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A/N: Hey, everyone!
I just wanted to make sure you were all catching the hints we keep dropping. If it helps, you can talk about them in your comments.
I made a mistake. Ottoman has red eyes, so I went back and fixed that in the previous chapters.
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Alright, I am seriously considering studying abroad in Scotland. It would be next fall semester if I decide to. I'm really excited about it!
We knows there's a lot of action in the next few chapters. This is because we accidently kept all the warehouse (fight) scenes for the end. Sorry about that! And sorry if the scenes seem a bit out of place, too!
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Seven Years' War
1754/1756 – 1763
Prussia/England/Portugal vs. France/Spain/Sweden
Albania's footsteps echoed off the cement walls as he raced through the hallway. Doors were left open in his wake, the nation checking each room he found. Slamming another shut, Albania turned around, ready to storm the rest of the building. Anyone who stood in his way would be taken down.
A flash of gold in the corner of his eye made Albania freeze. Slowly, the nation turned to see a golden ring set with an emerald sitting on a table. Moving to the table, Albania picked up the ring and turned it over in his hands.
"How did they get this?" he whispered in horror. "Vietnam would never just let them take it from her." His eyes landed on a piece of paper the ring had been pinning down. Albania nearly ripped the paper in his rush to grab it.
Expect her in Sweden.
Albania quirked an eyebrow at the words. It quickly turned to a frown when he found the plane ticket that had been folded in the paper. The time stamp on the ticket read four o'clock. The plane left in two hours.
"Guess I better get going," Albania sighed as he turned around. As he left the building for a parked car, he didn't see the figure dressed in an old military uniform receding into the forest.
o)O(o
Austria shouted in pain when he was slammed against the wall by his throat. Grabbing his attacker's wrist, he tried to pry it from his throat, but it was useless. The United States was too strong; even for Canada, who was hanging off the War's neck. The nation had somehow managed to jump on the War's back in his attempted attack.
The nations had been in the process of rescuing England, Scotland, Wales, and Mesopotamia, when the Wars had attacked them. Mexico and Wales had both been taken out in the first ten minutes. Scotland hadn't been able to free himself from his shackles and so was trying to fight in them. Mesopotamia and England had been backed into a corner by another War.
Cuba was desperately trying to protect his sister from the circling România and Mongoliya. România licked his lips as he watched the communist island nation excitedly.
"What do you think she tastes like?" România asked Mongoliya in a hopeful voice.
"I could care less," Mongoliya snapped back. "Your fetish with ingesting blood disgusts me."
România shrugged. "Suit yourself." Darting forward, he snatched out for Mexico's wrist.
"¡No!" Cuba lunged forward and slammed in his fist into România's face. España laughed when his fellow War stepped back from the blow.
"Ay, chico!" España chuckled. "That is too bad you couldn't get her!"
"There's always the second time." România crouched low to the ground, licking his lips as his fang glinted in the light. "I can already taste her blood. It's sweet, old. Full of rich culture."
"Disgusting," Mongoliya muttered. She swung at Cuba's head, striking the nation in the chin with a fist. Cuba grunted and stumbled back, holding his jaw.
"You're not getting her." The island nation took on a defensive stance between România and Mexico. "You'll have to get through me first, monstruo."
"That won't be a problem," România said with a smirk. He was suddenly in front of Cuba. Grabbing the nation by the front of his shirt, România threw Cuba easily across the room. Mongoliya stepped between Cuba and România as the Latin War crouched over Mexico.
"No!" Cuba scrambled to his feet to charge România. "Don't touch her!" He was knocked back to the ground when Mongoliya tackled him. The female War pinned his arms down easily, smirking when Mexico suddenly screamed in surprise and pain.
"Mexico!" Cuba thrashed wildly against Mongoliya. "Let me go!"
"Bloody hell!" England fanned her wings in surprise and sent another bolt of electricity at Slovensko. "Scotland!"
"A'm trying, Britannia," Scotland grumbled. He kicked España's legs out from under him.
"Ay!" España caught himself before he could collapsed and turned to grin at Scotland. "Was that supposed to do something?" Scotland snarled and would have sent a ball of flame in the War's face if it hadn't been for the shackles binding him down.
Austria gasped and struggled to pull the United States' hand off his throat. The War just laughed and shrugged Canada off himself.
"Come on," the United States laughed at Canada. "You can do better than that, bror."
"Don't call me that!" Canada snapped back. His eyes flicked to Mexico when he heard her whimper. The Hispanic nation was struggling weakly against România.
"Canada," Austria gasped. "Help Mexico. I can handle this myself."
"Dude," the United States laughed. "You can't even breathe." Austria scowled and attempted to kick the War in the shins.
Canada turned on the spot and raced toward România. The War, busy with his 'meal', shrieked in surprise when he was suddenly tackled from behind by a large polar bear.
"At least he won't need to feat for the next week," Mogonliya muttered to herself. "Your sister will have a pretty little scar, though." She smirked down at Cuba.
"¡Cállate! (Shut up!)" Cuba growled, trying to shove Mongoliya off himself. "I'm going to kill you."
"Like you even could," Mongoliya scoffed. Cuba could see Mexico laying on the ground with her eyes half closed. There was a neat bite mark on the side of her neck just above the main artery. Canada suddenly flew past the War and nation, having been thrown by România.
"That wasn't very nice," România commented with a grin. "I wasn't finished my meal yet."
"Then finish up," Slovensko growled. He had one arm wrapped around England's neck and was trying to grab Mesopotamia who kept dodging him.
"By your leave, my great master." România bowed sarcastically to Slovensko before approaching Mexico. Cuba could only watch helplessly as the War lifted Mexico into his lap.
A tall form suddenly dropped from the catwalk high above, landing behind România.
"G'day, mate!" Australia grasped his pistol with both hands and brought the butt of it down on the War's head as hard as he could. România ducked at the last minute and struck Australia in the stomach. Australia grabbed the War's hands, jerking them above România's head.
"That's not very nice," he said with a grin. "But neither is she." He nodded to someone behind România and the War turned to look over his shoulder. His eyes barely had time to widen before a sword was driven through his chest.
"Thank the gods!" England almost cried. "I thought for sure these bloody Wars were going to win."
"They still could." Australia shrugged and let România fall to the ground. "But have I ever been one to follow the rules?"
"Is that a rhetorical question?" England asked flatly.
"Are we going to start a blue now?" Australia grinned and ducked under España's fist.
"Oz-kun, please do not 'start a blue'," Japan said as she made her way toward Mongoliya. The female War hissed like a cat at the nation. Canada shook his head as he stood from the floor.
"How did you even get here?" England asked, yanking at Slovensko's arm. "Shouldn't you be in another country saving someone else?"
"They did," a voice said, and Slovensko yelped when Hungary's boot made contact with the back of his head. The War was forced to release England as he whirled around to face his new opponent. North Korea stood beside Hungary, a pistol in each hand. Raising both weapons, he aimed them at Slovensko's head.
"Do you really think those can stop me?" Slovensko sneered. "I am a War. Nothing can hurt me."
"There is quite a bit I have learned about men," Hungary said as she stepped forward. "And it is this: they expect everyone to fight high." England rolled out of the way, anticipating what Hungary planned to do.
"Is there any other way?" Slovensko sneered.
"There are many ways to fight," North Korea said, cocking both his guns. "And in my short time, I have found women can fight dirty when they want to, ez-ad."
"Oh?" Slovensko quirked and eyebrow. "And how do they fight?"
"Like this." Stepping forward and wrapping a leg around Slovensko's, Hungary punched the War hard in the stomach. When the War stepped back in surprise, he ended up tripping over Hungary's leg. Hungary pinned him down with a foot on his throat.
"May I shoot him now, Mrs. Hungary, ez-ad?" North Korea asked politely.
"I believe you may," Hungary sniffed. "I never liked him anyway."
"Nie!" Slovensko jerked against Hungary, his eyes wide. North Korea approached the War and aimed both guns at him.
"Die, filth, ez-ad." And the Asian nation pulled both triggers.
A hand tapped the United States on the shoulder. The War blinked in surprise at the interruption and turned his head to see who it was.
"Ciao, bastard." Romano grinned before grabbing the United States by the hair and punching him hard in the face. The War didn't even cry out when he collapsed. Austria stumbled away from the wall, clutching his throat and coughing.
"What happened to you?" Austria wheezed at Romano.
"The potato bastard's War made me like them," Romano said, flexing his fist as he glared at the United States. "That means I can kick this bastard's ass all on my own."
"I knew I should have kept you," Austria grumbled, earning himself a glare. "You have the worst mouth I have ever heard."
"Keep telling yourself that, bastard," Romano spat at the older nation. Advancing on the United States, he grabbed the still War by the hair once more.
Austria knelt beside the still form and examined it carefully. "It looks as if you pushed his nose into his brain." Romano's hands fell to his sides and his expression was unreadable.
"Romano." Austria straightened up. He placed his hands on the smaller nation's shoulders. "It's alright." Romano didn't respond. Sniffing, he turned to watch Mongoliya get ripped off Cuba by both Canada and Australia. Bosnia and Herzegovina and Thailand cornered España, their weapons trained on the War.
"Would you like to talk after this?" Austria offered. "I understand how hard it can be during the war."
"What is with you and the masked bastard?" Romano snapped. "Both of you seem to think I need to talk."
"You obviously need to." Austria winced as gunshots rang through the warehouse. "You are upset by what you are able to do. Both Turkey and I can see this." Romano grumbled under his breath, refusing to meet Austria's eyes.
"Was that the last of them?" England asked as Canada trotted back into the room with Australia. The polar bear's muzzle had been stained red.
"Yeah." Australia shoved Mongoliya off himself. "That's it."
"Hey, Mum?" New Zealand was frowning down at his cellphone.
"What?" England asked as Japan moved around the warehouse, freeing the nations from their shackles and, in Scotland's case, masks.
"I got a message from an unknown phone." New Zealand looked up. "Slovakia is asking us to come to Vietnam."
"Slovakia?" Hungary cocked her head in curiosity. "Are you sure?"
"I think so." New Zealand chewed his lip, a nervous habit he'd recently picked up. "It sounds a bit off, but he says they need our help."
"Alright." England moved to check on the unconscious Mexico. "Cuba and Canada will stay to take Mexico to the hospital. Hopefully Florida can help us with any questions the doctors have."
"America's already in the hospital," Prussia said as he entered the building. "South is with him and his kids. Why is Turkey throwing a temper tantrum outside?"
"Because we said he couldn't come in." Australia grinned. "We made Andorra watch over him."
"Turkey to the hospital too," England sighed. "Very well, the rest of us need to get going if we want to catch a flight to Vietnam."
"Where in Vietnam?" Australia asked his brother curiously.
"South Vietnam," New Zealand said after checking his phone again.
"To South Vietnam or bust!" Australia shouted with a big grin.
Had North Korea and Japan been a bit more outspoken, the other nations would have noticed their absences.
)O(
Albania closed his stolen cellphone and sighed, rubbing his forehead.
"Two down," he said tiredly. "And more to go. I'm getting too old for this." Standing from his seat on a bench, he made his way down the busy streets of Saigon.
o)O(o
Greenland frowned down at the still form of Elláda. It had taken three nations to defeat him, and he had almost killed Morocco and Slovakia twice during the fight. Greenland's ears pricked at the sound of pounding feet in the hallway.
"Here come more," Morocco sighed and hefted her sword. "How shall we defeat these ones?"
"Czech and I can handle one of them," Slovakia said. His younger sister poked her head around the corner at her name.
"Are you sure Spain and Portugal will be safe in the van?" Greenland asked worriedly. "I know he's injured and needs to stay out, but is Portugal even going to be able to protect him on her own?"
"Ibu can handle herself," Indonesia said confidently. "She's managed to before, she can do it now."
"Czech," Slovakia grunted. Said nation hurried to her brother's side. "Remember what Portugal and I taught you?"
"Ano!" Czech said happily.
"Good." Slovakia bent down and Czech stepped onto his lower arm, placing one hand on his shoulder to steady herself. "Opica. (Little Monkey.)" Slovakia straightened up.
There was a loud bangas Morocco swung her sword at the first War to enter the room, Andorre. Indonesia balked as the head was dispatched from the body. Greenland looked like she might throw up.
"Opa!" Slovakia swung his arm up at the same time Czech kicked off him. Czech flipped through the air and landed on another War's head, easily balancing there like a flamingo. Schweiz shouted in surprise and attempted to grab the nation off his head. Czech giggled and easily moved from Schweiz's head to his shoulder.
"Sbohem!" Czech kicked Schweiz in the head and flipped back at the same time Slovakia shot at the War. Schweiz jerked back, a scowl growing on his face. It quickly turned to one of surprise when he found a sword buried in the back of his neck.
"How is the door holding?" Morocco turned to Greenland and Indonesia who had rushed to close it.
"It's hard to tell," Greenland grunted and pressed her back against the door, digging her feet into the floor to push against it. "I'm not sure if this is actually working or not."
"We can take them," Slovakia said confidently, spinning the gun in his head. "Opica and I both."
"Opa!" Czech sang before giggling again.
"I am thinking." Morocco cocked her head in thought before turning to Greenland. "There are elephants here in Vietnam, are there not?"
"Ja." Greenland blinked. "But I can hardly think of what they would do."
"I have seen an elephant throw a man before," Indonesia said cheerfully. Slovakia looked at his daughter with a quirked eyebrow.
"I thought I said no more elephant videos," he said. "The one about an angry bull elephant was bad enough. You gave Czech nightmares."
"Oh, no." Indonesia grinned. "I saw it in person."
The nations were silent before Morocco turned to Slovakia.
"You need to have a talk with your daughter."
"I know I do," Slovakia said flatly.
"So you want elephants?" Greenland asked. "Elephants it is."
"Isn't Ms. Vietnam the only one who can call on the elephants?" Czech asked Slovakia in confusion.
"Greenland's magic, like her brothers', is very elemental," Morocco explained. "But she works best with animals."
"Oh." Czech looked back to the door when there was another loud crash. "I don't like elephants."
"I know you don't." Slovakia patted his younger sister on the head. "But it might be our only hope."
"Think of them as aunts and uncles," Morocco suggested. "They are very wise creatures."
Slovakia moved to brace himself against the door, taking Greenland's place. The female nation stepped away and closed her eyes, inhaling deeply. She winced when there was a particularly loud crash.
"Peace, calm, tranquility," Greenland chanted to herself. "Peace, calm, tranq-."
"Tranquilizer?" Czech offered, earning herself a chuckle from her brother.
Greenland opened one eye to look down at the smaller nation. "Nej."
"Ano." Czech smiled innocently.
"Prepare yourself." Morocco hefted her sword up. "They will be in here in just a moment."
"Opica," Switzerland grunted and Czech hummed in agreement, bending her legs in preparation. Indonesia pushed all her weight against the door and attempted to prepare herself for when she and her father released it and allowed the Wars in.
"Three." Morocco tightened her grip on her sword.
"Dve," Slovakia said, shifting his feet to spring back.
"Satu!" Indonesia released her door and rolled backward when it flew open.
Slovakia flipped back quickly, easily landing in a crouched position. Czech sprung forward and flipped off his shoulder. She kicked the first War that appeared in the stomach before rolling back toward her brother.
The War was stopped in their tracks by the kick and was unprepared when Indonesia leapt on their back and wrapped an arm around their throat. Morocco jerked her sword away, having just dispatched Severnoy Rossii.
"They have some very weak Wars here," Morocco commented. "Were they not expecting us?"
"Looks like." Slovakia swung a fist up when Czech tripped Francia toward him. The War's expression was one of surprise and he jerked back at the blow. Black blood trickle down Francia's chin.
"Quoi?"
"What?" Slovakia growled. "Surprised you can even get hurt?"
Francia wiped the blood away and examined his hand with a scowl. "This is impossible," he said. He was on his feet and moving toward Slovakia in a blur. Slovakia's eyes widened and he tried to duck out of the way. Francia grabbed him by the hair and jerked Slovakia up to look him in the eye.
"Did you really think I would simply let you mar my face?" Francia growled. "You are une horrible man."
"Yeah?" Slovakia spat in Francia's face. "Don't trust the Opica behind you."
"Quoi?" Francia glanced over his shoulder and his eyes widened in shock. Czech landed on the War's shoulders, wrapping her legs around his neck. She yanked on his hair to force the War back. Slovakia yanked his head free and raised a gun at Francia.
"Don't ever think we're going to give up on this world so easily," Slovakia growled. "It's ours." He opened fire on Francia, Czech leaping out of the way just in time. Francia jerked several times before he stood still. Slowly, he looked up from his wounds, his mouth hanging open in surprise.
"Imposible," Francia said softly before collapsing.
Roma stumbled past with Indonesia smacking him on the head with the butt of her gun.
"Czech!" Slovakia shout, motioning with his head to his daughter.
"Ano!" Czech darted forward to punch Roma in the stomach. The War grunted and leaned forward in pain. He jerked when a single bullet entered through the back of his skull. Indonesia fell off Roma with a squeal when the War fell to the ground.
Hands suddenly grabbed Czech around the waist and lifted her into the air.
"Big Brother!" Czech screeched, kicking in the War's grip.
Éire grinned at Slovakia when Oz stepped between them.
"Sorry, this wee lassie is mine." Éire held Czech above his head easily.
"Put her down!" Slovakia shot at Oz, each bullet missing as he refused to take his eyes off Czech and Éire.
"I don't think so," Éire laughed. "Maybe I'll keep her. Or maybe." He got a dangerous look in her eye. "I'll just toss her."
"Nie!" Slovakia lung forward but was stopped when Oz shoved him back with a chuckle.
"It seems like he really wants to fight," Oz commented.
"Well, then," Éire said. "Why don't we give him a reason to?" He looked as though he was about to throw Czech when something suddenly snatched the nation from his grip. "What?" Éire turned to find an elephant with her trunk wrapped around Czech's waist.
Czech's eyes were wide as one of the few creatures she was terrified held her in a tight grip. Slovakia's mouth hung open in shock at the sight of the elephant. The elephant gently placed Czech down and stood over protectively. With a loud trumpet, she swung her trunk and managed to send Éire flying across the room.
"I brought them!" Greenland shouted happily. "I brought you elephants!" There was a gaping hole in the wall where the elephants had entered through.
"Vietnam: one," Slovakia said in slight shock. "Wars: zero."
"Elephants?" Oz said slowly. He yelped and leapt back when a particularly large bull charged him. Slovakia stepped out of the way and watched as the last War was taken down by an animal.
"That's all of them," he said. "Indonesia, go find the nations."
"Yes, Ayah." Indonesia hurried from the room.
Morocco and Greenland were both trying to console Czech as the elephant examined her for any injuries.
A small chirping from Slovakia's pocket made him check his phone in confusion. He hadn't even been aware his phone was one.
Get to Saigon.
~Russia
Slovakia wrinkled his nose. "We have to stay here longer?" he said aloud. "I'm sick of the heat!"
"That's not very nice, Ayah," Indonesia commented as she returned with Vietnam, Luxemburg, and Taiwan hot on her tail. Vietnam gave Slovakia a rather dirty look.
"He is simply complaining about the weather," Morocco said. "He does not mean to insult Vietnam." This did nothing to stop Vietnam's death glare.
"Guess what?" Taiwan squealed happily. Grabbing Vietnam's hand, she showed off the gold ring on her left ring finger. "Vietnam's married!"
"To who?" Morocco and Indonesia asked in confusion. Greenland was staring off into the distance, as though something else had caught her attention.
"Albania." Vietnam blew a strand of hair out of her face. "It's nothing."
"I am so happy for you," Indonesia squealed. "Where is he?"
Vietnam opened her mouth to respond but was stopped at the sensation of a breeze. A strong wind picked up around the three Asian nation, circulating them.
"Indonesia?" Slovakia asked before panic set in. "Indonesia!"
Greenland cried out and suddenly collapsed unconscious as a bright light began to glow around the Asian nations.
"Nie!" Slovakia dove for his daughter when the light flashed, but it was too late. She was already gone.
o)O(o
Netherlands took a defensive stance, raising his fists before him while Switzerland cocked his own gun. Belgium checked on of her own handguns and handed it to Latvia, readying her other gun. Seychelles didn't seem put off by her blindness at all. Rather, she held her can up like it was a sword.
"Keep your eyes on them at all times," Belgium told Latvia. "And do not let them scare you. They will only feed off that fear."
"Jā, ma'am." Latvia held the gun in both hands, slightly nervous. Liechtenstein stood beside her brother, ready for anything the Wars had to throw at them.
Kýpros appeared in the doorway, ducking under a bullet almost instantly. He disappeared in a blur and reappeared before Seychelles. Seychelles suddenly smacked the War on the head with her cane, earning herself a yelp. Kýpros stepped back, holding his head.
"What is that made of?" Kýpros rubbed his injured head with a scowl. "Iron?"
"Actually," Seychelles sniffed. "It's titanium."
"And get away from her!" Switzerland shot twice at Kýpros, making sure to save his bullets. The War ducked under the bullets, yelping when he was smacked on the head again.
"Would you stop that?" Kýpros grabbed the cane in a tight grip.
"Let her go!" Liechtenstein kicked Kýpros in the shin as hard as she could. The War and yelped and released Seychelles' cane, crying out when she him yet again.
Netherlands grunted when Indonesië shoved him into a wall. Belgium was quick to fire, hitting the War in the knee and crippling Indonesië enough to slow her down. Indonesië was in for a big surprise when Korea suddenly dropped down on her from above, having been balancing on a pipe near the ceiling. The War cried out and attempted to punch Korea in the stomach. Korea yelped and fell back. Switzerland used the chance to shoot Indonesië before turning to help Liechtenstein and Latvia with Ukraïna.
Kýpros fell after Netherland fired a shot and was quickly replaced by Pratheṣ̄thịy. The War wrapped an arm around Seychelles' neck tightly.
"What is going on here?" Pratheṣ̄thịy demanded. "How did you get in here, ana?"
"That would be me." A strong hand grabbed Pratheṣ̄thịy and pinned him against a wall. Turkey's doppelganger towered over him. "I unlocked the windows."
"You what?" Pratheṣ̄thịy stared at the doppelganger in shock. "Why did you do that, ana?"
"Because the name isn't Türkiye," Turkey's doppelganger said. He bared his teeth in a feral grin. "It's Ottoman. And I'm yer worst nightmare"
"Was?" Switzerland asked in shock, his stomach dropping at the name.
Pratheṣ̄thịy opened and closed his mouth several times before tightening his grip on Seychelles. "You won't be able to defeat me. I'm a War, ana."
"And me?" Ottoman grabbed Pratheṣ̄thịy's wrist and closed his fist. There was an audible crack of the bone. "I'm a realm. I'm what happens when greed takes over and consumes ya. A destructive, uncontrollable force." Pratheṣ̄thịy cried out in pain, trying to yank his fist free.
"And I'll tell ya one thing," Ottoman growled, throwing Pratheṣ̄thịy to the floor. "No one hurts my Greece, and no one tells me ta hurt her. I'll give ya ten seconds."
"Ten seconds, ana?" Pratheṣ̄thịy repeated in a shaky voice.
"Not this again." Netherlands' palm connected with his forehead.
"Ta run." Ottoman grinned down at the War. "Ya've got eight seconds." Pratheṣ̄thịy was silent for a moment before he scrambled to his feet and tore out of the room. Ottoman watched him for a few more seconds then chuckled. "I'll give him five." And he tore out of the room after the War.
Belgium entered the room, having left to search for the prisoners with Latvia and Liechtenstein. Greece was the only nation following her.
"We found Macau," Belgium said in confusion. "I talked to him through the door, but when I opened it he was gone."
"Gone?" Netherlands looked around the room, noticing the lack of noise. "Where's Korea?"
"That's not the last of our worries," Switzerland said gravely, tucking his gun into his belt. "Ottoman is back."
"Great." Netherland carded his fingers through his hair. "Now we've got Wars and a murderous realm to deal with."
"I'll go talk to him," Greece said before making her way toward the door.
"Greece, no!" Switzerland grabbed the female nation by the arm. "Don't you remember what he did to you?"
"Of course I do!" Greece snapped and yanked her arm out of Switzerland's grip. "What makes you think I could ever forget?"
"Then let me come with you," Switzerland said. "Ottoman would only hurt you again."
"You can come if you want." Greece scowled. "But I can't promise you not getting hurt."
"I can take care of myself," Switzerland said firmly before following Greece out.
Latvia was trembling where he stood. "W-Where did Mr. Korea and Mr. Macau go?" he asked nervously.
"I don't know," Netherlands sighed. "But Portugal is going to kill us for losing her bebê."
o)O(o
Nihon grinned as he strode forward. China had wandered away from the other nations for just a few minutes and had found himself cornered by his former captor.
"I found you again," Nihon sang. "And now I can keep you as mine again."
China glared at Nihon from the corner he'd been backed into. "Never again," he spat. "I will never be your plaything again, aru."
"I am a War," Nihon laughed. "You are nothing more than a pathetic nation. You were unable to protect the others: Poland-chan, Denmark-kun, and your siblings. You failed to protect them, did you not?"
"Perhaps," China agreed. His eyes flicked around the room as he tried to find an escape. "But that does not mean I did no try, aru."
"But you failed," Nihon chuckled. "Can't you see? You're pathetic."
"You are the one who is pathetic." China's fists clenched. "You take advantage of defenses nations and torture them as you wish, aru."
"If you had my strength." Nihon smiled. "What would you do?"
"I would kill you," a familiar feminine voice spoke up. "For hurting my husband." And Indonesia stepped out of nowhere.
"What?" Nihon blinked in shock at the female nation.
"And our brother." Macau, Hong Kong, and Taiwan stepped forward.
"Where are you coming from?" Nihon demanded with a scowl.
"My sensei." Japan stepped up beside Indonesia, her katana held loosely at her side.
Nihon gaped at the nation he mimicked. "How?"
"Someone I barely know and don't really care to know." Mongolia stepped up beside China. Nihon turned in a circle to stare at the appearing nations.
"My caretaker and teacher, no matter how much I want to deny it." Vietnam held a pipe in her hands much like she did her rice paddle.
"My grandfather." Bauhinia stepped up beside Hong Kong, almost glued to her hip.
"A nation I have barely had the chance to meet, ana," Thailand said.
"My destroyer, da-ze," Korea said a bit too happily.
"My creator." North Korea's voice had a solemn tone to it.
China stared at the gathered Asian nations with wide eyes. Japan, Vietnam, Taiwan, Bauhinia, Hong Kong, Macau, Thailand, Indonesia, and Mongolia stood in a loose circle around Nihon.
"How did you get here?" Nihon demanded.
"We were summoned," Indonesia said with a shrug. "You'd be surprised by what restless spirits can do." China's eyes widened and his mouth fell open in shock. The wolf charm against his chest pulsed with warmth.
"Hai," Japan agreed, raising her katana.
"I met a spirit who killed hundreds of people because he was angry," Hong Kong commented. "And it was Teacher who saved me."
"And I have met a spirit who spoke of forgiveness." Indonesia crossed her arms. "And taught me to give my husband a second chance."
"If you think you can hurt Aniki, da-ze," Korea said as he and North Korea took defensive stances.
"Then you have to get through us first, ez-ad," North Korea finished.
"And it won't be easy." Vietnam hefted the pipe in her hands.
Nihon stared at the nations with a gaping mouth. It quickly turned into a scowl and he whirled around to face the Korean twins.
"I have to get through you two?" he growled.
"And us three," Taiwan pointed out, her hands on Macau's and Hong Kong's shoulders.
"The two of us." Thailand placed his hand on Vietnam's shoulder.
"And us." Indonesia grabbed her sister's hand.
"And me," Mongolia said with a shrug. "I guess."
"That makes eleven nations," Japan said. "Do you think you could do it, Nihon-kun?"
"It will be easy, Japan-chan," Nihon spat. And with that, he darted forward, managing to flip North Korea before the nation could react.
Korea jabbed Nihon in the ribs with a fist and danced back as Vietnam swung her pole at Nihon's head. Nihon yelped and stumbled back, stepping forward again when Mongolia gave him kick in the back. Hong Kong, Macau, and Taiwan each took a turn in jabbing certain pressure points before darting aside. Nihon howled in pain and fell to his knees, struggling to get back to his feet. Bauhinia punched Nihon in the nose, sending the War sprawling back.
Nihon blinked black spots out of his eyes before Indonesia came into focus. His eyes nearly crossed at the gun pointed between his eyes.
"I will only say this once," Indonesia said sweetly. "You will never touch my husband again."
China swallowed hard and stared at the nations around him. His mind was elsewhere as he tried to think of how he could perhaps return to isolation.
Mongolia winced when the gunshot rang through the room and Nihon collapsed to the ground. Indonesia turned around and lit up at the sight of China.
"Husband!" Indonesia flew forward to hug China. The older nation didn't seem as enthusiastic as he leaned away from the hug.
"Aniki, da-ze?" Korea asked curiously, helping North Korea to his feet.
"I-I do not deserve any of you," China said, tears forming in his eyes. "I killed two of you and nearly a third." Hong Kong and Korea shared a look. "What I did was unacceptable, aru."
"That may be true," Mongolia said with a shrug. "But Hong Kong cried almost every night when she had to move to Norway's house. And I don't even want to mention North Korea. He went through some kind of rebel phase and nearly burned down the house sixteen times." North Korea glared at her while Hong Kong found the ceiling a bit too interesting.
"It's cold up there," Korea whined. "I don't like it, da-ze."
"Well, Norway don't like your house," Mongolia said exasperatedly. "Why did you two get married in the first place?"
"Because she is segishan, da-ze!" Korea said happily and Thailand shook his head in disbelief.
"Aren't you always tell us to forgive and forget?" Macau asked China who nodded slowly. "Then take your own advice this time."
"Forget everything you've done," Hong Kong added.
"The fact that you're kind of a jerk when you're taking over everyone else," Taiwan said, earning herself a slap upside the head from Vietnam. "Ow!"
"And just remember how much I love you!" Indonesia was still attempting to cuddle China. "Tenho senti tanto sua falta! (I missed you so much!)"
"She's doing it again," Mongolia complained. "She's speaking Portuguese."
"Let me handle this," Macau sighed before approaching Indonesia. "Você está assustando o seu marido. (You're scaring your husband.)"
"Eu não me import, (I don't care,)" Indonesia said happily. "Ele é meu novamente. (He is mine again.)"
"Indonesia was reborn as Portugal and Slovakia's daughter," Thailand explained to China who froze. "As you can see, her temperament has changed quite a bit, ana."
"And this is her crazy twin sister who blows everything up." Vietnam pointed at Bauhinia. "Hong Kong's daughter, Bauhinia."
China's eyes widened. "Aiyah!"
"You also need to give Korea and Norway the Talk," Mongolia added. "They haven't had babies yet, and Norway keeps tying Korea up and leaving him in random places." China paled before the Asian nations nearly laughed at his reaction.
"I leave you alone for two and a half years and this is what happens?" China demanded. "You blow things up, make new nations, and get moved to the north? Aiyah! You lot are too much trouble for me.
"Korea, I cannot believe you have not had any babies yet!" Korea's eyes widened and he blushed brightly. "North Korea, I cannot believe you allowed Norway to abandon your brother like that!" North Korea just shrugged. "And Mongolia, why did you allow Norway to take over the Asian continent, aru?
"I barely know any of you," Mongolia protested. "I'm practically my own continent, I'm so isolated."
Indonesia froze and a grin spread across her face. "Uh-oh, someone just got in trouble." China gave her a strange look before continuing his rant.
"That is no excuse." He shook his finger at Mongolia. "You are the only mature on left on this continent-."
"Hey!" Vietnam protested, but China ignored her.
"I expect better out of you, aru."
"I don't even speak Chinese." Mongolia crossed her arms and rolled her eyes. "I'm practically Russian anyway."
"That does not matter!" China shouted furiously. "Japan does not speak Chinese. Nor do Korea, North Korea, Thailand, or Vietnam. Perhaps I should have just asked Japan to watch the continent while I was gone. And you!" China rounded on Japan who backed away from him. "Why are you dating a wild man, aru?"
"What are you going to do?" Mongolia interrupted the ancient nation. "Ground me for not doing what you never told me to do?" China's glare turned back to Mongolia and Hong Kong paled slightly.
"Uh. Oh."
A/N: What did you think?
Seven Years' War – (1754/156 – 1763) Prussia/England/Portugal vs. France/Spain/Sweden
Casualties: Unknown
Results: The European borders remain the same, but Spain, England, and France swap colonies between each other.