=Note= Hello again~ Are ya'll ready for the epicness? I know I am! This chapter will be almost as awesome as Prussia!

Prussia: Please, I'll always be more awesome! I'm so ho I can kiss myself! Kesesese~

I know right!? Anyways, I'll shut up now. If none of ya'll have ever seen 'Tik Tok Parody', the one with the Hetalia cosplayers you should take a look at it on YouTube! Those guys look like they're having soooo much fun! It's awesome!

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia…sadly

=IAL=

British Butler

Chapter 10: My Butler, Home Invasion

"What do you think, Berwald? About holding off until tomorrow that is."

Berwald watches a rather large home with a calculating look, a scowl on his otherwise blank face. He blinked, slowly turning to the others who were watching him expectantly.

"'e at'ack to'ight in'tead," he darkly said, turning on his heel with his cloak swishing behind him. Matthias let out a howl of pleasant glee, his grin taking up his entire face with a sinister gleam in his eye.

"I can see why," Lukas said. "They're vulnerable now. If we catch them by surprise it'll end quickly."

"Oh my, but we don't have a plan," Tino said, looking nervous. "We can't just barge in here recklessly. That sounds like something Matthias would tell us to do."

"We'll c'me up with a pl'n," Berwald mumbled.

"Well, I don't know about you but I'm out," Matthias said with a sigh, summoning his axe. "I say just go for it. The only supernatural being is this Arthur. We can take him and the humans down without a problem."

"It's killing me slowly to admit this but Matthias' right," Emil said with an irritated sigh. "We're to go in, kill this 'Arthur' and burn down the house, leaving the humans to suffer. I'd rather do this quick."

"Fine then," Lukas smoothly said. "Francis also wants the boy. I'll go along with Emil to collect him. Berwald and Tino, maybe you two should go and find Arthur-"

"I wanna find Arthur!" Matthias whined.

"Fine!" Lukas snapped in irritation. "Matthias find and kill Arthur. Berwald and Tino, wy don't you search the house for anything valuable. What the Frenchman paid us wasn't enough in my opinion. Letting all the valuable stuff go to waste I a burning home would be a shame."

Without saying much else, Lukas jumped out of the trees and sprinted towards the house.

"Alright! Time for a blood bath!" Matthias whooped.

Emil followed wordlessly and Tino looked at Berwald meekly.

"What if we run into a problem?" he asked the other.

"Then we'll h've to f'ght," Berwald said before following the others.

Tino stood there for a minute. The cold winter breeze flew through his hair, making him shiver slightly. He looked up at the dark grey sky, watching as the snowflakes danced down on the earth. Sighing and pulling his coat tighter around himself, he jumped down and followed the others.

What he didn't know was that a few wolves were watching them.

=IAL=

"When should we go in, amigo?" a large wolf with chocolate brown fur asked.

"Shut up, idiot!" another hissed. "Stupid tomato bastard!"

"Guys, we shouldn't be arguing," a female wolf with blonde fur said.

The two continued to argue.

Another male with blonde fur grunted, dark blue eyes glaring at the other two. Both stopped their bickering, ears down and tails between their legs.

"N-No need to get violent, amigo!" the Spanish wolf whined.

"Look guys!" the female said. The other's followed her trail of sight. They saw the taller vampire bust the windows, the shatter of glass filling the air. He jumped into the hole, apparently inside.

"Damn it! They're inside!" Lovino said. "Come on! We have to go now!"

"Let's go!" Antonio said before the four charged towards the mansion.

=IAL=

The door slowly creaked open into the dark room. Light feet padded towards the sleeping child tucked away. He slept peacefully, not aware of the danger that he was in.

"Hm," Lukas grunted. "So this is the boy he wanted me to spare. He's quite adorable."

"We need to hurry," Emil said in irritation. "Stop playing around and get to it!"

"Calm down, little brother," Lukas said with a sigh. "And I see that someone's jealous." He looked down at the boy again, face unreadable."

"Shut up!" Emil snapped, face dusting a light pink. "I'm not jealous!"

Lukas slowly kneeled down beside Alfred, slowly brushing the hair from his forehead with graceful fingers. "If it were up to me, I'd take this child myself."

"Why a human child?" Emil whispered, stepping into the room and closing the door. "He will be of no use to us and a burden."

"That is why we should change him," Lukas said with a serious tone. "We could always kill Francis too."

"I will have none of that!" Emil quietly snapped. "Besides…the boy's already one of us, isn't he? At least that's what I've heard."

"A half-bred," Lukas said, petting the boy's hair. "He will not live long unless we change him."

"Lukas!" Emil snapped. "Just get the damn kid and let's go!"

Lukas sighed and scooped Alfred into his arms. Before they could escape through the window, the door burst open. Both vampires hissed lightly before their eyes adjusted to the bright lights. There in the doorway stood an Asian man with a bow and arrow in his hands.

He had a serious look on his face, brows wrinkled with hard pressed lips.

"You will let Alfred-sama go or pay the price," he said, loading an arrow in the bow. "I am known for my sharp shooting skills. That and I was trained by Arthur-sempi."

"Geez, this Arthur must be really good," Emil mumbled to his brother.

"Here, take the boy," Lukas said, shoving a still sleeping Alfred in his brother's arms.

"Wha-"

"I'll hold him back. You take the boy to Francis. He's waiting in town close to the docks."

"Where is Francis taking him?" Kiku asked. More like demanded.

"I know nothing of his business," Lukas coolly said, slowly drawing his sword. "I am only here to complete a job. Not to get caught in your family affairs."

Kiku's eyes grew when he saw Emil heading towards the window. He quickly aimed the arrow at the other, all of his focus leaving his opponent. Lukas took the chance, moving at lightning speed, slicing through Kiku. Kiku gasped in shock and pain, holding his side where a rather large gnashes flowing with crimson red, falling to his knees. Lukas appeared in front of him, quickly backhanding Kiku through the wall.

Kiku rolled a good distance, wobbly getting back on his feet. He aimed his arrow, shooting a volley of them at Lukas who continuously disappeared and reappeared. Lukas swiftly blocked the arrows, licking his sword's blade and charged at Kiku again. Kiku quickly aimed again, shooting the arrow towards Lukas' head.

Lukas side-stepped, disappearing and reappearing right in front of Kiku. Before Kiku could react, Lukas harshly kicked Kiku in the stomach, sending him down the rather long hallway. Hitting a wall and making a rather large dent, Kiku coughed up blood, blood dripping down his chin and onto his clothes. Blood poured from his head, engulfing his vision as it made its way to his eyes.

He panted, rolling to the ground with a thud. Hearing soft footsteps, he shakily stood up, dizziness and nausea overtaking him.

"I-Itai," he panted. Lukas stopped in front of him, cold blue eyes staring down at him. Kiku looked up at him with wide frightened eyes.

"They sent me a human to fight," he Lukas coldly said. "How pathetic."

Roughly grabbing Kiku by the neck, Lukas dragged him closer to himself. Kiku grabbed the other's wrists, kicking his legs and trying to break free from the death-grip. "P-Please! Let me go!"

"Why would I do that?" Lukas purred, bringing his lips to Kiku's neck. Nuzzling it playfully, Lukas chuckled darkly. "What's the fun in that? Allowing my food to go to waste. You might have been a horrible opponent but you'll make a good meal."

Hissing, Lukas opened his mouth slowly, fangs showing and ready to embed themselves in Kiku's creamy flesh.

Kiku closed his eyes tight.

This is it, he said to himself. Alfred-sama…I am sorry I failed you-

Glass shattered, raining o the two men. Lukas pulled away, glaring at whatever disturbed him. Standing in the light of the moon, a young man with rather pale skin and dark hair sat on the windowsill, a huge grin on his face. His lone curl bounced happily.

"I am here to save you, da-ze!"

=Note=

And that's it for this chapter. I have no idea why, but I'm throwing in a lot of twists if you haven't noticed. I don't want my readers to predict what'll happen next. You know, to keep the thrill and excitement. And, IDK. I just decided to throw my other favorite Hetalia character in here. Next chapter will explain where and how Korea knew about the attack. You all will know. Just to throw this clue in, Yong-Soo was a stalker! Plus, he'd make a cute vampire!