Chapter 13, Revealing
The rest of the chase resulted into a fatigued and tired group of countries, England being the worst of the group. As they finally stopped at the office of the mansion they entered, England collapsing to the floor and covering his face with his hands; shaking. The room was silent and thick with a tension that could only be cut with a butcher knife.
"Shit...Shit,"mumbled England, "Damn you, you fucking bastard".
"Ok," said Prussia, sitting in front of England, "Vhat did zhe idiot do?"
England looked up from his hands, his eyes losing the bright color they once had,
"He bloody used the rest of his life force to stall the monsters," he put his hands back on his face, "He just bloody killed himself, fucking idiot".
Prussia went quiet for a few minutes, the silence was suffocating.
"Wait a minute," said Scotland suddenly, "How do ye know London when we don't?"
Silence continued, the rest of the countries waiting for the answer of the albino; being that this never was never pointed out before now. Prussia stayed silent, looking at each and every nation before sighing.
"Alright," he finally said,"I did know London before you guys did, it was a long time ago".
It was deep into evening, the young Prussia was exploring the new land that France had discovered; without telling him of course. The awesome Prussia does't have to tell anyone of his awesome intentions.
"Excuse me, but who are you?"
Prussia turned to see a messy blond with forest green eyes, two actually; one had a darker version of green.
"I am zhe awesome Prussia!"
One of the blond's nose scrunched up,
"Your a rude bastard".
The other chuckled, both were wearing a sort of cloak; one carrying a bow and arrow, one carrying a sword.
"I'm Albion, or England. Whatever, that's what Frog said," said the one who called him a bastard.
"I'm Camelot, though; one of the soldiers called me London, or something like that not exactly sure," said the one who chuckled.
Prussia started to put together who Frog was,
"Kesesesese, so you've met Frany-pants; have you met Spain?"
"The brown one with the, umm, churros?" said London.
"Ja".
England rolled his eyes,
"Yeah, we've met him; fucking cheery bastard".
That was the start of the friendship between the Kirkland twins and Prussia.
Seven Years War: 1762
"Gilbert, we did this right?" asked England, looking left and right at the battle. They had won this one, a few steps closer until they won this war; again.
"Ja, we totally wrecked zhis place with our awesomeness! More my awesomeness of course! Kesesesesesese," said Prussia, putting his hand on his hips.
"You two aren't having too much fun without me are you?"
They both looked to see London, smirking at them in his British uniform and barely putting his sword back in it's sheath.
"I don't think that's possible William," joked England.
The three of them laughed as they looked back at the battlefield; content showing on their faces after hours of fighting.
"You think this is going to end soon?" asked London suddenly.
"Eh? Vhat Will? I'm sure we will win zis, I mean zhey may have more allies but-"
"No, not that. All this, fighting and such. Collecting territories, battling others over land, all this...Do you think if that happens, do think we're going to fade?"
"I don't know Will," admitted England,"It is getting sort of tiring isn't it?"
Prussia shrugged,
"Ja, I guess it is tiring. But, in zhe mean time. Let us bask the world in our awesomeness!"
"And zat vas it," said Prussia; finishing his story.
"Eh? But what about when you disappeared?"
Prussia frowned, rubbing his forehead, until he finally snapped his fingers,
"Oh! Ja ja".
It finally came, the country of Prussia was not a country anymore. The two Kirkland brothers were at the basement, near a pentagon circle. They had overheard from Germany that he couldn't find Prussia anywhere, not even in his room, at his favorite bar, or even hanging out with Spain and France. Plus another hundred different things that Prussia should have been doing.
"Ready Will?"
"Yes, lets do this".
Together, they chanted in latin,
"Hell, heaven. We ask to do this, bring back our friend; the albino pest. Come back as human, comeback as man. Raise the gates of the dead, and bring this one back. Bring this soldier, the one who fought till death; bring us this one, and dare not, no other".
The bright green light faded, and in the center of the circle; the Prussian stood, blinking.
"Whoah, zat vas not awesome"
The silents was broken with cries of joy as the twins hugged both sides of the Prussian, laughter filled the room as the three friends talked over what happened. Relief filled the room as the spell had not backfired in some way. Take that Scotland!
"You know, what were you guys talking about? The black blood, n' stuff," asked America.
Scotland answered the question,
"That can only mean someone has..." Scotland faltered.
"Yessss, that means someone possessed dear London and Hungary~"
The nations jumped to find a smirking London, however. His eyes were black, and his grin was filled with spots of black blood.
England cursed,
"You. Jack the fucking ripper, I thought I took care of you a long time ago".
Jack shrugged, twirling a scalpel between his fingers. Till he suddenly stabbed England in the heart, an insane grin filling his face.
"Join your brother love, you got rid of me once. You won't again~"
"ENGLAND!" Every nation shouted, in alarm. Some even letting out a few tears.
"Arthur.." whispered Scotland.
Silence filled the room, each and every thing in the area was silent.
"You know, for the nations who kept insulting us. I'm surpassed you cared this much".
The nations looked up to a smirking London and England, his eyes were back to normal too; Hungary also was on the floor laughing.
"W-What?"
London, England,and surprisingly Prussia bursted out laughing.
"Kesesesesese, you unawesome people have been had! Kesesesesesesesesesesese!"
"Dude! What the heck?! I don't get it!"
"It was a prank America, look. Jeff come here," he motioned to the man with the hoodie.
"Hi, the name's Aki. I'm the witch who played Jeff the Killer," he, or know known as she, said.
Slenderman came up behind them, and so the nations screamed "Watch out!"
"Don't worry about, you alright up in there Fritz?" asked England.
"Indeed, that was fun".
"Kesesese, see? That's why I keep pranking people old man!"
"Hahahaha, face it guys. You just got pranked. On that note, what day is it today?" asked London.
England checked his watch (which the other nations didn't know he had on),
"It's Thursday".
London and England yelped in alarm,
"Holly tardis, Doctor Who!"
And so they ran to the nearest telly and switched it to doctor who, the very first episode playing.
"Wait a minute Fritz? Hungary? Prussia What's going on-"
"Shut up ye bloody idiot, Doctor Who is on!" said Scotland. Joining the brothers, who had some how summoned popcorn. Prussia was at the foot of the couch, Ireland was next to London who was next to England who was next to Scotland, who was also next to Wales. The other nations just shrugged, getting to the couch and enjoying the show; the popcorn passing around. Not a bad way to end a prank.
A/n: There you go, for those who've been asking! I think some of you got trolled, ah well. I own nothing except the story and London, Review, favorite, or follow. Cheerio!