I don't have much of an author's note for this chapter besides the disclaimer O.O So yeah... enjoy I guess.
Oh yeah! Forgot to mention that every chapter will always be in Dean's POV!
Disclaimer: Don't own Supernatural or Hetalia.
"Explain, why couldn' we take the Impala?" I ask Sam, a bit annoyed at his antics. He continues walking for what seems like a long time before letting out a small sigh.
"You're not going to give up until I answer, are you?"
"No," I say flatly, "because of we took my baby we'd be at the UN building by now." We swiftly move through the insanely large group of people walking on the streets of New York. I see Sam look from side to side as if he's weary of something.
"I can't say right now."
"Oh come on Sam." I whine
"Dean, there's too many people around!" He snaps at me, "And that means too many people being suspitious."
"Well they'll be suspitious if you say it like that." I mumble to myself as we cross the street. I can see the UN building from where we stand. Multiple bright, flourescent flags flap only slightly in the breeze and they're place in a line in front of a flat looking building. But what bothers me though, is that it has a distinctive demonic feeling to it. A feeling only hunters, like Sam and I, would feel.
We cross the final crosswalk before reaching the United Nations building. So far so good, but I usher Sam to follow me to the back. There's to many security cameras and I don't feel like taking any chances of being caught. Of course I know there's cameras watching the back too, but I've noticed that they're facing away from the back enterance. Don't know why yet, but they just are and that makes it easier for us.
"Do you have your badge just in case?" I ask Sam, who's nodding slowly and examining the place with a quizical look on his face. I take a quick check to make sure the coast is clear before leasurly making my way to the door. I hear Sam's footsteps catching up behind and I turn my head towards him. He looks tense and I can see he's ready to grab his gun if neccesary. He nods his head, signaling me to open the door. I grip the brass handle on the door and slowly pull it open, cautious of any sudden attacks that may come our way. I poke my head inside and search for any inhabitors in the room at the moment. Strangely enough, no one's here. Not even a janitor.
I slip inside the whole way, pondering. Something's not right, this feels different than the demons that we've delt with over the past years. I smell the light scent of sulfur in the air, but something feel...wierd.
"Dean..." Sam's voice sounds uneasy as it echoes of the marble flooring in the room. "maybe we should've-" SLAM! The door we came in through slams shut with more force than neccesary.
'What the hell!" I yell and run to the glass door. My fingers just touch the handle when a childish screach stops me.
"No! Don't open that door!" The voice sounds all to familiar to me, I can't place who the voice belongs to, but it deffinately sounds familiar. I take my hand away from the door and swing around to see a small boy.
"S-Sealand?" Sam stutters, half surprised. Now I remember...
"Please, I beg of you Dean," Wow, the kid remembers my name, "whatever you do. Don't. Open. That. Door." He says strictly. Sealand looks scared to death and takes a few steps forward.
"And why not?" Sam asks the small boy- er- nation. Sealand looks around nervously.
"We- I- the-" He stutters uncontrolably before grabbing our hands.
"What the heck are you doing?" The next thing I know, we're being tugged across the room and towards a hallway where an elevator awaits. He presses the button and the door opens up to let us in.
"Oh...what floor was it? Think Sealand think!' He grumbles in his tiny British accent. "Ah!' He presses the tenth floor and the button lights up. It's an awkward wait. I look at Sam curiously and he just shrugs, not sure of what to think either. Sealand bounces on the balls of his feet nervously, making the elevator shake slightly.
When we reach our floor, he grabs our hands again and tugs us down the hall. At the end of the hallway, he stops at a door and points.
"They'll explain." He says shakily.
"Who'll explain?" Sam asks Sealand, but he's already disappeared. We both look at the door until Sam grabs the silver knob; hesitating just a little bit. "Only one way to find out, I guess." He turns the knob with a click, and pushes open the door. A whole group of people stop what they're doing to look at us, shocked expressions.
Then, a man sitting to the right yells, "Who the bloody hell are you?"
Yes! I finished this chapter finally xD I don't know how many floors the UN building has, so I just picked a random number xD lol. I hope this chapter was long than the other two D:
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