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"W-what?! But, w-why would Russia do such a thing…?" France looked shocked.
"Actually, I heard Russia talking on the phone a few days ago. He said some very scary things." Canada said quietly.
"Me too," Italy admitted.
"Does anyone have bandages?! We have to stop China's bleeding!" Prussia barked.
"Tear this white flag." Italy handed him a piece of cloth. Prussia promptly began tearing it into strips, wrapping them tightly around China's bleeding head. The bandages were soaked through in a matter of seconds.
"Shit! The wound is worse than I thought. Russia sure didn't go easy on him." Germany grunted.
"Wait. I don't think we should blame Russia so quickly. Yes, it looks like it was Russia's pipe that dealt the blow, but it could have easily been the Thing. Perhaps it knocked out Russia, acquired the pipe, and attacked China with it?" Japan suggested.
"It also kind of looks like China was attacked while climbing down the ladder. He's got dirt all over him, so I assume he fell down after being hit." Prussia remarked.
"We have no choice but to split up." America stated.
"Italy, Prussia, Germany, and England should stay behind to look after China." France said. No argument came from said nations. They knew it was a crucial time, and disagreeing would only waste precious minutes.
"That means Canada, Japan, France, and I will go look for Russia." America told them.
"Take care of yourselves and China, too." Japan said, bowing.
"You too," Germany replied.
"We will be back as soon as possible." Canada added. The group staying behind nodded.
"Now, we're going to need a light as well." Japan told America. Italy rummaged around his pockets, pulling out several candy wrappers before finding a small flashlight. He handed it to Japan. "I carry it with me wherever I go." He said.
"Thank you. Now, are we all ready to leave?" Japan looked at the other nations, who nodded. They began walking towards the door into the next room.
"Ugh. I hope they will be okay." England sighed, listening to their footsteps fade away.
"I'm sure they will be fine." Germany answered, silently hoping the same thing while wrapping a set of fresh bandages around China's head.
Meanwhile, Japan and the other nations had entered the annexe and were running past the cage with all the Things in it as fast as their legs would carry them. They slowed down when they caught sight of the room with the bloody numbers on the white tiles.
"Oh, God. Not this again. Please…" America groaned, shuddering as he remembered what had happened in the very same room only hours ago.
"Russia's in there!" France declared, pointing a gloved finger towards the farthest corner of the room.
"He's talking on the phone." Canada added nervously.
Japan stepped cautiously into the room, the other nations close behind. Russia was standing in the corner as France had mentioned, talking softly on the phone. "Mhm. Hindrance eliminated. Yes…you will agree to what I say, da?" he said into the phone.
"Russia, what are you saying?" France finally spoke after listening to what was said.
Russia turned around, looking surprised. "Oh, I was just about to head back. I lost China along the way and waited for him here, but he never showed up. I assumed he returned back to the safe room."
"China's unconscious. Someone hit him in the head." Canada told Russia softly, looking sad.
"What? Who would do that?" Russia face had a genuine look of surprise.
"It looks like your pipe was the object that knocked China out." France explained.
"Really? No wonder my pipe had blood it…" Russia replied, looking at said pipe.
"Why would you attack China?!" America burst out, unable to contain his confusion any longer.
"I didn't. In fact, I only woke up ten minutes ago." Russia told them.
"What do you mean?" Japan asked.
"I got knocked out after I stepped into this room. When I came to, my pipe had blood on it. I thought it was my own…but now that I think about it, I only have a bruised head, and no wounds that bled." Russia stated.
"So that must mean it was somebody else!" Canada gasped.
"But, who could it be? I do not think the Thing is smart enough to do something clever like this." Japan said, worried.
"Who knows?" France sighed, shrugging and brushing a strand of wavy, chin length blonde hair away from his face.
"Hey France, you don't look so good..." America said, looking anxiously at the other nation.
"Really? I guess I am a bit tired...honhon." France chuckled, rubbing his blue eyes.
"You must seriously be exhausted if you haven't said a single perverted statement." America replied, grinning like a fool.
"So...what are we going to do about China?" Canada asked.
"We should head back to Prussia and the others. Let's wait for him to wake up, and then we can ask him." Japan suggested.
"That sounds good." Canada agreed. The other nations nodded as well, turning to leave the annexe.
"Alright, I'll go first!" America shouted, running out of the room, towards the large cage again.
"Hai, hai. I will follow America." Japan ran after the younger nation.
"L-let's go, Russia." Canada stammered, hurrying after the other two and not looking back to see Russia remain where he was, standing completely still. "If you hadn't tried to stop me, China, that wouldn't have happened to you, da?" He murmured softly, before heading out of the annexe after Canada.
"Actually, I heard Russia talking on the phone a few days ago. He said some very scary things." Canada said quietly.
"Me too," Italy admitted.
"Does anyone have bandages?! We have to stop China's bleeding!" Prussia barked.
"Tear this white flag." Italy handed him a piece of cloth. Prussia promptly began tearing it into strips, wrapping them tightly around China's bleeding head. The bandages were soaked through in a matter of seconds.
"Shit! The wound is worse than I thought. Russia sure didn't go easy on him." Germany grunted.
"Wait. I don't think we should blame Russia so quickly. Yes, it looks like it was Russia's pipe that dealt the blow, but it could have easily been the Thing. Perhaps it knocked out Russia, acquired the pipe, and attacked China with it?" Japan suggested.
"It also kind of looks like China was attacked while climbing down the ladder. He's got dirt all over him, so I assume he fell down after being hit." Prussia remarked.
"We have no choice but to split up." America stated.
"Italy, Prussia, Germany, and England should stay behind to look after China." France said. No argument came from said nations. They knew it was a crucial time, and disagreeing would only waste precious minutes.
"That means Canada, Japan, France, and I will go look for Russia." America told them.
"Take care of yourselves and China, too." Japan said, bowing.
"You too," Germany replied.
"We will be back as soon as possible." Canada added. The group staying behind nodded.
"Now, we're going to need a light as well." Japan told America. Italy rummaged around his pockets, pulling out several candy wrappers before finding a small flashlight. He handed it to Japan. "I carry it with me wherever I go." He said.
"Thank you. Now, are we all ready to leave?" Japan looked at the other nations, who nodded. They began walking towards the door into the next room.
"Ugh. I hope they will be okay." England sighed, listening to their footsteps fade away.
"I'm sure they will be fine." Germany answered, silently hoping the same thing while wrapping a set of fresh bandages around China's head.
Meanwhile, Japan and the other nations had entered the annexe and were running past the cage with all the Things in it as fast as their legs would carry them. They slowed down when they caught sight of the room with the bloody numbers on the white tiles.
"Oh, God. Not this again. Please…" America groaned, shuddering as he remembered what had happened in the very same room only hours ago.
"Russia's in there!" France declared, pointing a gloved finger towards the farthest corner of the room.
"He's talking on the phone." Canada added nervously.
Japan stepped cautiously into the room, the other nations close behind. Russia was standing in the corner as France had mentioned, talking softly on the phone. "Mhm. Hindrance eliminated. Yes…you will agree to what I say, da?" he said into the phone.
"Russia, what are you saying?" France finally spoke after listening to what was said.
Russia turned around, looking surprised. "Oh, I was just about to head back. I lost China along the way and waited for him here, but he never showed up. I assumed he returned back to the safe room."
"China's unconscious. Someone hit him in the head." Canada told Russia softly, looking sad.
"What? Who would do that?" Russia face had a genuine look of surprise.
"It looks like your pipe was the object that knocked China out." France explained.
"Really? No wonder my pipe had blood it…" Russia replied, looking at said pipe.
"Why would you attack China?!" America burst out, unable to contain his confusion any longer.
"I didn't. In fact, I only woke up ten minutes ago." Russia told them.
"What do you mean?" Japan asked.
"I got knocked out after I stepped into this room. When I came to, my pipe had blood on it. I thought it was my own…but now that I think about it, I only have a bruised head, and no wounds that bled." Russia stated.
"So that must mean it was somebody else!" Canada gasped.
"But, who could it be? I do not think the Thing is smart enough to do something clever like this." Japan said, worried.
"Who knows?" France sighed, shrugging and brushing a strand of wavy, chin length blonde hair away from his face.
"Hey France, you don't look so good..." America said, looking anxiously at the other nation.
"Really? I guess I am a bit tired...honhon." France chuckled, rubbing his blue eyes.
"You must seriously be exhausted if you haven't said a single perverted statement." America replied, grinning like a fool.
"So...what are we going to do about China?" Canada asked.
"We should head back to Prussia and the others. Let's wait for him to wake up, and then we can ask him." Japan suggested.
"That sounds good." Canada agreed. The other nations nodded as well, turning to leave the annexe.
"Alright, I'll go first!" America shouted, running out of the room, towards the large cage again.
"Hai, hai. I will follow America." Japan ran after the younger nation.
"L-let's go, Russia." Canada stammered, hurrying after the other two and not looking back to see Russia remain where he was, standing completely still. "If you hadn't tried to stop me, China, that wouldn't have happened to you, da?" He murmured softly, before heading out of the annexe after Canada.
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Jeez, Russia is scaring me...eep.