Yao Wang was furious! He had just received news of the Japanese terrorist's progress from Romano. At first the news was good, 'Great fighters', 'Will do almost anything for help', and then the bad, 'New Britannian Knightmare.', 'Lost the poison gas.'
The new Knightmare frame worried him. The last thing the Britannians needed was better weapons. He already had his hands full with their Sutherlands.
Then there was the gas. How do you completely lose the only thing you went into steal? This was bad. This meant that there was a chance that the Britannians still had the gas, or, even worse, it was just sitting somewhere anyone could get to it, from Britannian soldiers and other terrorist groups, to random civilians.
The more Yao thought about it, the angrier he got. It was really starting to stress him out.
There was nothing he could do about it though. He was trapped in his house with piles of paperwork and kept receiving calls from the EU. The few calls from Romano weren't helping ether.
It was starting to be a waste, sending out what he could to help the Japanese terrorists, especially if they can't finish a simple theft.
They were useless, but the best group he could get. The JLF and the Six Houses of Kyōto rejected foreign help, as would the rest. Ohgi's group his only choice.

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Shinjuku Ghetto was on total lockdown. Soldiers patrolled the streets and scientists in hazmat suits looked for any sign of the poison gas. Poison gas that the Britannian government stated was set off by the terrorists during the attack the day before.
The Italy brothers were hiding out in their temporary apartment. Feliciano was watching the news broadcast, and Romano was watching the soldiers from the window.
Feliciano sighed, "Yao was pretty mad." He commented.
"Of course he was," Romano replied. "The poison gas is missing and the Britannian military has even more superior weaponry then the rest of the world."
Romano sighed and walked away from the window to the table. On the table was a map of the underground subway system. "We have to find it before anyone else does." He told his brother, studying the map.
Feliciano looked up from the TV. "Wasn't the gas used already?"
"That's a lie, Idiota!" Romano snapped at him. "The gas is out there somewhere and we have to find it or Yao will have both our heads!" He explained as he traced the route he was sure Ohgi's group used with his finger.
Feliciano watch his brother. "Then what do we do when we find it?" He asked. "Give it to the terrorists?"
Romano shook his head. "No, they obviously can't be trusted with it. Yao will probably want it delivered to him."
"So…?" Feliciano questioned.
Not taking his eyes off the map, "We can't do anything today." He replied. "There are too many soldiers out there now."
Romano's eyes shifted back towards the window. "Tomorrow should be fine."

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Everyone in the Viceroy's Palace was in a frenzy.
No one outside the building knew that the Third Price of Britannia, Clovis, had been assassinated during the attack on Shinjuku. The higher ups in the military had decided not to release the news until they found a suspect.
When he heard the news, Peter was shocked. He might not have liked the guy, but that doesn't mean he wanted him dead. Other than that, he could not figure out how an assassin could have gotten into his private transport. It was always filled with either partying Nobles or highly skilled Generals.
How did only Clovis die? That question bothered Peter to no end.
They had decided to send his body back to the home land for the funeral. From what he knew, it would only take a day or two. The funeral was to be within the week.
Peter got up from the desk he was sitting at for the past hour. His application for Ashford academy left only half completed, lying there forgotten.
He knew he had to decide if he wanted to fly back to the home land for the funeral or not. In truth he didn't, but it was not so subtlety implied that he should make an appearance.
If he returned to Pendragon, he probably wouldn't be able to come back to Area 11 for a long while. He needed a reason to stay.
Peter looked toward the application, a small smile growing on his face.
Ashford.
If he finished and got the application in to the schools office, he would have the perfect excuse not to go back to Pendragon.

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A couple days had passed sense the assassination and the streets of Pendragon were almost empty. Most people had gotten the day off to watch the memorial broadcast for Prince Cloves, those that did walk the streets today were those who couldn't afford to miss work and those who just didn't care.
Two people in the 'Just don't care' group that walked the street were joking, laughing, and reminiscing about the past.
"… And then Gilbert broke his sword, non? Just adding insult to injury." The blond of the group laughed.
"Si, those were good times" The second, a brunet with darker skin, agreed. The two had been heading out of the capital city, bored of the balls and the politics they had no say in.
A few weeks ago they had decided to see how far they could get away from Pendragon before they were missed, it seemed that no one, other than Britannia himself really cared. Because of Britannia's disappearance, they could probably go around the world and no one would have noticed. Now this walk out of the city became a daily occurrence for the two.
"I wonder what happened to Peter." Antonio, the brunet, commented.
The blond, Francis, sneered, "Who cares. It's because of him that we live here, so far away from our beautiful countries." He lamented.
Antonio fell quiet. The two had made it out of Pendragon fairly quickly and the only thing left in front of them now was empty desert.
Francis sat down on a rock, "I hate this god-forsaken city!" He cried. The lights of the city behind started to turn on as the sun started to fall.
"Shall we head back, mi amigo?" Antonio asked his somewhat depressed friend.
Francis nodded, "Oui, that's probably for the best." He said as he got up from the rock.
The two started back, the city lights were now reaching their full strength, giving the city an almost eerie silhouette. The desert around it started to look darker as the lights got brighter.
As the two were nearing the city, they started to hear an extra pair of footsteps. Quick paced, like the person was running. The sound getting louder as the person was getting closer. The two tried to see who it was, but the desert was to dark, nothing could be seen. Until the person was too close, jumping on Antonio, giving him a hug. "Spain, I knew it was you! I'm so glad I found you." The young girl cried happily.
"M-Maria?" Antonio gasped, surprised by the appearance of Mexico. "What are you doing here?"
She let him out of the hug and grabbed his arm, tugging him in the direction away from Pendragon. "I came here hoping I could find you and I did, now come with me!" She said, continuing to try and pull him to where she wanted.
Francis grabbed Maria's shoulder, "Calm down, and, please, tell us what you need." He said, trying to calm the girl down. She nodded, released Antonio's hand, sighed, and sat down on the ground.
"We had heard that two countries had been forced to live here, in Pendragon." She started. "After studying a map, I realized one of the two had to be you, Spain. The others said it would be too dangerous to get this close to Britannia because of the chance I would be recognized. But I just had to find you. So I snuck out and walked all the way here." Maria explained. "We're thinking about leaving the continent soon, going to Japan, where there's a strong rebellion going on, but the three of us can't do much on our own. Can you, and France, please come back with me."
Before Antonio could respond, Francis turned her toward him. "Who are the people you're with and where are you guys hiding?" He asked, excitement glinting in his blue eyes. Just the thought of getting out and doing something against Britannia was enough to get him up and going.
"Well, we are hiding out in the ruins of Las Vegas, it's about a four day walk from here." She started, but was cut off by Antonio, "You walked that far, just to find me?" he questioned.
Maria quickly nodded, "Yeah, we really could use the extra help you two could give us."
Antonio was about to say more on the subject, but decided not to push the subject. "What about the others you said are with you, who are they."
Maria cocked her head in confusion. "I thought it would be obvious, I'm with Alfred and Matthew

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The night was light up by large studio light lining the street. The accused murder of Prince Clovis, Suzaku Kururugi, was being taken to his trial with an armed escort. Massive amounts of Britannian citizens came to view the event live.
"Why would so many people want to see this, the hooded Japanese man questioned.
The witch beside him just shrugged, not saying anything in reply.
Kiku just sighed, deciding to see what kind of people came. He manly saw angry Britannians, but there someone there that caught his attention.
On the opposite side of the road, stood two people he knew, the Italy brothers. He watched them closely, knowing that they worked for China now. Romano was, from what he could see, recording the event, almost like he was waiting for something.
Just the thought made Kiku uneasy.
Because he was watching his old friend so closely, he didn't notice the escort had arrived, until Romano did a quick turn to view the new vehicle.
"You dare desecrate His Highness' transport! Come out of their!" Yelled the man leading the escort, although he sounded angry, it was obvious that this was mostly for show.
The tapestry on the vehicle caught fire, quickly revealing a masked man, who called himself Zero.
Kiku looked over at Romano, who seemed to be just as surprised as everyone else from this appearance, and when the container that once held C.C was reviled, he nearly dropped his camera. Kiku could see the fear on Romano's face as he grabbed his brother's arm, dragging him out of the area.
C.C just smiled, "It's almost time to go," she said quietly to him. "Get ready."
Kiku couldn't hear much of the conversation, but whatever was said got Zero closer to the escort. After a few seconds there was an order given to release Kururugi. The soldiers hesitantly obeyed and released him to Zero.
C.C grabbed his arm before he had time to react. "Come on. We're leaving." She said, pulling him out of the crowd.
After they were almost a block away, the sounds of Nightmares attacking reached their ears.
C.C just kept walking.

Aren't I cleverwith chapter names. :3

I should start out by saying that I am really sorry for the wait.
Also, I AM DISAPPOINTED

IN YOU GUYS! I forget the "Please Review" and I only get two reviews in, like, 8 months!

If anyone is confused to why I chose Las Vegas and/or why its in ruins, here is my reasons.
First, on one of the maps shown in the anime, it has Pendragon (the capital) in Arizona, somewhere close to Phoenix. Las Vegas is somewhat close to there.
Second, because I have Britannia's take over right after WWII, I don't think there would have been enough time to rebuild all the cities that where destroyed. Mostly only ocean side cities (Plus Pendragon) has been built/rebuilt. Las Vegas, which is in the middle of nowhere, was not a top priority place to rebuild.

I will try to have the next chapter come up... soonish.
But, at least you guys know what Japans part is gonna be, or at least you guys should be able to figure it out.

I also have a question. Someone asked me to put in parings. They named only yaoi parings. Although I am totally fine with yaoi parings, I just don't think I can write them. So my question is, should I have yaoi parings, straight parings, or no parings?

Please, please, please, PLEASE review!