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Ayumi Kudou: Well, which country is closest to Germany and has one of the three girls in there? Either way, I think all of them awesome in their own way.
Seychelles
The sea was lifeless as Michelle stepped out onto the beach, staring at the never-ending blue liquid in front of her. There were no squaking of birds or splashes from the fish. There was no wind that would gently move her dress in sync with the wind or the water that usually played as it moved rhythmically with its continuous waves. All was too silent in the world.
"What's going on? Does this have something to do with Viet?" the Seychellois questioned herself. Her eyes were flooded with concern as she watched large storm clouds above the horizon where ominous blue and green lightening stuck.
The sight was odd but was terrifying no matter how you looked at it. Michelle only had to glance at the clouds and knew that they were headed her way. She began to run back to the administration office where she worked, preparing herself for making her people move to a safer part of Africa where she knew that they wouldn't be severely harmed.
Blue skies were above her but the atmosphere was tense... mysterious... Maybe it was something more than all the feelings that she could describe right now. Michelle was not the only one who noticed the signs though.
Everyone on Seychelles saw the gloomy clouds hovering over the sea which was miles away but they sensed that something was terribly wrong. Toddlers clung to their mothers' skirts in fear as they tried to hide themselves away from the scary-looking storm. The mothers began to gather their children in one place to keep an eye on them. Their husbands began gathering the family's important belongings knowing that they were going to have to move while older siblings watched in fear and awe as the streaks of light flashed from afar, causing a large crack to be heard. For now it was a faint sound but everyone could here it.
Michelle bent down and gripped her knees when she stopped in front of her leader's door, out of breath. Sweat appeared on her tanned skin from the heat and anxiousness she was feeling at the moment. Reflections of light glistened on her wet sticky skin but who would really care when life is about to change once more.
She twisted the doorknob and slowly entered into the dark room. Facing her was the back of a large, leathered, rotating armchair. The sound of the door opening gained the attention of the one sitting in the armchair.
"You see what I see out there, correct?" Michelle asked, hoping it wasn't her seeing something wrong with the clouds.
"I do... Get ready to evacuate all the citizens of Seychelles. Make sure that everyone is in line and won't get into any trouble. The storm does not look pretty.
"Hmm." Michelle nodded in response and began calling the differnet administrations across the nation to tell their people to evacuate the country. The move was temporary but it would keep the civilians from getting severely injured. No one could guarantee that they would make it out of the storm without a scratch.
Michelle did her best when trying to evacuate her people but she couldn't help bit notice the unnatural fast pace of the storm clouds heading there way.
Three hours have passes since then. Lightning danced across the sky with the echoing of loud booms and the hard splatter of pouring rain. Blackness filled the air unless the striking electricity flashed. The wind violently rushed passed the palms causing them to break or fly into the everlasting blackness. Other than the plants, there was no life on the island country. Where they disappeared to, no one knew.
Waves crashed against the side of cliffs, forcing loose rocks and boulders to fall and drown into the violent waves. Nothing could be heard by the cacophony of sounds from the pounding of rain on the roofs of the houses or the wind that howled like a wolf except with more pain and agony in its voice or the booming thunder that seized control of all of its surroundings. But if you listened closely, ever so closely would you hear a faint and soft sob of a tanned girl with two ponytails tied by red ribbons.
She had sacrificed herself, allowing the room on the remaining boats to be filled with the innocent lives that needed protection and hope that they would live. She promised her boss that she would be safe and would not die in such a gloomy storm. Even so, pain throbbed in her chest and her lungs felt like they were being squeezed.
The loneliness was not meant for her, she who had always had a bright and cheerful personality that always looked at the bright side of things. She who would not allow anyone to worry about her own personal troubles and instead focused on making her friends happy. She who gained and gave attention when she knew it was needed most. There she sat in the corner of her room with simple bed sheets and a photo of her and her friends on the nightstand. Tears drenched her clothes and hands as she felt lonely.
Was this the way of God for punishing her for not realizing her feelings sooner and starting to regret to push the man that she loved away? This karma, was this the way she would be punished for not pushing herself to help her friend save the world? She cried silently and softly in her room where loneliness and regret lingered in the air.
Whether she knew it or not, an albino man stood somewhere on the island nation smirking at the dark sky. There was also the surprise that several English ships were headed toward the island nation where a man stood hoping to save the love of his life.
"Kesesese! Looks like the old man and the newbie are really letting it start now," commented the albino man to himself. "This is awesome! Well, I guess I shouldn't add any of my awesome oil to the two different raging fires. Let's just watch and enjoy."
International Prison in Germany
"You are...!"
"Not now. We have to get out of here first," explained the feminine voice. Her movements were quick and shocking as she started to raise her spear, getting ready to strike. On instinct, Berwald and Matthias moved back from the railings that imprisoned them but it seemed to them that they escaped from something far worse than a slice from a spear.
Flamed engulfed the spear before the woman could bring it down. She sliced several times against the metal bars then steeped back allowing her work to be shown with pieces of the bars falling onto the ground with a loud Clank! The men were stunned at the speed and power of the woman. The sat there, their mouths wide open.
The could hear running footsteps getting closer to there cell. The woman's head turned toward the sound due to her reflexes. Her golden eyes narrowed, sensing the trouble they would soon be in.
"Hurry and get up if you want to live. We need to get out of here," said the woman which brought the two Nordic men to reality. They cautiously but quickly stepped out of the prison cell and faced the woman. They were suspicious as the watched her search the room for an escape. "It looks like we're just going to have to charge," she muttered to herself. She then turned her head to face the two men. The dim light of the moonlight appeared on her face only to make the blondes gasp in shock.
The girl they met in Egypt and the picture they saw of one of the Asian commanders stood in front of them as the same person. Viet's eyes softened as she saw the disbelief reflecting in there eyes. She knew she had to answer questions but now was not the time if they wanted to make it our of there alive with the least amount of energy possible. She quickly turned towards a door where she came out from. Viet turned her head for one eye to look at the other two pairs staring at her back.
"If you value your life and want to see your friends again, live and follow me. I will answer questions later when the coast is clear but as of now, we need to go." It sounded more like an order and a threat rather than an option to choose from. Reluctantly, the men nodded their heads, hopping to trust the woman for just that moment so that they would no longer have to suffer through the hell of not know and not understanding.
They ran through the corridors of stoned floors, walls, and ceilings. The smell of decaying flesh and sweat was strong and hard to ignore but the trio kept on going without holding energy back despite the disgusting scent.
Soldiers lined in front of a large wooden door. Seeing it as a way to get out of the prison, Viet, Matthias, and Berwald rammed their ways through the sea of people until they pushed their way to the door. The door was forced open as the trio slammed into the door with as much force as they could muster. Hunger and energy began to take a toll on Matthias' and Berwald's bodies.
Viet could see this but they could not stop yet. There was the next obstacle to pass before they could give out. Metal gates stood in silence as Viet and the others stared at it. Unknowing to the two men, Viet positioned herself between them. In one swift movement, she grabbed their arms and a light flashed through her eyes. Flames surrounded them only to cause the two men to black out.
Eyes fluttered open as Matthias felt a throbbing pain in his head. He groaned as his conscious allowed him to be aware of the dizziness and numbness he felt throughout his body. His blue orbs were blinded by a light above him. After a minute or so, his eyes adjusted to the brightness and he slowly lifted himself up to sit up right. He looked around to find himself in a familiar room. The green blanket and white pillows and cream bed sheets was too familiar for him to forget but with the state he was in now, he could not remember where this place was.
Matthias looked in front of him to see another bed with a sleeping figure under the covers. Eyeglasses were left on the nightstand and the man's face seemed peaceful and not as scrunched up when he was awake. Matthias recognized him as Berwald. He rubbed his eyes but then noticed that he was wearing pajamas. It was the set that he bought for himself and left at Lukas' house whenever he needed a place to sleep in Norway but...
Wait... Norway... Lukas.. Pajamas... Familiar... Room...
It then clicked. Matthias looked to his left then his right then his left again in realization that he was in one of the guest bedrooms that he usually slept in when he was with Lukas. Why was he here? He then tried to recall what had happened to him the night before or at least he thought it was a night before. How long was he asleep?
Due to his dizziness, Matthias could not help but become frustrated as his memories were all a blur. "Argh. What happened? Why am I in Lukas' place?" the Dane asked himself. The doorknob then rattled, catching Matthias' attention. It turned and the person that appeared into the room gave Matthias a sense of surprise and happiness.
"Tino!" the Dane cried happily as he glomped his Finnish friend.
"Matthias! You're awake! How do you feel?" asked the Fin while Matthias hugged him.
"I feel dizzy, confused, frustrated, soar and now happy that I get to see a friendly familiar face again," Matthias answered. Tino chuckled.
"Let's not wake Berwald, Matthias. The both of you had a long night." The last sentence made Matthias snap his head back and stare Tino in the eyes only to cause the smaller European to feel awkward and nervous.
"What happened last night Tino? I don't remember anything," Matthias said.
"W-well... About that..." Viet was right about the side effects of transporting people who are not used to it. They forget what happened right before they transported. They will regain their memories throughout the day but...
A groan came from the other bed and Tino turned his head, excited that the Swede was also okay.
"Where am I?" asked the deep voice coming from the largest man of the Nordics. He rubbed his eyes sleepily. Matthias also perked up from the sound of the voice.
"Berwald! You're alive!" The Swede half consciously punched Matthias in the face to stop him from hugging him. Berwald glared at Matthias with somewhat blinded eyes since Berwald was near-sighted. Tino laughed at the situation, feeling nostalgia as he replayed this scene with different settings and scenarios that happened throughout the time he knew Berwald and Matthias.
"It's good to see that you are okay, Berwald. How are you doing this morning?" Tino asked with a smile. Berwald slightly blushed but pushed that matter aside.
"I'm well," replied the Swede.
"Well, let's go downstairs. Lukas and I have some explaining to do since we somehow managed to get the both of you out of prison last night- Ahh!" Matthias gripped his hands on Tino's shoulders and shook him violently.
"That's right! What happened last night Tino?" Matthias was punched in the face again but this time by what seemed like an invisible force.
"It seems that the both of you are awake seeing how everyone up here is being loud," commented a monotonous voice. Matthias lifted his head slightly while rubbing his right cheek where he was being punched the most that morning.
"It's nice to see you too Lukas," greeted Berwald. Lukas nodded his head in reply.
"Don't send your troll on my Lukas!" complained Matthias. The Norwegian shook his head, not agreeing with the Dane's request.
"If it's to shut you up Matthias, then no." Matthias stared at the Norwegian this time with puppy-dog eyes but no emotion stirred in the heart of Lukas. Matthias soon found himself sitting in a corner alone, acting depressed.
Lukas began walking out the door but then stated, "You better get your lazy butt off the floor Matthias, if you want to have breakfast. I have biscuits baking right now." The mention of Lukas' homemade, buttery biscuits fluttered Matthias heart and soon the Dane followed the group downstairs for breakfast.
They had set up the table for five (apparently Matthias and Berwald still believe that Emil is with them). They sat around the table but a silence also sat with them in the room, making the atmosphere awkward and tense.
After several minutes of unusual silence, Lukas spoke. "We know that the both of you are not responsible for whatever accusation the rest of Europe says. That is why we found a way to break you guys out."
"But doesn't that mean if the administration finds out, won't you also get in trouble?" Matthias immediately asked after Lukas finished his sentence.
"We are willing to risk it Matthias. We don't have power to go up against so many people who believe that you are criminals when we know that you are no such thing. We have to do what we know is right and so we were able to get the both of you out," explained Tino.
"Even though you say that, we don't remember seeing you two rescuing us last night." Berwald said, leaving out the fact that they were saved by someone he knew was an enemy or (as we all know) so he thought.
"That is because we planned the attack. The one who executed the plan is someone we can trust," Lukas said. His voice much more serious than what the two anticipated. His tone sounded like he would threaten to kill them if they didn't believe in what he said. But it was hard to do so when both Matthias and Berwald couldn't believe that the one involved with this plan was her.
"Lukas, could it be that this person you are referring to is-" Berwald was cut off when he heard a pair of feet shuffling its way to the kitchen.
"Good mornin'," greeted a sleepy, feminine voice. Berwald and Matthias looked up only to have their eyes widened to who they saw in front of them.
Viet had her hair down and was wearing a long sleeve, blue shirt and grey sweatpants. She was rubbing her eyes sleepily as she stood in the doorway with the four men staring at her. Her breasts stood out as the blue shirt was stretched at her chest area, indicating that it was a little tight on her. The shirt belonged to Emil and seeing how both are around the same height and had a small body, Lukas allowed Viet to borrow some of Emil's clothes. All four men were slightly blushing.
Berwald turned his head away as did Tino who was twiddling his thumbs. Lukas moved his gaze to her face and gave a sigh of relief seeing how she didn't noticed them staring at her in a perverted way. Matthias on the other hand shook his hand and suddenly slammed his fist against the table and quickly stood up.
The Dane took in a deep breath and once he was about to loudly explain his thoughts, Viet's fist landed against his left cheek.
"It looked like you were going to be noisy so I punched you," she explained still not really noticing her surroundings. She sat down in the last empty chair, oblivious to the stares and was still acting our of character.
"She punched him in the left cheek this time," was all Tino said but was not really paid any heed to. Berwald regained his composure and stared into Viet's eyes.
"So are you the one who helped us escape?" asked the Swede. Viet nodded lazily as she stared back at him, ignoring his intimidating look.
"Can you explain to them Lukas? I'm still tired from last night." The Vietnamese woman yawned. Matthias managed to sit back into his chair while rubbing his left cheek and glaring at Viet.
"I understand. Leave it to me Viet," Lukas agreed. Matthias would have gaped at the Norwegian if it wasn't for his pain in both his cheeks. Did Lukas willingly comply to a female's request, especially the kind of female who is good at so many things but is lazy to do it which usually pisses off the Norwegian. "As you both should know, Viet is the representative of Vietnam as well as responsible for making Vietnam a neutral country in the war. But that's not where we should begin."
Flapping was heard inside the house and Matthias and Berwald turned their heads to where the source of the noise was coming from. Haru flew into the kitchen with Hydra on his back who 'jumped' off his back into Lukas' arms and Hydra landed on Viet's shoulder.
"That isss correct. The beginning ssstartsss at the beginning of the creation of the earth." Hydra startled the two men and only left them frozen in place, mouths slightly parted in surprise. The three other humans sweatdropped as they saw the expressions on Berwald's and Matthias' faces.
"This is the most ridiculous reaction I have ever seen," Viet commented. Haru only nodded in agreement, Tino chuckled nervously at the human statues and Lukas and Hydra sighed at the hopeless people in front of him.
Omake
Take 1! Action!
Flapping was heard inside the house and Matthias and Berwald turned their heads to where the source of the noise was coming from. Haru flew into the kitchen and circled a few times before Hydra landed into Lukas' arm.
A white goo splattered on Matthias' head before Haru landed on Viet's shoulder. Viet slowly scooted out of her seat before she was being chased by an angry Dane.
