly from the pain. In one swift and graceful movement he pinned me down, his legs straddling my waist and his hands effortlessly pinning my arms to the ground. He seemed much stronger than the France I was used to. I struggled and wiggled under him, trying to throw him off. He just sat there with an unnatural gleam in his eyes and chuckled like my pain and weakness was the most amusing thing in the world.
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~Germany's POV~
There was more noise and sicker feeling entered my gut. I quickened my pace to find the Allies girl pinned to the floor by an eerie France. For a moment I thought about leaving her but she might have had vital information. And that man, he sickened me. He reminded me of that person from before the light. It wasn't France...
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His amusement angered me. How dare he even try this! I growled, "Get. Off. Of. Me" "Awww, and why would I do that?" I opened my mouth to shout at him, but suddenly he had a hand around my throat, the other restraining both of my hands. He bent over me with the cruel smirk still in place and said, "You talk too much". I struggled more violently, but white spots burst across my eyes and I was light headed from the lack of oxygen and was feeling close to passing out.
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~Germany's POV~
At that sight it was confirmed, it was not France. Not even he would do such things. I went over quickly and pried his hand from her throat, pushing him off of the girl and aiming my pistol at him. "Leave."
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I rolled to the side and gasped desperately for air. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Germany pointing a gun at the evil France impersonator. Wait... did he just... save me? "France" didn't move even with the gun to his head. He had a creepy grin and said, "What if I say I don't want to leave. You interrupted some business of mine... ohonhon..." He gave a pointed and hungry look at me and I shuddered.
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~Germany's POV~
"I'd have to shoot you." I said sternly, taking the safety off of my gun. I grabbed the girl by the arm and pulled her to a seated position then behind me, gun still pointed at 'France'.
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'France' gave an exaggerated yawn and said with a smirk, "How dull~ I'm not much for sharing... but you can have her when I'm done if that's what you are mad about..." My head was swimming. What the hell was going on? France impersonator was trying to rape me and Germany was protecting me! Okay, maybe France wasn't too surprising, but I was still wrapping my head around Germany saving me...
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~Germany's POV~
"That is not what I am mad about. And I would never do such a thing." I said, the anger in me was on the rise. This was ridiculous and vulgar, how could he just say such things and be unaffected?
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Mr. France impersonator gave a graceful shrug, "Your choice, handsome, but I hope your tastes won't get in the way of my fun..." He walked his long fingers up the barrel of the German's gun with a nasty smirk. I was now positively fuming... how dare that French bastard! His head will FrUking roll if he keeps this up.
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~Germany's POV~
I took his obvious distraction as an advantage to shove my gun into his jugular and his him in a specific area of his torso to knock his breath away. This caused him to stumble back and grasp at his neck, choking on his own air that came out in short desperate gasps that would in no way satisfy the lungs.
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The man wheezed and gave a light glare toward Germany, "Fine, I have better prey out there anyway." he gave a little wink and a dark chuckle, "Until we meet again..." He looked toward me with the same beastly hungry look from before and said, "My sweet, I pray we will not be interrupted next time I see you..." And with that, he seemed to disappear.
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~Germany's POV~
I waited for a moment, unsure of the whole event that I had just taken part in before looking down at the girl was was still on the ground by my leg. "Are you alright?"
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Germany's voice shocked me out of my scrambled thoughts. I quickly stood up (albeit a bit wobbly) and tried to regain my shattered dignity. I mean, I was just saved by the enemy. I put on a cheery smile and said, "Yeah! I'm fine! Err, thanks for saving me... I guess I'll just... go find the rest of my team and stuff..." My sentence trailed off awkwardly and I turned away to head toward a path through the wild forest.
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~Germany's POV~
"Halt." I said, "if I allow you to just leave you'll surely be attacked again. Either way, I need assistance finding Sicily. You'd know more about where I may find her."
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"Oh! Right then...well, it seems like everyone has scattered or something, all I remember is a bright flash of light, then waking up here. If that's what happened to everyone else then it is likely Aria is somewhere around. However, the enemy wants her for something, so she could've gotten kidnapped again..." Strange how it didn't occur to me I was reporting information to the enemy. Now that there was something bigger than the war, and that my technical enemy did just save me, it was getting harder to associate the word 'enemy' with the stern German...
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~Germany's POV~
"I see..." I watched her wobble every so often. She wasn't steady just yet. "State your name."
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I smiled at his way of saying that. "Victory, Victory Renard." I responded with my usual grin.
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~Germany's POV~
Nodding I finally grabbed her shoulder to steady her slight rocking, it finally irritating me. "Do you have any other information about the person who abducted Sicily before?"
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I twitched slightly when he touched me, I was still a bit on edge it seems. Nevertheless I responded, "Well, you saw him... but when I first met him he was a girl. He/she tried to convince Gil and I that he/she was Aria, but we could tell something was up. All I know is that this person has some shapeshifting and/or mimicking talents. The motive is getting Aria out of the way." My legs started feeling weak again and my head was getting dizzy. There was something about this place that made me feel all odd.
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~Germany's POV~
"Ja. I heard such. The remaining question is why and where are we. This place doesn't feel quiet right." I said, feeling the change in strength in her body. "We must find everyone else fast, Victory."
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"Agreed." I gave him a thumbs up and a grin to hide me feeling weaker by the moment. Savior or not he was still technically an enemy and could take advantage of my current weakness. I really couldn't imagine him doing that to me at this time and I don't know why, perhaps it was because of the strange but pleasant shiver I felt when he said my name
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~Germany's POV~
I smiled a little and nodded, she was my enemy yes, but she needed assistance and I couldn't just abandon her in such a position. I could sense it, the mild distrust. As of now, I know this was what was best, "I will propose a temporary treaty. Until we are away from where ever this is."
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"Alright!" I held out my hand, "Wanna shake on it? I promise not to kill you and you promise not to kill me until we all get out, sound fair?" Hey enemy or not he did just save me and was very skilled in fighting and would be a valuable companion in a dangerous place like this, plus I liked the company. But what was his reason for teaming up? I didn't even have a weapon on me and the very air seemed to drain me. I would just weigh him down. So what was his advantage for us having a treaty? It didn't make sense in my mind, and that made me suspicious of his motive...
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~Germany's POV~
"Sicily must be scared. There's still thunder here, she's scared of thunder. I knew her since I was young because of Prussia but she would normally run from me and let me nowhereas near her when frightened." I stated, remember only a few times when she came to me, "However she allowed you near her, normally she'd flee unless injured or comfortable but she didn't even flinch to try and move."
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This surprised me. "I guess I never thought she could ever be scared of me... but I seriously doubt she would be afraid of you now that you're her friend..." Thunder rumbled in the distance and I was reminded how scared she probably was.
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~Germany's POV~
"It's in her nature to retreat when frightened, she was an acquaintance throughout our youth. I had just befriended her before the first war took place and she was forced to be my enemy." I listened to the rumbling thunder, the image of her fright appeared in my mind. If she was alone then she was vulnerable, more than usual with this storm. "You would be a good asset to capture her before she retreats again and to get her to calm down."
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'Ahhhhh there's his real motive... well, it's comforting that he isn't helping me out of the good of his heart!' I thought. I gave a smile, "Well, I think we'll make a good team! Between me being able to comfort her and you being able to protect us nothing can stop us!"
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~Germany's POV~
"Well then come on." I removed my hand that I had placed on her shoulder, "This way." Then finally began walking towards the tree line.
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I wore a genuine smile and skipped after the German happily, glad that I could help Aria in one way or another.
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~America's POV~
'Gah! Man does my head hurt... what the hell happened?' I sat up and shivered, 'That's odd, I don't remember it being so cold... damn I'm freezing my freaking butt off! Where the heck am I?' I tried standing up and promptly fell back on my heroic ass. "The hell...?" I looked around and noticed that I was on some kind of frozen lake. Weren't we all on a tropical island? Wait, speaking of 'we'... where was everyone! I heard some strange scratchy sliddy noises coming form behind me.
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Snow started to fall, making the ice a bit more slippery. A blond boy with blue eyes skated the ice. A hockey stick in hand. He was headed straight for America as he slid to a stop, showering America in shredded ice.
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~America's POV~
"Hey watch it dude..." I shouted as I brushed the snow from my awesome bomber jacket. I looked up to the guy... why was it I kinda recognized him? "Who are you, bro?"
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"Someone you should know." he said. His long ahoge was slowing the bounce it had from skating. He had a backpack on with a little polar bear in it. "I am your brother after all."
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~America's POV~
"Brother...? Oh right! Canadia or whatever! I remember now! Sorry maple dude I suppose I just-" something stopped me, my bro didn't have that harsh, cool and cruel gleam in his eyes...something was up... "I suppose you just...slipped my mind?"
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"Don't I always America?" a smile played his lips, but not kind. No. The smile was of ice. He began twirling the hockey stick in his hands, a time for judgment facing for past sins of forgetfulness.
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~America's POV~
"Hey,yeah... sorry 'bout that bro..." Something about his chilling smile made me wanna run for the hills. But hero's didn't run away! So I stood to face him and almost fell again.
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"Not one for ice are you brother?" the blond, now identified as Canada, inquired. That same smile remained on his lips, the twirling of the stick becoming faster and more violent. He gazed into America's eyes, a clear crazed look blinding them.
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~America's POV~
"Nah... I guess that's more your thing, right?" I tried moving away but slipped again, I caught myself before I hit the ground though, but I was in an awkward position halfway down.
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"Exactly. It is my thing. That is why I am not you. I can stand on ice, skates or no skates." he chuckled, hitting America in the stomach with the hockey stick so he fell the rest of the way on the ice.
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~America's POV~
I fell against the ice, hard. It freaking hurt! "What the hell, man! Imma gonna have a buttload of bruises now!
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"Good. It's about time you get some instead of me." the smile grew, the coldness increased and even turned somewhat sadistic.
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~America's POV~
I kicked against the ice to slide across and put as much distance between myself and the psycho as possible. I ended up hitting a rock jutting out of the ice, I winced as another bruise began to form, but I heard a suspicious crack from under me. I realized that the my hit against the rock was enough to start cracking the ice beneath me. This was not good dude... not at all...
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"It looks like your weight is finally coming back to haunt you brother." Canada skated closer but remained a safe distance from the cracking ice. "Looks like it's near your end."
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~America's POV~
Crap crap crap craaaaaaaap! I was so screwed man! I tried standing up, but my foot fell through the ice and I couldn't get back up. The biting cold froze my entire leg it totally felt like a bunch of mean little ice people were stabbing my poor leg! "Come on bro! Help me up! I'm stuck!"
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"Now why would I do that, eh?" he just kept smiling that devious smile, almost as if he willed to see the self proclaimed hero fall to his death beneath the cold of the ice which he isn't at all equipped for or used to.
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~America's POV~
The ice gave huge crack and I slipped another few inches, "Come on man! This isn't funny! Quit fooling around already and help me..." I looked up desperately into his eyes and realized that he had every intention of watching me die.
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"Wow, the 'hero' needs help? Well, that is something that won't be provided. Time for your just desserts." the Canadian laughed, the same flavor laugh as Zucaro's. Filled with so much disdain and bloodlust. Truly and obviously this couldn't be sweet Canada.
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Misty. Muggy. Mainly and almost absolutely abandoned. The scarce more was all said and more. It screamed loneliness and death.
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~France's POV~
Urgh, this place was horrible, so gloomy and depressing... it reminded me of that one time when Angleterre took me to see his moorish countrysides... except this place had a suffocating aura to it. Speaking of which... I thought I heard some noise off in the fog's depth.
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A figure moved in the fogged, closer to the Frenchman, quietly and swiftly. It kept moving, never stopping. Never making much noise. Stealth being key.
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~France's POV~
I stood up, a little wobbly, and looked around. This place had such an eerie feel to it and I was all alone. My first priority would be to find everyone else. I couldn't think of what happened to get here either and my poor beautiful head was hurting.
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Finally he was near him, in sight of him, but kept moving. Moving through the shadows and finally he struck, "You."
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~France's POV~
"Mon deiu!" I jumped in surprise and turned to the voice in the fog.
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Behind him, a blond male stood. Emerald green eyes. Overly large eyebrows. English accent galore.
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~Frances POV~
I relaxed it was only England! "Oh! Mon ami... you had me worried there... tell me, have you seen anyone else? Ohonhon, not that I mind us being alone~ but I think we should regroup..."
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"No. I've seen no one." he responded, a smile christening his lips, "But of course I wasn't looking for such feeble beings."
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~France's POV~
Something sounded very wrong with the way he just said that..."Angleterre? Are you alright?"
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"Peachy. Just peachy." he replied, eyes slipping shut for a moment as he breathed. A smirk transformed his smile as he continued, eyes slowly opening, "Of course, I know who won't be soon."
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~France's POV~
"W-what do you mean by that?" Why was my voice shaking so much? It was just England... right? Somehow I wasn't too sure...
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"You'll figure that out soon enough." the male took a few steps towards the Frenchman, a menacing smirk caressing his lips. He began muttering something, the fog deepening before he seemed to vanish, although his voice remained chanting some strange language as if he were right beside France.
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~France's POV~
W-where did he just go? I spun around in the suffocating fog to search for him when I was hit with a urge to run away. "...Mon...ami?"
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No response. Just a bright green circle radiating on the floor below France's feet. A magic circle. The words continuing as the circle's light grew at a steady rate.
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~France's POV~
Sacre bleu! This was crazy! I turned around and ran, but the fog didn't seem to move at all, as if tiny invisible hands were holding me in place, it would have been possibly erotic in a different scenario if it wasn't so terrifying and weird.
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Finally the light grew blinding. When the light faded the Frenchman was unconscious and laying on the ground while England reappeared. He approached him the fallen man with a smirk.
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~France POV~
I barely woke up and my first thought was, 'I have been stricken unconscious twice...this just isn't my day...' then it occurred to me that Angleterre was the one who did it somehow. I was worried for everyone else, and of course I was also worried for myself. I tried sitting up but my poor beautiful head felt horrid and heavy as lead. From what I could tell, I was in some misty cave of some sort, now that was cliche to the point of being tacky...
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England had some sort of black pot atop of a burning flame. He places several strange items into the boiling liquid and stirred, unnoticing of France awakening.
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~France's POV~
I looked with horror at what the Brit was putting into the wicked potion. Did he just put... blood in there! I swear those creepy lumps were eyeballs or something. "Angleterre? W-what happened? What are you doing?"
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"Oh so you're up." he said, glancing for a mere moment at the other man before refocusing on his concoction. "You... fell into a sleep."
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~France's POV~
"Oh really?" I asked suspiciously, "fell asleep?"
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"Yes, you fell asleep." he didn't even look back this time, just continued his menstruations and smelled the brewing batch of strange things.
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~France's POV~
I resisted the urge to gag at the horrid stench of the evil brew. "What are you making?"
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"Something for you." He stepped from the pot and turned, a smirk decorating his lips in the pale light mixed with fog and heat.
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~France's POV~
"F-for me? But w-why?" There was no way in hell I was going to eat that stuff!
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"Yes for you." he seemed to have a tripped a nerve at some point since he didn't look or display the he was all that friendly.
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~France's POV~
"No! What will it do to me? I won't eat it! Not for all the women, money and wine in the world!" I had to find a way to escape! England had gone insane!
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'England' simply stared and laughed after a while, "I can't believe you actually believe you have a choice you bloody git!"
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~France's POV~
"You're crazy!" I scrambled to my feet and looked around for an escape
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"There's no escape." England said, another light flashing but this time, only bondage appeared so France was basically chained to the wall.
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~France's POV~
"What are you trying to do! Let me go you fiendish limey!" I straggled as much as I could, but besides the literal things binding me to the wall, I again felt those strange little fingers holding me back as well.
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"Ta ta ta. Such rudeness." he wagged his finger and placed some of the liquid into a bowl, bringing it over with a spoon and a fiendish smile, one that not even England could muster.
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~France's POV~
My only hope was to close my mouth and hope he wouldn't find a way to force feed me. I had now been convinced for a while that this was not my old friend... instead some kind of demon... what other kind of being could make such a horrid brew and be so evil?
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Yet another spell, this one held the man's mouth open. "Did you really believe that could help you?" he cackled, taking a spoonful of the disgusting green liquid and slipping it down the Frenchman's throat with force and anger.
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~France's POV~
I had never tasted anything so foul in my life! The liquid felt like acid down my throat and I screamed in pain. After I had recovered I gasped, "W-what was t-that?"
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'England' pouted, only slightly however, "My cooking."
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~France's POV~
"W-what?" Was he joking?
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With that said England's emerald eyes seemed to nearly glow in the pale fire light, glow with anger, "You'll pay you blundering buffoon.." He said, chanting once again. However something went wrong, the chains suddenly broke... the fire went out and darkness fell upon them.
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The air was heavy with dust and the deafening roar from the endless, thundering crowds. Everywhere there were blindingly bright lights flooding down onto the stadium stage, highlighting the two forms in the center, one tall and proud, with glistening golden metal armor hiding his identity, the other, lying unconscious on the floor. Each and every one of those people in the stands knew that they were about to witness a spectacular slaughtering, and they couldn't wait. And the golden figure in the ring was more then happy to give the crowd what they wanted.
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~England POV~
I started to stir to loud noises and a lot of lights, everything was hazy and my head hurt badly. I would've sat up but something told me not to just yet, instead I just laid there for a while.
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The crowds cheered for the figure in gold who walked up to the smaller man on the ground and kicked his side with loud and brash laughter.
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~England's POV~
Streaking pain, it felt like lightning throughout my side, instinctively I grabbed it, revealing my consciousness to my attacker. "Bloody hell..."
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You could hear the smile in the voice of the man in armor, "Wake up sleeping beauty. We've gotta show to put on." The crowd realized that the other man was awake and they were going wild. The cruel man in the armor said nastily, "Aw, do you hear that? Sounds like you've got some fans..."
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~England's POV~
That voice was so cold and bloodthirsty but... I couldn't shake the thought of knowing it, knowing it very well. Cracking my eyes open and gazed up and only saw armor and lights that near blinded me, I needed to see my attackers face. The unsettling familiarity of his voice would drive me mad if I didn't know soon... but knowing halfly made me fearful. Then it donned on me. I didn't know where I was, well now I did. An arena. Well light and filled with 'fans', more like animals ready to watch someone mutilated for their sadistic pleasure. But where exactly was this arena? I only recalled being on that island, a light flashed and then nothing...
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The voice turned cold, " Now get up you rotten piece of trash and fight!"
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~England's POV~
"What the blood hell are you babbling about...?" I inquired, heaving myself into a seated position.
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The man in armor snickered, "Oh~ you don't know? I told you that your fans are waiting... and I tell you now they're an impatient bunch..."
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~England's POV~
"What fans? I have no idea what you're talking about you inane git!" I said, irritation lining my vocals, making them almost shrill at the end.
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The man gave another round of barking laughter and tore off his helmet, revealing a face that England knew very well, America grinned at him and said, "Well, I should really say 'our' fans"
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~England's POV~
Was this some sort of horrid nightmare? This couldn't be... "America what is the meaning of this! Knock it off already."
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America laughed again, "Oh Britain, you never change do you? Even facing death at my hands you still act like you're the one in control."
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~England's POV~
Death? Was he mad? What the bloody hell was this imbecile planning? "This isn't funny America, I'm serious."
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With one harsh motion, America shoved England back with his metal clad foot, knocking the Brit to the ground once again, "I'm serious too~"
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~England's POV~
Pain shot through me again. Why was he doing this? It made no sense until I finally began piecing things together. Back on the island when that person was there the entirety of the air was nearly unbreathable thick and his voice was cold and cruel. This situation gave me those same feelings. I managed to stand and step back from him, "Stop this America."
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"Oh you're ordering me now? How cute" he sneered.
~England's POV~
"What the bloody hell is wrong with you all of a sudden?" I growled, then the stiff air strangled my lungs as I inhaled. Something was definitely wrong about 'America' in fact... I am starting to believe that this was an imposter.
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"...What is wrong... with me?" America growled, kicking England again, "What is wrong with ME!" he stomped down on the Brit's neck, cutting off his air. He gave a horrid cruel laugh, "You miserable piece of stuffy trash! You dare question what is wrong with me!"
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~England's POV~
I struggled under his foot's weight, choking and struggling for my breath. What was going on? I was able to squiggle out from under him, standing again and stepping away, not before lashing out at him as well. He fell to the ground and I took the opportunity and give him a swift kick to the ribs and back away.
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'America' gave a dry, cheerless, laugh, "You really shouldn't have done that old man..." He stood up and grinned coldly.
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~England's POV~
I surveyed the area and located one possible escape route, although it was directly behind him and rather distanced from me. "I am not old you bloody git! Piss off!" I hissed and ran around the circular arena where the crowd hungrily observed my every move.
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"America" took up a light jog to cut him off, much to the crowds bloodthirsty delight, also took out a small black gun. "Keep running, old man," he laughed, "Our fans are loving it~"
~England's POV~
"Screw you America." I pushed him into the wall and continued despite his gun, I would probably be shot at but I didn't care, getting closer to the exit was most important at the moment.
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'America' stopped dead center of the stadium and watched England run like some little rabbit dashing from the jaws of a grinning wolf for the cover of the forest. He aimed his gun, and to the crowds savage urging, pulled the trigger.
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I didn't know how long it had been, hearing that evil laugh. Everything was hazy, so much that I couldn't recall getting here or getting away from everyone and that person. Now I was on the sand near the ocean, the crystal turquoise water glimmered beautifully in the moonlight but the scene was ruined by the approaching footsteps that haunted me. I didn't believe that I could continue on much longer, so very tired.
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~Unknown POV~
I had woken up a long while ago and had wandered in the dark forest until night fell around me. I approached a large, sandy beach, but stuck to the treeline when I saw some distant movement.
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Finally I knew that I couldn't handle it anymore, my legs gave out and I fell to the sand. I heaved myself up as much as I could, I needed to continue even I knew this. Whatever soldier instinct I had received from Grandpa was yelling at me to continue. Cut for the trees. Hide. Don't stop. Defend myself. Do something that I knew that I couldn't do, no matter how much I willed it. My weak arms gave in and I laid on my back as the inevitable demon approached. "So you finally gave in little Sicily?" his voice scared me and I almost cried, I couldn't respond but my whole self almost drifted away to sleep that I knew would end me if I allowed its conquest.
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~Unknown POV~
I got as close to the beach as I could without being seen. I could now distinguish two figures now, one of which just collapsed. It looked like a little girl, and for a moment I was worried that it was America's little friend, but after another look I recognized her as the little Italian girl of the Axis team. The other figure was similar looking to her, but it was the bad person who I saw before I was knocked out.
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"Che palle..." I muttered under my breath. It was moments like these that made me feel pitiful, that my joy just abandoned me. I would die here and no one would know, I would die and join Grandpa. That was my only comfort. Seeing Grandpa's smiling face again, despite the uttermost grief that would feel others. Everything was hazy still but not the silver that was aimed for my heart. A gun. The wait was probably the worst thing, what was this bastard waiting for? "You really are a pathetic excuse for a soldier. But I must applaud your attempt. You ran for hours before it got to this, I assumed you'd be easier to apprehend. After all, we are two peas in a pod, no?" I could hear the smirk in his voice although I managed a hiss of anger, a final rebellion to my fate, "Screw off! We're nothing alike you bloodthirsty bastardo!"
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~Unknown/Russia's POV~
After overhearing the brief conversation, I had made my decision. In a couple quick strides I was behind the cruel one and gave him a swift hit to the head with my pipe. "You pick on weak one, da? Pathetic."
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Despite my haze I could hear another voice and a Slavic accent. I was willing that I had just gone mad with exhaustion but when my attacker fell to his knees and another figure simply stood there I knew that I wasn't insane. Or maybe I was just locked in a nightmare of my fears. Everything Germany had told me came rushing through my mind the main one being to avoid Russia, which for some reason was my current savior. My mind couldn't decide whether to be thankful, confused or scared but I managed to keep consciousness as the fallen one spoke, "Bastardo..." and vanished as if he were never there.
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~Russia's POV~
I held out a large gloved hand to the little girl, "Are you alright?"
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"S-si... I think so..." I tried to keep my voice from shaking but it didn't work very well. I couldn't even tell if I seemed indifferent, which knowing my jumbled emotions I probably didn't. In my haze I reached out my hand and grabbed his gloved one. It was warm and the leather felt smooth but cool to the touch before the radiating heat captured you. "G-grazie..."
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~Russia's POV~
I just smiled my usual smile and tried ignoring how nice her little hand felt in mine. "You are welcome, small one."
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I could feel my face heating up, nervous. Yeah and embarrassed. My feet felt like jelly but I didn't convey this as I pulled myself to my feet. I couldn't stand for my longer without falling again with how warn my legs felt but at this point still he was considered an enemy, not like I was able to do anything about it.
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~Russia's POV~
Noticing her weakness, I scooped the little girl up in my arms and began walking back toward the treeline.
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Weightless. Like paper or a feather. That was what lifting me up must've felt like to him. But I didn't have it in me to protest although that was what I felt like doing. There wasn't an ounce of me questioning his actions. But that was when I drifted for a moment and came back, I couldn't sleep here in the unknown although I had pushed myself to limits I didn't even know I could reach. He was so warm though that it felt like a blanket and I wanted to sleep more and more although no amount of patience could bring me to that peaceful state here.
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~Russia's POV~
The girl looked tired... I wanted to make sure she was comfortable... "You may rest if it pleases you, small one."
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"A-ah... no, grazie. I'm fine..." I didn't just lie to him but to myself. It reminded me of whenever New Year's rolled around, fratello kept telling me to go to sleep because I seemed tired but I stubbornly refused, I couldn't do such a thing for some reason. I just wanted to see the new year I guessed.
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~Russia's POV~
"Silly girl..." I chuckled. I let the rocking movements of my walking gently swing her in my arms like a cradle, I hummed a simple marching song of mine that I hope would work as a lullaby, and I walked through the trees
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"Wh-where are we going...?" I yawned, damn I was getting tired. I felt like fratello right now, ready to swear to no end just like he would. Although I didn't feel scared, I felt tired. I didn't feel threatened, I felt relaxed. It was odd, but I wanted to trust him. It reminded me of first meeting Germany actually, fratello willed me to hate him but I couldn't no matter what I tried.
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~Russia's POV~
"We are going to find others." Was my simple answer. I looked down at girl's face with my usual, (hopefully), friendly smile.
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My eyes were only half open but whatever I could see was hazy from my exhaustion. I may have possibly slipped out of reality again because things just got dark...
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~Russia's POV~
The little girl I think finally went to sleep. I looked back down at her sweet innocent face and smiled warmly. She didn't weigh much at all, and her small body radiated comforting heat. Even through all my layers of clothes I could feel her breathing and her heartbeat.
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~Japan's POV~
The world was finally coming around, how long had I been out and where was everyone? I sat up and gazed around a meadow that I was seemingly in the middle of, instinctively I grasped for my katana and sighed in relief at the comfort of its handle in my hand. My current task I presume would be to find the others wherever they may be and figure out where we were. In the distance however I heard ocean waves and could smell the salt in the air.
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~Russia's POV~
I walked further inland, I had no idea where I could find everyone, so I decided to just keep moving. I was very happy at how peaceful the little girl in my arms looked and I found myself paying more attention to her sleeping face and the gentle rise and fall of her chest than to the path I was following.
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~Japan's POV~
I just stayed there for a little while longer, gazing at the distance trees and at the dark sky. Finally decided to stand I went towards the water that I heard, the ocean. Maybe someone was there or at least some kind of clue.
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~Russia's POV~
The trees were thinning and I looked up from the girl just to barely notice that there was some large meadow up ahead...
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~Japan's POV~
I started for the treeline when I noticed a rather large figure in the trees, it puzzled me so I went towards it.
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~Russia's POV~
I halted and narrowed my eyes at the approaching figure. Was it that evil one from before? Did he recover and want the little girl? Well, regardless, I wasn't about to let anyone harm her.
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~Japan's POV~
As I approached I noticed two things. One, the large figure was holding the smaller one that seemed to be fast asleep. Two, there was a curl on the small ones head. Curl... could it be Sicily-san? The large figure... seemed more and more like a certain Russian I knew. "Sicily-san?" I asked, but halted my steps just in case.
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~Russia's POV~
I recognized Japan's voice and knew that he was an ally of the little girl in my arms. I approached him in a non-threatening way and said, "Da, she is here. But I must ask of you to be quiet as she is sleeping and I would not wish for her to waken... "
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~Japan's POV~
At the full sight of Sicily-san in Russia's arms I could only question what kind of 'sleeping' state she was in, of course I said nothing bad only nodded. She seemed peaceful and I saw her breathing, no blood or wounds whatsoever. "What happened?" I whispered.
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~Russia's POV~
"I don't know details... I happened upon her on the beach. She was running quickly from foe and fell from exhaustion. I helped her." His suspicious look annoyed me and I subtly turned the girl slightly away in a protective manner, hoping to get the message across.
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~Japan's POV~
"So it must've been that person from before..." I mutter, noting how he held her. What could he possibly want from her though? She didn't exactly have military strength, more than her brothers yes but none that was particularly outstanding. Could it be her fragility that drew him? I couldn't make a proper answer at the moment but getting her away from him would be impossible at this moment.
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~Russia's POV~
"I think it wise to stick together, da? It would be best to find others quickly to discover way back home." Japan was reasonable and would not do anything regrettable.
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~Japan's POV~
"Hai, I agree." I nodded. This was the best decision for the time being. I needed my team but I also needed to keep an eye of Sicily-san. Russia's strength would be a great advantage here surely, "Temporary truce?"
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~Russia POV~
"Deal" I shifted the little girl so I could hold out a hand to shake on it. ~Japan's POV~ I watched Sicily-san grip his jacket tightly, she looked so peaceful and relaxed being in his arms. It bothered me really, but what was there to do for now...? "Deal." instead of a hand I offered my smallest finger.
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~Russia POV~
I looked down at the smaller man's finger with confusion, but I understood after a moment and captured his with finger with my own with a determined smile.
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~Japan's POV~
I returned a half hearted smile, this was truly a test that I wouldn't enjoy.
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I walked down the "path" with Germany. My lip curled as the disgusting swamp stench finally got to me. We were no closer to finding Aria or the rest and to make matters worse we were stick in the swampy marshland
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~Germany's POV~
The smell of this place was putrid, the feeling disgusting. I felt the unearthly desire to clean, clean endlessly. I had no idea where I was or which way to go but moving through this swamp would be no easy task whatsoever.
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I gave a cheerless laugh and tried for the millionth time today to start a conversation. "Isn't this lovely? I can almost see my potential summer home here..." I narrowly dodged falling into another bubbling marsh pit at these words.
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~Germany's POV~
"Careful." I said, watching her barely miss that pit. At her attempt to conversate I just stared a moment and continued on, "If you want such a horrid smelling place to spend a vacation."
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I steadied myself and sighed, "I was being sarcastic dude! You gotta lighten up a bit..." I gave a small laugh once I remembered who I was talking to.
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~Germany's POV~
"That isn't the most possible thing with so many missing..." I said, continuing to god knows where.
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"If you can't stay cheery during a crisis, then what's the point? Why don't you-" at that point I almost fell into yet another sinkhole. I swear these things would be the death of me...
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~Germany's POV~
"And if you can't avoid those holes you'll be stuck in one." I state, knowing perfectly well that she was already aware of this.
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"Gee thanks..." I said, getting up, "yanno, for someone who saved my life you really don't seem that broken up about me meeting my end at the bottom of a pit..." I laughed a bit and held onto his arm, "since you seem to have a sixth sense with these sink pits, I am just gonna sick close to you..."
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~Germany's POV~
I could feel her warmth as she grasped my arm, heat rose to my face as well, "Ja, I'm just thinking. Either way you wouldn't die as long as I am here."
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Something about his words felt strange, I couldn't really pinpoint exactly what the emotion and meaning was behind it... was this still about keeping me around to help Aria or did he really just want to protect me? Was this some subtle threat of some sort? Instead of finding a proper answer I just played it off as a joke and laughed, "We'll see about that. This marsh doesn't seem to want me to live too much longer! Haha well at least this way if I fall than you'll have to save me if you want to get out alive! So I'm not letting go any time soon~" to emphasize my point, I jokingly clung to his arm. (I never noticed how big his muscles were...Gah! No! I've gotta focus...)
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~Germany's POV~
"..." I sighed as I gazed down at her form encircling my arm, "do as you wish." The heat remained in my cheeks but I attempted to ignore it, such things should be the least on my mind right now.
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A bubbling noise came from one point near the middle of the swamp, a body it seemed was falling into the depths of the disgusting thickness. The eerie feeling rose to strange heights as the pair continued onwards, straight for the disappearing figure.
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"Hey did you see that? Up ahead there?" I pointed to the distance movement, while still holding firmly to Germany's arm.
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~Germany's POV~
"I don't know. Let's check it out." I answered, not exactly so sure myself being in such a place. ~Neutral POV~ The figure continued to sink into the thick water, the only thing plainly visible being a feminine hand, with slight masculance, and a few strands of auburn that were quickly being devoured by the green gunk.
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"Alright!" I left his side so I could run up to the mud hole I saw someone stuck in there, "Hey dude? Are you alright? Do you need any help?" I turned back to Germany, "Hey bro! There's someone stuck in the-AHHH!" I shouted as my foot slipped into the pit.
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~Germany's POV~
"Victory!" I shouted and rush over, pulling her to my side and examining the figure. But my examination doesn't last long since I can already tell who it is, "Italy!" He must've somehow got here and fell into this pit. I pulled him out quickly but something seemed off, eerie almost.
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I panted slightly... these freaking mud pits I told ya... I looked at Italy and smiled, "Ha! It's not just me then who is cursed with this swamp. I'm glad we got here in time to help you..."
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~Germany's POV~
"Si. I am also glad." he said, eyes locked on the ground as the stiff liquid fell from his form and hair. But something felt off about his voice, his usual joy wasn't there, it lacked his smile and childishness, it lacked him. Instinctively I backed up, bringing Victory with me as I fingered my gun just in case.
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"Germany...?" Maybe it was just me... I mean, I didn't know Italy that well, but he seemed kinda weird... "Is everything alright?" I checked my belt for my gun and felt suddenly naked when I noticed I was unarmed. I gratefully melted against Germany's side.
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~Germany's POV~
"I don't know." I muttered, 'Italy' standing up straight, some sadistic smile playing his lips. At that moment I heard another noise from a different angle, but I couldn't afford splitting my attention at this point. "Who's there?"
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A dark figure who resembled Japan came up from behind the pair, "Hello Germany..."
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~Germany's POV~
By name? Now I knew that something was up, something was strange with the both of them. His voice held a certain coldness that had never existed there, he always used one of his native honorifics along with my name as well. "This isn't safe..." I muttered to the girl, grabbing a firm hold of her arm.
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I smirked lightly, "They're your allies, right?" I was still wary of these two and I could tell how worried Germany was just by how hard he was gripping my arm.
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~Germany's POV~
"Nein." I growl, the way they look, move, speak, everything. They are not mein allies, mein friends. This only got me believing that they were in more danger than I originally presumed. Right now though I had to get this girl out of here, even though she wasn't armed and this was one on two.
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I looked at "Italy" and "Japan's" identical sadistic smirks and said, "Right then... that's not very good, is it?" I moved slightly away from Germany to get into a proper fighting stance.
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~Germany's POV~
"Are you able to fight?" I asked, taking out my gun. I was always taught to have no mercy but the sight of Italy, I didn't believe that I'd be able to... but nein, this wasn't Italy. And that wasn't Japan.
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I smirked and looked into his eyes, "Well, you'll find out won't you?" 'Japan' gave a cold hiss of laughter at this statement and said, "Don't be foolish..."
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~Germany's POV~
"Careful. They could be lethal." I said, now back to back with her.
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"Oh goodie... my favorite" I said sarcastically, I eyed the Japanese man in front of me who just hissed, "you are making a mistake..." "Oh really?" I sneered, "How kind of you to share your concern... I might reconsider kicking your ass if you and your little impersonating friend leave now."
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~Germany's POV~
This was enough, sharply but not too painfully, I hoped, I elbowed her side to get her to stop. Oh how like America she was.
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"Owwwww what was that for, dude?" 'Japan' gave a dark, hissing snicker "you are not in any position to negotiate, brat..." Brat! Me? Oh hell no... he did not just call me a brat!
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~Germany's POV~
"Calm yourself." I said, well more or less commanded. I had no time to deal with her mouth at the moment. No time at all.
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"But he-" before I could finish the sentence, 'Japan' drew his fancy looking sword thingy and the bastard held it to my throat. He gave a cruel grin and said, "Germany is right you know, it is important to know when to calm down, shut up, and know your place!" At his last words he growled and kicked me down into one of the damn sink pits.
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~Germany's POV~
I took my opportunity to turn and shoot at her attacker, being such a good distance from 'Italy'...
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The gun shot echoed over the island, reaching any conscious person's ears, even seeping into the subconscious of some who were lost to their mentalities for what ever means.
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I screamed in terror when I tried getting up out of the pit and only fell in more, it had the eerie feeling of a bunch of tiny hands pulling me under the surface of the marshwater.
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~Russia's POV~
A gunshot rang out, shortly followed by a faint scream. The little girl in my arms stirred out of her sleep.
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I attempted to sit up but realized that I was still being held. Alarm shot through me as well as adrenaline, that scream was from Victory, that gun shot from Germany. I squiggled, trying to get out of the larger man's grasp, I had to get to them. I just had to.
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~Japan's POV~
That gun shot was from Germany-san's gun, I recalled that familiar sound almost instantly. The scream must have been from the girl from the Allies that Sicily-san had become attached to, to draw such a fighting reaction from her there wasn't a single doubt in my mind.
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~Russia's POV~
"Little girl, calm yourself..." I tried comforting her, but something about the sounds effected her greatly, so I was forced to set her down, but I kept a hand on her.
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~Japan's POV~
"Sicily-san please." I tried to soothe her but she seemed to be in another world with the intense desperation reflecting in her eyes.
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I opened my mouth to breathe but I started to hear screaming so I got more frantic, more scared and restless until I realized the screams were escaping my own lips. It was something out of a nightmare. I couldn't stop, the adrenaline pumping through my veins made my weak legs want to take off running again, this time towards the sound. I couldn't hear anyone after a while, only their lips moved, no sound but my screams as I struggled against the grip that held me in place.
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~Russia's POV~
I kept her in place and looked to her ally Japan, to help calm her down.
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~Japan's POV~
"I do not believe she can hear us..." I said softly, her voice becoming hoarse from her high pitch screech. She fell to her knees before either of us could stop her and began crying waterfalls.
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I couldn't help them. I was so worthless. Who knows what could've happened to them by now. So horrible. I couldn't make any sound but some strange choking and that was on my saliva that I attempted to swallow but wouldn't go down my swelling pharynx. The tears didn't help my breathing issue but I didn't care, if such a thing could have happened to Victory and Germany than I could only begin imagining what could be or already had happened to my fratellos...
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