Sup guys!

Sorry for this really late update.

I've been busy with college lately and now my 2nd semester is finally over!

And I'll be starting my 3rd semester this February 23 so until then I will update my story!

Oh!

I also want to thank xXchromosomeXx for creating 4 of my characters.

I even made it the cover photo!

If any one of you wants to see it, here are the links

xxchromosomexx. / art/Spain-513588948 - Spain

xxchromosomexx. / art/Romano-513588571 - South

xxchromosomexx. / art / France - 513587876 - France

xxchromosomexx. / art / Prussia - 513587033 = Prussia

Just copy and paste this on the google search bar then click the first one you see.

It's totally what I imagined them to be! The hair and facial expressions are so cute!

I really advise you guys to check it out!

Well. Here's the new chappie.

Maligayang Pagbasa!

N.S.A

Spain ran through the castle in search for the hallway which contains the rooms that the Roman empire occupies.

Once he reached the hall, he checked the rooms. The first room he encountered was South's. he knew it was his because South had chosen the smallest bedroom and farthest from the main hallway.

South's door was the only one closed shut. The rest were either half open or wide open.

Like America's door. The door was wide open. Spain took a glance inside to see what this America was like. He remembered that he met this America at the first meeting, and he seemed a bit cocky. His America was a bit cocky, so maybe their personality isn't that far off.

To his utter amazement, this America is so professional. The bed was neat and the sheets were folded neatly. Hs suitcases were on the floor just beside the closet. The pillows were fluffed and looked almost new. It was almost like America was not the childish nation he grew to know.

There was a laptop on his bed. It was on and seemed to display something. Curious, Spain went inside and tried to be as quiet as possible.

'I wonder if he still plays those silly video games…' Spain wondered as he looked at the screen.

His eyes immediately widened at the sight. It was the blueprints to his castle! It had the exact details on everything inside. There were even secret passages he didn't even know! The rooms were labeled as well. He was surprised he had a torture chamber. He gulped as the clicked the room. There on the screen appeared a list of the devices stored inside.

Spain was utterly dumbfounded. how had America done this and why does he still have that room? He remembered he had it during his armada days but he completely destroyed it, along with everything inside, just before world war 1. It's amazing that someone like America could discover a room hidden deep within the soil just under the castle.

He quickly returned the page to blueprints and left the room. But before he did, his eye caught something under the bed. It was a silencer, but he chose to ignore it and continue to leave the room.

The room across from America's was Canada's. the door was only half opened and Spain had noticed that there were movements inside. He went closer to the door and peeked. There inside was both the North American brothers. They were both quiet as they were doing something on their own.

America was on the bed. He was polishing a sub-machine gun while his eyes glinted happily whenever the gun would shine a bit. Actually, the whole bed was occupied with artillery. It ranges from guns to grenades to daggers.

Just beside the bed was a large cage. Canada was near it looking at something inside. Spain couldn't see what was inside but he saw Canada raise a large portion of meat. Suddenly, a white blur came rushing towards Canada but was stopped by the metal bars of the cage. It was a polar bear! Spain was surprised.

Was this the cute little polar bear he remembered?

Canada threw the meat into the cage where the polar bear quickly ripped it to pieces. The blood was scattered everywhere within the cage.

Canada looked at the sight menacingly. "Red does appear to be beautiful on white…. Don't you think so, Amerique?"

America seemed to just shrug and looked at the Canadian. "I'm not as artistic as you are in the field of colors, dear brother." But he suddenly smirked and continued polishing his gun. "Although, I could sculpt things. Like the time those dead bodies were scattered around our front yard? The 50 arm sculpture I made was pretty amazing, if I do say so myself"

Canada sighed but let out a pleasant smile. "It was actually good, Amerique. Though, I would advise you to use the crimson blood to show off some….. emotion? Yeah"

America just shrugged again then both went back to what they were doing.

Spain had not known the brother's but he did know they weren't this cruel. So he decided to go off and find Iceland and Belarus.

'Just 2 more doors left…'

The next door was half open and appeared to be very dark. Spain peeked inside to see the room covered, literally, with different kinds of knives. He guessed this was the room Belarus was in. Each knife glinted beautifully, almost like they were mocking him that he was dirty and they were clean… but did very gruesome stuff.

Spain felt a shiver run down his spine and looked if anyone was inside.

None.

So he left, his heart still beating furiously.

'The last door'

As he was nearing it, he had heard voices. He leaned in a bit closer to listen to the conversation.

"I do not trust the Prussian…" a feminine voice said.

"Then don't. Just don't meddle in their affairs then we're clear. South is our top priority. I don't really care about who is his lover, but I still prefer it if he could've chosen someone less…dangerous"

Belarus snorted. "It's just like South to pick someone powerful. I mean, why waste time with someone weak? But I don't like it if it's the enemy" then she gave out a sigh. "…but whatever. We'll just guard his back"

Iceland grunted then silence. Spain was confused on why it would be this silent. So he raised his hand to knock on the door when it quickly opened and showed an emotionless Iceland.

It happened so fast. Just as the door opened, Iceland took out one of the syringes in his belt and injected it to the Spaniards neck. A blue liquid substance inside the syringe was pushed into the Spain's system. Spain began to feel weak and suddenly fell on the floor. The last thing he saw was Iceland and Belarus staring at him.

Next chapter would be the continuation of this and the Prumano Date!

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