Frightening Felines

Chibi Canada looked down and took a deep breath. "I'm r-really sorry about this…" Canada stared at the Chibi in confusion. "What are you talking about?" The miniature Canadian looked up at him with sad violet eyes and waved his hand.

Canada wanted to ask more questions, to figure out what the chibi was talking about, but before he could, a sharp pain radiated from his temple and he was suddenly seeing spots. The Canadian reached out blindly trying to grab onto something, the last thing Canada saw before blacking out was his chibi self looking at the ground, as another figure loomed over him.

Maple…why me?

Canada thought as he slipped into unconsciousness.

"This is stupid."

"Romano stop moving so much!"

"Is there any other way to do this?"

Romania shook his head at the trio. "I'm afraid not."

Romano, Netherlands, and Prussia were all squeezed together in the small chalk circle Romania had drawn in the middle of the floor. "Can't you just make the damn circle bigger bastard?"

Romania shook his head. "No all of these things have to be exact if I change something the spell may not work. In fact I'm not entirely sure if it will work with three people." Romania smiled at the three.

Romano glared at Romania, and Prussia accidentally elbowed Netherlands in the side. "What happens to us if this doesn't work?" He asked.

Romania shrugged his shoulder and flipped through his book. "A lot of things could happen actually," Romania adjusted his black cape, and turned around. "You guys could end up getting separated and sent to different dimensions, or someone could lose a limb or an organ. Oh and there's always the chance that you three merge together into one mutated being."

Romano continued to glare at Romania. "Are you serious?"

"Oh I almost forgot about the possibility of one of you disappearing, but that's not very likely. Most likely you'll just lose a few toes."

"Um I'm not sure I want to do this." Netherlands voiced everyone's thoughts. Prussia and Romano nodded in agreement, but before any of them could do, something Romania began chanting and the chalk began glowing.

"Oh fuck!" Romano backed away from the edge of the circle when the chalk turned purple. However due to the lack of space, he bumped into Prussia, who bumped into Netherlands, who almost fell out of the circle. Luckily, the tall blonde caught himself before he stepped out of the circle. Balanced precariously on one foot, Netherlands was desperately trying to regain his balance, and he had almost done it, but Prussia sneezed and threw the Dutch nation off Balance again.

Netherlands right foot landed on the outside of the circle. Romania's chanting grew louder. The circle glowed brighter, and then Romania stopped speaking and the three nations were enveloped in a bright purple light.

Romania was satisfied with himself, that is until he realized that Netherlands foot was outside of the circle, but at that point, it was too late. In the next few seconds, Prussia Romano and Netherlands were gone. Romania and the chalk circle on the floor were the only things remaining in the quiet room.

Canada's eyes opened and he slowly looked around the room he was in, his thoughts were hazy and he couldn't see straight. As Canada slowly began to focus on things, he noticed that the floor was covered in different types of cat toys…

The Canadian shook his head and tried to sit up, only to discover that he was tied down. Canada immediately began to panic, and thrashed wildly against his restraints.

Canada stilled when he heard the sound of footsteps. Someone was walking towards him; their steps were even and measured. Canada grew nervous with each dull thud he heard meeting the cold ground.

Canada was afraid, there was no doubt about it, if the restraints were not holding him back he would have bolted out of the room as fast as his long legs could take him, but the restraints were there and he could not move.

Canada took a deep breath and began to count the seconds ticking by, as the steps grew closer. One. I am going to die.

Two.

Three. Whoever it is will shoot me.

Four.

Five.

Six. And feed my remains to some animal.

Seven.

Eight. Or maybe they'll torture me.

Nine.

Ten.

Eleven.

Twelve. I remember that movie I watched with Al.

Thirteen.

Fourteen. They pulled out the guy's fingernails one by one.

Fifteen.

Sixteen. Chopped off his ear.

Seventeen.

Eighteen. Ripped out his tongue.

Nineteen.

Twenty.

Twenty-one. Put his hands into a pot of boiling water.

Twenty-two. Canada was trembling at this point, and he wondered how big this room was.

Maybe his death would be quick.

Probably not…

The steps were closer now; he was positive that the person was coming from his left.

When Canada reached the Twenty-fith, second he did not hear a step. Instead, Canada heard a tinkling noise like that of a bell, then the sound of someone sliding. Finally a loud thud as if someone had fell to the floor.

"Ow that hurt!"

"W-what who's there?" Canada was pretty sure that it was the voice of a female, but definitely not one he recognized.

"Ugh why does she have all of this clutter down here, and she never turns on the light!" The voice grumbled, and Canada heard shuffling, before the footsteps started again walking in his direction.

Prussia sat up and clutched his head. "Mein gott…what happened?" Prussia looked around the unfamiliar room and noticed Romano lying a few feet away from him. He slowly stood up, walked over to Romano, and nudged the Italian with his foot.

Romano groaned and rolled away from Prussia's foot. "Leave…me alone…bastard." He grumbled, trying to return to his peaceful slumber.

"Come on Roma you need to wake up." Romano slowly cracked open his eyes and glared at Prussia. "What the hell do you want bastard?" He slowly sat up.

Prussia walked across the room, and picked up Canada's things. "Do you know where Netherlands is?"

Romano slowly stood up and continued to glare at Prussia. "I just woke up how the hell would I know?" Prussia ignored the Italian's rude comment and looked around the room. "Well looks like we have to find him and Birdie."

Romano groaned, and Prussia grabbed his arm pulling him towards a door. "Come on Roma." Romano reluctantly followed the albino stopping only when he saw a very familiar looking man standing across the room.

Prussia turned around to see what was bothering the Italian, and he followed Romano's gaze to a tall blonde all the way across the room.

"Does that look like…?" Prussia nodded his head. "He sure does, who do you think he is?"

Romano shrugged his shoulders; he had no idea where they were so he definitely didn't know who this strange person that looked like Germany was.

"Oi potato look-a-like where are we?" Romano yelled across the room. Germania looked over his shoulder and stared at the Italian with a raised eyebrow. "Really another one…I am Germania…." The tall blonde trailed off when his eyes landed on Prussia.

Germania tensed up when he saw Prussia. "…it's you…" Romano furrowed his brow and stared at Germania. "What the hell are you talking about Potato look-a-like?"

Germania shook his head and turned away from the two nations. "I-it's nothing…follow me if you want to find your friend." Germania began walking, not even checking to see if the two nations were following him.

Romano and Prussia shared a look then quickly followed the man. "How did you know we were looking for our friend?" Prussia watched the man warily.

Germania didn't answer. "Where is he?" Romano asked quickly becoming frustrated.

Germania walked faster and climbed out the window. "Come on I'll take you two along the short cut." Prussia shrugged and followed Germania, Romano climbed out of the window as well, but he grumbled about it.

Germania led the two through a small patch of forest and turned around once they reached a small clearing. "Do you see that road?" Germania pointed to a yellow brick road. "Follow it and it will take you straight to the village and you will find your friend."

Prussia looked at the yellow brick road. "Are you serious?" When he turned back around Germania was quickly walking away. "Hey where are you going?"

Germania didn't look back, or answer Prussia's questions; he just sped up and disappeared into the forest. Romano glared at his retreating form. "Weird bastard."

Prussia shrugged his shoulders and turned back to the yellow brick road. "Well I guess we should get going if we want to find birdie."

Romano nodded his head and started walking down the road, Prussia walking next to him. Prussia still had Canada's hoodie, toothbrush, and scarf in his arms, and it was beginning to get uncomfortable holding all of these things. "Hold up Roma." Prussia stopped, and put the hoodie on, wrapped the scarf around his neck and placed the toothbrush in his pocket.

Romano rolled his eyes. "Hurry up bastard." He began walking again, and Prussia ran to catch up with Romano.

The pair walked in silence for a while until Romano looked up at Prussia. "D-do you think we will find Matteo soon?" He asked softly. In the short time that he had known, him Romano had grown very attached to the timid little Canadian. It was nice to be around someone who wasn't loud like the rest of the nations he knew.

Prussia wasn't sure, he desperately hoped that they would find the Canadian soon, but he didn't know. "I'm sure we will Roma." He said with a confident grin. He had to be strong for them, if he wasn't then Romano would lose all hope, and they would never find Canada.

Romano nodded his head, and the two continued to travel in silence. "Did you hear that?" Romano slowed down and looked at Prussia.

The Prussian stopped to stare at his friend. "Hear what?" Romano furrowed his brow and glared at Prussia. "How did you not hear that?"

"Roma I don't hear any-" Romano quickly hushed Prussia and pointed to the bushes, were a rustling noise was coming from.

"Oh, I hear it now." Romano shushed the annoying nation and edged away from the bushes. "I think there's something in there…it sounds really big." He said nervously.

Prussia smiled. "Oh calm down Roma, I'm sure it's nothing." Romano shook his head. "No way there is something in there and it's probably going to attack and eat us."

Prussia chuckled and grabbed Romano's arm. "Come on Roma, it's nothing probably just a little squirrel or something." Romano looked at Prussia nervously but walked with the Prussian, down the road, and as they got closer to the spot where the rustling came from he grew more, and more nervous.

When the Italian saw something leap out of the bush he screamed, and jumped into Prussia's arm. "AAAH SAVE ME, PLEASE SAVE ME DON'T LET IT EAT ME!"

"Hello there." Canada was startled when he suddenly saw a female standing over him. Well he assumed that it was a female, the room was dark and all he could see was long red hair.

"U-um hello." He said nervously. The person smiled at Canada and began untying his restraints. "I'm sorry about the way you were treated, and I know you're probably confused, but I'll explain things later." Canada wasn't sure about this person, but whomever it was seemed nice, and was helping him so he decided to trust the mystery person.

The red haired person finished untying the restraints and helped the Canadian to his feet. "Watch your step lad; there are a lot of…things in this room." Canada nodded his head and let his rescuer lead him away from his prison.

Canada couldn't see a thing, but his rescuer obviously knew where to go. After walking a few feet in the darkness red headed mystery person turned around and shushed Canada. "You're going to have to make sure you're extra quiet now, okay. If we get caught she will be very angry."

Once again, Canada noticed the emphasis on she, but decided that escaping was more important at the moment. He was also very sure in his ability to be quiet. He nodded his head in confirmation and followed his savior, up a staircase.

The pair paused for a second, and his guide stopped to listen at the door. The person gestured for Canada to follow and quickly darted out into the hall. Canada followed staying close to his rescuer, while she crept around the corner to make sure the coast was clear.

Canada followed the red hair woman; now that he was in the light, he could clearly see that it was a woman. Creeping around corners and ducking as they traveled through the building became increasingly easy as Canada got used to it. However, he became too lax, and as he was traveling around another corner to meet up with his guide, he saw a person walk by.

Canada didn't see it as a big deal, he was practically invisible to most people, but the person looked so familiar and the Canadian found himself frozen in place. "It's you!" He yelled out, causing his rescuer to glare at him. "What the hell are you doing?" She hissed, but Canada had already gained the attention of the blonde he had seen walking down the hall.

It was Germania. The tall blonde winced and turned to look at Canada. Recognition flashed across Germania's face. "What are you doing out here?!" He yelled in shock, drawing the attention of other people in the building.

The red haired woman growled. "Damnit Matthew!" She grabbed his arm and started running.

Canada stumbled over his own feet, as he tried to keep up with the woman. "Ah s-slow down." He called out. The woman tightened her grip and ran faster. "We can't slow down unless you want them to catch you, and whatever you do don't look back!"

He ran faster to keep up with the woman and fought the urge to look back, it was hard and he found himself looking over his shoulder. "I said don't look back!" Canada squeaked at the woman's loud assertive voice and ran even faster.

Canada could hear the sound of people pursuing him, but he was too afraid to look back. So the Canadian ran as fast as his legs would carry him, and did his best to keep up with his rescuer.

"Come on the door is up ahead!" The red headed woman called over her shoulder. Canada sped up, and felt a wave of relief watch over him, when he saw the door come into view.

The pair dashed through the door, and continued running. Canada was very shocked to see golden gates ahead of him. 'What are we in that place I saw with Rome earlier?' He thought to himself.

Canada began to question how they would get out when the gates were closed, but two other women appeared by the gate, and it opened. The poor little Canadian didn't know how much more of this he could take, but his red headed rescuer gave his hand a reassuring squeeze, and continued to pull him along.

Prussia walked down the road with Romano held tightly in his arms.

"Prussia." The albino smiled down at his Italian friend. "Yes Roma." Romano looked down then back up at Prussia. "I just want you to know that I hate you."

Prussia grinned. "I love you to Roma." Romano glared at the ex-nation. "No I mean it, I hate you with all of my heart. In fact I wish that there were twenty-five hours in a day, so that I could hate you for even longer."

The Prussian ruffled Romano's hair. "I hate you all the time, I hate everything about your stupid un-awesome albino-ness." He said firmly. "Don't blame me, it's not my fault that you're afraid of little kitties."

"I thought it was a dangerous beast." Romano grumbled in his defense.

"Yeah a super dangerous little kitty cat." Prussia laughed.

Romano pouted and hit Prussia in the arm. "Shut up and put me down bastard."

Prussia shook his head. "Nope I have to protect you Roma." He grinned at the Italian. "There are a lot of dangerous beast around here."

Romano rolled his eyes. "You're never gonna let that go are you?" Prussia shook his head and Romano groaned. "Damn bastard, just walk faster."

Prussia laughed. "Hey look I think that's the village!"

"Hello Matthew." Canada's rescuer was still standing by his side, and in front of him, in the same clearing he had been captured in were two other women. One with short brown hair, cut in a bob style, and dark brown eyes. The other was a woman with long black hair pulled back into a ponytail and very gentle looking green eyes. That were a gentle calm color.

"W-who are you people?" The three women shared a look with each other and then looked to Canada. "It'd probably be best if you referred to me as Ancient Egypt." The woman with the short brown hair said. "And I would be Ancient Greece." The woman with the ponytail chimed in.

Canada's rescuer placed a hand on his shoulder. "And I'm Ancient Britain, I suppose you already met that idiot Rome right?" She asked. Canada sighed and nodded his head. Now that he thought about it the woman did look a lot like Britain, especially the eyes. And the other two looked like there descendants as well.

"And I bet he didn't explain anything to you." Canada nodded his head in response. "Well I guess it's up to us then. This make take a while Matthew, why don't you sit down."

A/N:This chapter took me a while, my computer decided to be an ass and not only kick me off, but delete all my work. So not only did I have to rewrite this I also had school work to rewrite -_-* tis a wonderful world. Anyways on a happier note, I have 20 reviews :D I love you guys so much!