And the next chapter is done!

This chapter is focusing on the Nordics o.o And it's the longes so far XD Prepare for action!

This one was really tough, because of the many fight scenes and everything and I tired really hard to get into the characters, but it didn't turn out like I wanted it to at some points _ I was like thinking 'Jesus what would he do in this situation!? AAARG *brain melts*' Oh and warning! This chapter might get a little dark o.o just saying.

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(could have English-fails and bad spelling in it. Sorry about that… I'm trying really hard but its still not enough !)

Morgan was very pleased! She looked into her crystal ball, seeing all of the world right before her and her eyes started to sparkle from excitement.

"I can't believe it! So much land! So this is the whole world now?! Amazing!"

She started laughing like a happy child that just got a present. She sat back down on her throne, a big happy grin on her face.

"So many souls I can gather.. so much magic I can steal. This is great!"

She placed a finger on her lips, licking it from the pleasure she endured right now. She had so many ideas now. So many people she could enslave and so much power to gain. The thought send shivers down her spine.

"It is a shame.. That the sword is still out of my reach… but first things first. I need to gain more power for now. Hm… where do I start…?"

She looked on the world map and scanned it for some strong magic forced, when something in the north caught her eye.

"Huh…? What is this?"

She moved her fingers and the crystal ball flew right in front of her, so she could analyze everything better.

"How.. strange… that Magic is similar to Arthur's but it is not his. How.. Intriguing…"

She leaned back in her throne and looked down to the crowd of her servants. A shadow moved out of one of the hallways and made its way through the creatures, going directly through the crowd. All of them moved to the side, clearing the space as fast as they could. Those who didn't move fast enough got smacked out of the way, by a dark blade. It was a man with black metal all around his body. The steel was as dark as the night and his sword he carried sharp and deadly looking. Even his face was covered with a dark helmet, but his growling breathing could be heard under it, so whatever was behind that metal was alive.

Morgan started to smile sweetly and moved a hand through her hair.

"Take your dark knights and move out into the world. Gather me as much magic and souls as possible. You can take the 'Lurkers' with you.. OH! And I want one of your men to take a look at that magic source in the north. I want to know.. Who possesses such power and take him or her to me. Do you understand?"

The knight just nodded and turned around, his long, dark cape brushing the throne with its fabric and he moved out of the big door at the end of the hall. Morgan moved her gaze to the window, a big grin on her face.

~.:*:.~

Norway and the other Nordics sat on the big table from Sweden's house and enjoyed the time they had together. Well, almost everyone did. While Finland, Sweden, Denmark and Iceland enjoyed themselves, meaning that Iceland would strangle Denmark for something stupid he said and Finland watching with a smile and Sweden with a stern look, the light-blond nation kept looking outside the window, his face as emotionless as ever, but his thoughts were racing in his mind. That sinking feeling in his stomach got even worse as time went on. Sweden looked away from the scene in front of him and faced Norway. He knew that the nation liked to ignore Denmark, but something was off today. Something was different and he felt it.

"N'rw'y? S'mthin' b'the'ing y'?"

Finland's attention moved to Norway now and Iceland released the pressure on the Dane, making his head fall on the table, as he tried to catch his breath again.

Norway shifted uncomfortably at the attention he now had. He didn't like it, when people were staring at him like that.

"No, Swe. It's not important."

"Y' s're? I 'v b'n w'tchin' y' f'r a wh'le n'w."

"Huh? Is that true? What's the matter, Norway? Did something happen, you didn't tell us?", Finland spoke, his voice giving away his concern.

"I said it's nothing. I think I'm tired, that's all."

Denmark finally recovered and the usual loud laughter burst out of his mouth.

"Ehehe! Then what did you do the last night? Hitting on some chicks maybe?!"

"Sound like something you would do, Denmark.", Iceland interrupted, a glare coming the blonde's direction.

"What? Me? I wouldn't hit on a chick… only a BUNCH of them! AHAHA- GUARG! I-ice! S-stop I can't-Krrrch!"

Iceland already started to strangle Denmark again, a dull expression on his face.

"Stop talking about those things…"

"Krrch- N-nor-GUARG! HELP!"

A small and faint smile formed on the nations face, as he watched how his little brother took care of 'his' normal daily job of humiliating that guy.

Seeing his chance, he wanted to start a conversation again to convince Iceland to call him 'big brother', when a sudden feeling hit him with full force. He felt something moving through his body and into his fingertips, leaving a terrible coldness on his skin. He could hear whispers. Whispers that got louder and formed into screams and crying very quickly.

Please.. please… stop.. stop the pain…

It hurts!

Please.. someone.. help us…

I can't take it anymore!

Lukas was overwhelmed by the sudden loudness in his mind and stood up from his chair, his dull expression suddenly changing by the wideness of his eyes. He stumbled back a few feet, hitting a drawer nearby. Iceland let go of Denmark a second time now and looked to his 'brother', his face showing confusion just like Finland and Sweden's. All three of them stood up from their chairs, flustered by the 'emotions' on their friend's face.

What.. what is this..? Those voices… in my head…

He placed a hand on his head, his brows twitching from the headache that started to torture him. Those heartbreaking cry's.. it was terrible to listen, but they just didn't stop. They got.. louder… and louder, covering his thoughts completely.

In the meantime, everyone had gathered around the Nordic nation, deep concern in their faces. Iceland placed a hand on Norway's shoulder, feeling really uncomfortable by the others reaction. Finland was keeping a bit of distance, Sweden by his side, as they watched how Iceland tried to comfort Lukas awkwardly. Denmark was still recovering from the last strangles and got up from his chair now, blinking in realization, when everyone was surrounding Norway like that. Something must have happened. He stood in a matter of seconds and burst through Finland and Sweden.

"Woah! What's going on?!"

Iceland shook Norway a bit to get his attention, but the blond was still looking into empty space, grimacing in pain and not reacting to anything that Iceland did.

"N-norge! Norge, what's wrong? You are freaking me out….", said Iceland, trying to get a reaction. Denmark pushed Iceland to the side a bit roughly and grabbed Norway on his shoulders, shaking him in a frantically manner.

"Norge! HEY, say something!", he screamed loudly, hoping to get his friend back to reality and continued to shake him.

Suddenly all hell broke loose. Loud, animalistic screams filled the air and shortly after that, the windows crashed into thousand pieces. The loud noises mixed with Finland's screams and Sweden grabbed his 'wife' to shield him from any of those glass parts. Denmark did the same with Norway and Iceland jumped under a table to protect himself.

"Sv-SVE! What is going on?!", Finland screamed, still in total shock and struck by complete fear. Shortly after the windows got shattered, many shadows entered the house and landed on the wooden floor of the living room. They looked like little demons from old fantasy books. Their whole body was covered in black fur, long and pointy ears on their head and the skull of something similar to a goat as their head, with red glowing eyes in their sockets. Some would say, they looked like the spawns of Satan. Their claw-like hands hat long blades on their knuckles and they growled deeply as they eyed the nations in the room.

Norway felt how the air around him got even colder. Norway was very sensitive to negative energy's. His whole body started to shake, when a realization struck him.

Black magic.. Those souls.. no, it can't be.. who.. who would do something so horrible to living beings?! Who would curse them in becoming something like this?!

Norway still held his head, his mind racing. Denmark almost screamed, when he saw those things and immediately looked for a weapon to defend himself. He looked to one of the walls nearby, were Sweden hat hung up one of his war-memories. Two big axes with a shield in the middle. He grabbed one of the axes and just pulled them out of the socket and took his fighting stance in front of his friend.

"What the hell are those things!? HEY, don't come closer, or I'll slice you into pieces!"

Sweden wasn't pleased when Denmark destroyed one of his favorite decors like that, but the Dane's idea wasn't bad. Sweden didn't have his gun with him, so he grabbed one of the metal fireplace hooks to use it as a pipe. Axes were never one of his weapon choices. He preferred longer weapons usually, like spears. He pulled Finland behind him and pushed him back.

The creatures hissed and attacked with a loud scream. Denmark started to smile madly and swung the axe on the first enemy.

"Don't mess with the Nordics! I will teach you a lesson for interrupting our drinking night!"

And with that, he slammed the first monster into the next wall with lots of force, making it cry out in pain. Norway immediately covered his ears and slumped down to the ground, as Denmark and Sweden started to fight those things. Finland grabbed Iceland under the table and just got him behind the fighting nations, when he saw how Norway sat on the ground, his legs pressed against his chest and his head resting on his knees as his fingers clutched his head. Iceland and Finland rushed to his side and kneeled down right next to him. Never did Iceland nor Finland see him in such a state. Every time one of those creatures got hit, Norway would twitch and hold back a little whimper. No one know, that he heard not just the screams of those attacking creatures.. but also those voices in his head.

I can't stop it!

I' so sorry.. I 'M SO SORRY!

I.. I don't want this..

Please don't kill me!

"Vennligst stoppe det.… Vennligst..", Norway whispered. He couldn't listen to those pleads any longer. Denmark sliced on of them in half that tried to attack him, when another one jumped on his back and pressed the sharp blades into his shoulder. Denmark's eyebrows twitched, but he didn't show much more reaction to the pain he felt. He grabbed the monster at its skull and smashed it from his body and right into the wooden floor, where the skull shattered into pieces. Sweden slammed every enemy away and stayed close to Finland, so he wouldn't get hurt. More of those creatures entered the house and surrounded them completely now, making escape almost impossible.

"Fanden! Those things don't give up! Sweden, we need a plan!"

The creatures hissed and stepped closer, ignoring the dead bodies of their comrades, when they suddenly stopped, their hissing getting quiet. Denmark blinked for a moment and moved up one of his eyebrows. Why did the enemy stop?

"N..n…norge?"

Denmark and Sweden turned around now, both surprised by what they saw. Norway was standing all of the sudden, his head lowered to a point, where his eyes couldn't be seen any longer because they were covered by his blond hair completely. Suddenly he started to speak in norwegian with a voice filled with power. Everyone was taken aback by such force in the others usual quiet and calm voice.

"Jeg kaller den iskalde vinden fra nord. Hjelp meg å ødelegge disse skapningene, slik at hennes sjel endelig finner fred.

Ødelegge de onde som ligger på dem og beskytte familien min!

Spirit of the North!"

Norway's clothes and hair stared to move, like they were touched by invisible wind that blew around him. But that invisible wind suddenly formed into a strong storm that moved around his body and pushed Iceland and Finland away from him, both hitting the floor. The storm moved out and passed Denmark and Sweden and took hold of the monsters in front of them. The wind pushed them back and went freezing cold in a meter of seconds. Everyone watched how those black furry bodies started to freeze in a matter of seconds and when the storm vanished, all of the creatures have turned into solid ice just like most of the room has. Everyone just stood there, completely in shock by what they have just experienced. Slowly everyone turned to Norway, whose hands were clenched into fists, his normally dull eyes shining in a light blue from the power in his body. He started to move and walked past Denmark and Sweden, totally ignoring them and stopped in front of those now frozen creatures, placing a hand on one of the frozen skulls.

"…Utilgivelig….Det er utilgivelig.", he whispered and moved his fingers over the ice, like he was trying to comfort the frozen demon.

Sweden was the first to regain control of his body and walked to Norway, completely ignoring the aura he had right now. He had heard that Norway had some strange powers and to see that it was true surprised him a lot, but he was not just surprised but also concerned about the other. He could see by those tensed shoulders that Lukas was sad and counting one and one together gave him the answer for that sadness. It was because of those creatures that attacked them.

"Norg'... D'd y'u ki' th'm?"

The other just shook his head slowly, not turning his gaze away from what he saw in front of him.

"No… They are just unable to move for now."

Now Iceland, Finland and Denmark freed themselves from the rigidity they were in and Denmark almost carefully approached his friend.

"Woah… Norge, I didn't know you could- I mean, how did you … You're.. really freaking me out right now, man."

Iceland didn't move from where he was and he was shivering, his teeth chattering like crazy. Finland just started, only blinking a few times. He still had to process what just happened.

Denmark moved to one of the frozen creatures, his axe still in his hand.

"Amazing… I don't know how you did that, Norway, but now we can just finish them of easily!"

Denmark moved up his weapon, ready to strike, when he heard a loud scream from his friend that almost made him stumble in shock.

"NOO!", Norway's voice screamed and shortly after that a strong and cold wave of energy hit Denmark and send him flying into the next wall. The crash was painful and knocked some air out of the Dane's lungs, but it wasn't something he couldn't recover from quickly. He slowly stood up again, shaking his head to clear his vision and looked to the axe he had lost in the short flight. He head Norway's voice again, still screaming.

"You will NOT touch them!"

Denmark looked back up, his words getting stuck in his throat that he wanted to say, when he saw that enraged look on Norway's face. His hand was still in casting position, stretched out in Denmark's direction. His eyes were glowing in a bright blue now, his anger sparkling through them even more. Denmark gulped and stayed where he was right now, so he wouldn't enrage the other more. Such an expression was new to Denmark and it scared the hell out of him!

~.:*:.~

He moved up his hands.

"Alright alright. I-i won't touch them, ven. Alright?"

Sweden shook his head a bit and moved to Norway to place a hand on the others shoulder. Norway relaxed a bit and moved his arm back down, his eyes returning to normal.

He looked to Sweden and gave him a small nod, before turning back to the frozen statues in front of him.

"Those creatures are not our enemies. They are normal people with a curse on them. Killing them.. is like we would kill innocent humans."

Denmark just got back to his feet, when Norway's words struck him like a train in full speed. His eyes widened when he understood what Norway was trying to tell him. He looked to the axe on the ground, some blood still on the blade from the few creatures he had slain.

"Y..y..you are joking, right?"

Norway shook his head a bit and closed his eyes.

"I.. I couldn't tell you earlier. I… I was kind of.."

He placed a hand on his head and grimaced for a brief moment. Those voices had stopped, now that those creatures are frozen solid, but the memory would not fade so easily. And when the spell disappears, he would maybe hear them again.

"Distracted…", he finished the last sentence finally and gave a long sigh. Finland moved to Norway's side and Lukas turned around to Iceland, who still stood at the same spot than before, his body still shaking wildly. Norway moved to his side and placed a hand on the others shoulder.

"Ice. Ice calm down. You are save now."

Ice just looked at Norway, his violet eyes still wide from what he had experienced.

"What… how…? Nor.."

Lukas gave a small sigh and pulled his brother into an embrace, to give him something to lean on. Normally Iceland would try to free himself from such 'brotherly love' but he didn't really care this time. It was all to much for the boy right now. He couldn't process what he had seen just now. Norway had some powers, he never knew about and seeing Denmark and Sweden in action.. it was kind of terrifying for him.

"So.. what now? You said those things are cursed humans? Can't you do something for them, Norge?", Finland asked now, staying close to Sweden and examining his body for wounds.

Norway eyed the statues again and gave a long sigh.

"Sadly, I can't… I don't know what cursed them… or who."

You would like to know, wouldn't you?

Norway winced when he heard the voice in his head. It wasn't the voice from one of those cursed humans. It was a dark one.. A voice that send shivers down his spine. Norway scanned his surroundings for the source of the words that he had just heard. He grabbed Iceland and shoved him behind his back to shield him from harm.

"Who are you?! Show yourself!"

A dark laugh echoed through the room, when suddenly a dark cloud formed in front of the nations and turned into the shape of a man. A man in black armor that covered his whole body and face.

He pulled out his black and sharp sword and a shield and started to move in a dangerously slow manner in Norway's direction.

"I am one of the black knights... and you will be coming with me."

Denmark suddenly stepped in the others way, his axe balanced in his one hand.

"I don't think so, Skiderik! Get any closer to my buddy and I will SLICE you into pieces!"

Norway just watched the scene in front of him, blinking in surprise.

Denmark… you idiot.

The knight didn't seem very threatened by those words and kept on moving. He moved the sword to the ground and dragged it over the wooden floor, leaving a deep carving in it. The blade was really strong and extremely sharp how it seemed and it made Norway kind of nervous now. Denmark still didn't move away, no he did the opposite! He launched at the knight now, shouting a loud battle cry. He smashed the axe down on the enemy, but he just pulled up his shield and blocked the attack without any difficulties. Denmark jumped back and started another attack, but the knight blocked every blast the other released on him.

What the?! How is this possible?! He can withstand the power of my attacks?!

The knight chuckled darkly by the failed attempts of the blond to hurt him.

"Is that all you got? How disappointing."

"Why YOU-"

Denmark charged again, his axe ready for the blow when he saw two red eyes staring at him from the shadow of the helmet. He saw a flash of red and suddenly felt how his whole body stiffened. He just stopped his movements completely, his eyes wide in shock and the axe ready for the blast, but he didn't finish his attack. He just stood there like a statue, his body twitching at some points.

Wh..wh..what is going on? I.. I can't.. move…

His mouth was open, but he couldn't even speak. He was paralyzed… that man paralyzed him!

The knight moved in front of the Dane and Denmark was sure he could see a big smile on the others face, even though his whole face was covered in metal. He grabbed the axe and smashed it out of the others hand, leaving him unarmed and still not able to move a centimeter. Sweden wanted to attack now, but the knight made a swift move with his hand and dark magic took hold of the big nation and formed chains all around his body. Sweden fell to the ground with a gasp and tried to wiggle himself free, but it was futile.

"Sve!"

Finland tried to loosen the chains, but it was impossible for him. They only got tighter, the more he tried to move them. The knight grabbed Denmark's neck now and lifted the paralyzed body into the air now. He tightened the grip with his black gloves and started to choke the other.

Norway knew he had to do something! He would use magic on the other, but Denmark was to close to the knight and would possibly get hit, too! Everything had happened to fast for him! His mind started to race, as he heard these awful choking noises from his friend.

He knew that Finland wouldn't be able to do something, just like Iceland who was still shivering like hell and hiding behind him. He also knew that this wasn't a normal human in front of him. His whole body was infected by black magic and he could actually be able to injure a nation pretty badly. His eyebrows started to twitch in frustration. He watched, as the knight started to raise his sword to smash it into the others body. He had to do something and FAST!

"No, STOP!", Lukas screamed, hoping the other would react to it. To his surprise, the knight really lowered the weapon again, his red eyes now focusing on the light-blond nation again.

"You.. you want me to go with you, right? If I do.. will you leave the others in this room alone?"

Norway knew that he would put himself in a lot of danger, but his whole family was more important, right now. And even though he would never say it out loud, he cared a lot for those people. Especially Iceland and Denmark. He also wanted to know, what the knight had to do with everything and who was responsible for those creatures. Maybe he would get the answers this way. The knight put the sword back into its holder, but still choked Denmark with his one hand, which was already getting pretty pale from the lack of air.

"Yes, I will. But only, if you don't try anything stupid."

Norway shook his head a bit.

"I won't… I promise."

Those words seem to satisfy the knight for now, so he let go of Denmark, who fell to the ground and started to gasp and cough violently.

Finland and Iceland just started at Norway in shock.

"N-norge! What are you doing?!", Finland screamed, but didn't dare to move from where he was right now.

"Trust me. I know what I'm doing.", Norway just answered, his eyes always focused on the black knight in front of him, who moved closer to him now.

"B…b…big brother…?"

Norway looked over his shoulder to see Iceland behind him. The youngest nation was staring at him, his eyes filled with fear and worry. Norway had never seen him like this. And Iceland had never said 'Big brother' to him from his own accord before. It brought a small and gentle smile on the others face.

"Don't worry, Iceland. I'll be fine."

Yes.. he would be fine. He would be fine…

The knight stood in front of Norway now and grabbed him with his strong hands. He pushed Iceland away from him and made him hit a wall. The knight looked to the creatures in the room and started speaking in a strange and old language. The ice suddenly started to melt and burst into pieces, freeing the demons from their prison. It took them a moment to recover, but they ran to their master's side, making sure that no one would dare to attack him.

Denmark tried to move in the meantime, but his body was still not obeying his commands. He had to watch just like the others, how Norway was grabbed by the other and how his arm pinned him to the dark armor. Sweden had already given up to fight against those chains and looked up to Norway, who returned his gaze. Sweden could see how the other moved his lips, forming words with them. Sweden understood what Norway was trying to tell him, before the darkness formed around him and the knight, the smoke covering the whole room and when it was gone, only the four Nordic nations remained in the room.

The chains on Sweden's body disappeared shortly after and Denmark could finally move again. Sweden slowly stood up, Finland supporting his 'wife' a bit.

Denmark just stared on the ground, where Norway just stood a few seconds ago.

"Norge… He is.. gone…"

Shortly after that, Iceland just collapsed, making Denmark jump in surprise.

"H-hey! Ice! What's wrong?!"

Denmark ran to his side and started to shake the other. He went unconscious…

"It was to much for him… ", Finland whispered and Sweden gave a small nod.

"Y's."

He moved his gaze to Finland, looking the other into his eyes.

"S-sve? What is it?"

"H'lp Ice."

He turned around then and walked to the hallway, leaving behind a really confused Finland.

"W-wah? S-sve! Where are you going?"

"D'ing what N'rg' told m' t' do."

He stopped in front of a desk, picked up the phone and started to press numbers. Not many people knew, but Sweden was very good in lip-reading. He could easily identify what Norway tried to tell him.

'Call England'

(To be continued...)

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Translations:

Vennligst stoppe det.… Vennligst.. = Please stop this.. please..

Fanden! = Damnit!

Jeg kaller den iskalde vinden fra nord. Hjelp meg å ødelegge disse skapningene, slik at hennes sjel endelig finner fred.

Ødelegge de onde som ligger på dem og beskytte familien min!

I call the icy wind from the north. Help me to destroy these creatures, so that their souls finally find peace.

Destroy the evil that is on them and protect my family!

Utilgivelig….Det er utilgivelig = Unforgivable.. it is unforgivable.

Ven = Friend

Skiderik! = means 'motherfucker' XD