A/N: First of all, I would like to say, Merry Christmas! I'm new to Hetalia so I apologize if any characters or details are not accurate.
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia!
-Rin Yuzaki belongs to ILUVSEAN123
-Giselle Fillon belongs to Atama Ga Kuru Teru
-Lancelot Bridges belongs to KorosuKa
-Seth and Rena Napolitano belongs Moonlightpheonix-xX
-Lance Krause belongs to Red Cookies
Claim: Ling Jintao, Vera Medvedev, Willow Obama and this plot belong to me.
Note: Even though some of the characters have the same last name as the current Prime Ministers/Presidents, they are NOT related!
Enjoy!
Prologue-Kidnapped!
Two kids ran around the room, squealing and laughing. Both of them froze when they saw their mother walk into the room.
"Okay, it's story-time." She said, making the kids dart to their beds. They looked at her expectantly as she took a seat on a chair.
"Can you tell us the story about the kids and the countries?" One of the kids asked.
The woman sighed. "Oh alright then, it was a dark cold night…."
"We've got their co-ordinates boss, do we attack?" A small lanky man asked, looking fearfully at his leader. His leader, a young woman dressed in black, sighed before turning to him with an annoyed look.
"Not just yet, we need them away from the guards." She replied, shivering a little from the cold. Even though the sun was out, it was still winter.
He nodded before leaving, planning to relay the information to the other members.
The boss sighed before picking up her binoculars, looking at the place they were planning to attack.
"Red, we have got in contact with the other seven leaders. They have all the other targets in sight."
A smirk crawled onto her face.
"Perfect."
Italy, Venice-10:12am
"Rena, Seth, Si prega di smettere!" A young woman yelled, watching as her two charges ran off down the street.
Seth, a young boy with black hair and cat-like green eyes, stuck his tongue out at her. "No way! We're going to have fun!" He was dressed in a blue polo shirt and black shorts with trainers.
His twin sister Rena, an exact double of him besides her long black hair, clutched her bouncy ball closer to herself. "We just want to have fun, custode." She was dressed in a red sundress with sandals.
The caretaker lost sight of them as they turned the corner. She sighed to herself, knowing that if she didn't find the eleven-year-olds, she would be out of a job.
"Caro Dio, why am I stuck with the President's kids?" She asked herself before sighing and running down the street.
Back with the twins, Seth calmly watched his younger sister as she played with ball. They had to be careful though because if anyone recognised they were the President's kids, then they would be in trouble. Seth scowled; he didn't get along with his parents while his sister did though.
"Too bad she's a coward most of the time." He muttered, watching as his sister screamed, claiming to have seen 'a spider out to kill her.'
Seth narrowed his eyes as he saw a strange man dressed in black approach his sister.
"Ciao, you must be Rena Napolitano, correct?" The man asked, approaching the terrified girl.
She nodded mutely. "Y-yes…"
The man smiled, Seth instantly started to head towards them, not trusting the man near his sister.
"You see, I think I've found something that belongs to you. It's in my van, will you come and check?" The man asked.
Rena nodded while Seth groaned. His sister always trusted people blindly, making her an easy target to manipulate.
"I'm going too!" Seth said, running in front of his sister. The man smirked before gesturing them to follow him.
"This way."
The twins followed the man down the street. He had introduced himself as 'Green' and said that he was excited to actually meet the president's children.
"So why aren't you children with someone?" He asked them, hoping to make conversation.
Seth sighed. "We were with someone, our custode, but we ran away from her."
Rena looked close to tears. "I feel so guilty."
Finally they reached the van; it's black paint shinning a little from the sun. The windows were tinted black so that nothing from the inside could be seen inside.
Green opened the side door and told them to get in, so that they could have a better look. Once the twins were inside, they noticed nothing was in the van. Well, that is until something grabbed them and blindfolded them.
"Hey, what's going-!"
Before the twins could say anything, they heard the door slam shut and an audible 'click' could be heard. They were locked in.
Seth started thrashing around while his sister started to tear up. They then felt a sharp pain on their heads before losing conscious.
The van began to drive away, Green at the wheel. He took out a walkie-talkie and smirked.
"Target one and two caught."
Meanwhile, the twins caretaker stared in shock as she witnessed the twins get caught. She turned around and began to head back towards the main house.
"I gemelli! I gemelli! They've been kidnapped!"
Germany, Bonn-12:33am
"Are you sure you're allowed out here, Meister Lance?" A German guard asked, watching his master casually walk through the park.
Lance snorted. "I'm not some prisoner. I can do whatever I want and what I want to do is go to a Spukhaus."
Lance Krause was an eleven-years-old boy that had an intense interest in the supernatural. But because he was the President of Germany's son, he was very arrogant. He had shaggy blonde hair that reached his chin and blue-green eyes. He was wearing a stripped black and white shirt with trousers. His most notable feature was the birthmark on the back of his neck that looked like a heart.
Lance had been anxiously waiting to leave his house. He had met a woman named 'Yellow' who told him about the supposedly haunted house and he had wanted to look at it himself.
They turned through the park and finally arrived at the destination. A big old house that looked ready to collapse. The lawn was a mess and the windows were broken.
"Erstaunlich!" Lance exclaimed before turning to his guard. "Wait out here Anton. I want to go in there alone."
"But-"
Lance held his hand up, silencing the guard. "I won't be long."
The guard silently watched as Lance walked into the house. He but his lip in worry but made sure that nobody else entered the house.
Too bad he didn't see the woman dressed in black sneak past him.
Lance walked around the house in boredom. He didn't much care for all the old stuff lying around, he only wanted to see if there was a ghost and so far there wasn't.
"Mein Gott, I've searched this whole house and not a single ghost!" He growled out, planning to head back to the entrance but froze.
Because in front of him was a woman dressed in black.
She smiled. "Der Sohn des Präsidenten, I'm going to need you to come with me."
Lance backed away. "You're Yellow, aren't you?"
She nodded before suddenly grabbing him.
Lance struggled out of her grip but she kept a firm grip on him. She brought her hand down and knocked him unconscious. Digging into her pocket, she pulled out a walkie-talkie.
"Target three caught."
Before she could walk away with her prize, Lance's guard appeared.
"Let go of the young Meister!" He screeched, charging at her. She dodged and kicked him on the head, knocking him out.
She smirked.
"Traurig, but I need the kid."
Japan, Tokyo-1:47pm
Rin sighed as she finished reading her last book. She pushed her long brown hair out of her hazel eyes and glanced outside. She had absolutely nothing left to do. Though most would argue because she was in Tokyo. Even though she was twelve years old, she acted like an adult most of the time.
"May I leave to go to the Raiburari?" She asked one of the maids.
The maid shook her head. "Gomenasai Yuzaki-Sama, but the master wants you to stay here."
Rin was tempted to throw a tantrum but she didn't. She was the Prime Minister's daughter after all.
Just as she was getting comfortable, a loud explosion went off, knocking her off her seat. The maids told her to wait where she was while they went to go and check what happened. After straightening out her outfit, a white shirt with a black skirt, she went to go pick up her book when a weird smell hit her. Before she fell unconscious, she saw a man dressed in black approach her.
He smirked. "This is Black, I've got Target Four."
America, W.D.C-2:17pm
"WILLOW! WILLOW! WHERE ARE YOU?" Yells could be heard around the President's house as they all looked for the President's daughter.
Said person was currently in McDonalds having a burger-eating contest. Around the restaurant people were cheering and egging them on.
Willow Obama was an adventurous girl who wasn't afraid to be her true self. She had short red hair with bright green eyes. She was dressed in a purple hoodie with trousers.
Her challenger was a beefy man who looked ready to collapse. Suddenly he fell on the table, tired of eating.
Willow jumped up and smirked.
"You can never defeat me! Muwhahaha!" She said, running around and clapping people's hands.
"Hey Willow, it's 2:17pm!" A random man yelled, making Willow freeze.
"Uh oh, I'm going to be in trouble!" She yelled, running out the restaurant.
Willow was eleven years old buy she acted more like a five-year-old. Her dream was to become the next President but first she needed to deal with her other dream.
To eat the biggest burger ever!
As she ran down the street, greeting people as she passed them, she failed to see the black van following her. Just as she was approaching the street towards the White House, the van screeched in front of her and someone grabbed her, pushing her into the van.
"What the heck dude?" She exclaimed but they muffled her mouth until she lost conscious.
"White here, got Target five."
France, Paris-4:50pm
Mrs Fillon gazed at her daughter with adoration. Her eleven-year-old daughter, Giselle Fillon, was a fantastic shopper and a beautiful girl. What more could she ask for in a daughter?
Well, she wished her daughter wouldn't be so arrogant and mean.
Giselle flipped her long blonde hair, her hazel eyes staring at a necklace in a shop's window. She was dressed in the latest French fashion, grabbing a lot of people's attention. Then again she is the Prime Minister's daughter.
"Mère, I want it!" She said snootily, pointing to necklace.
Mrs Fillon sighed. "Ma fille douce, we just had Christmas."
Giselle pouted, crossing her arms. "Ce n'est pas juste!"
Before Mrs Fillon could calm down her daughter, Giselle stormed off down the street. Mrs Fillon called for her daughter, but Giselle wouldn't listen to her.
"Stupid Mère! Not understanding me!" She scowled, kicking some pebbles. She was walking towards the Eiffel tower in hopes of getting away from her mother.
"Aw, is the Mme alone today?" A man's voice asked catching Giselle's attention.
She turned around only to strike with an injection in her arm.
"What the…" Giselle muttered as she lost conscious and fell into the arms of the kidnapper.
He smirked.
"Purple has caught Target Six!"
England, London-5:05pm
Lancelot Bridges laughed as he watched some of the kids run around. It was days like these that he liked to get away from his life and hang around normal people. Even though he was twelve years old, he had to study college materiel.
"Such the fate of being the Queen's grandson." He sighed, pulling his red jacket closer to himself.
"Lan! Lan! Come play with us!" One of the kids yelled, grabbing his hand. He smiled softly before allowing the kid to drag him to the others.
His dad would be angry if he found out that he was skipping his lessons, but Lancelot honestly didn't care. He never got on with his father, who was too obsessed with wealth to care what Lancelot wanted.
"Lan, there's someone looking at you." One of the kids whispered, grabbing Lancelot's attention.
He turned around only to see a bag of sweets shoved into his face.
"Hi! My name is Orange! Do you like sweets?" The lady dressed in black exclaimed.
Lancelot shook his head after getting over his shock. "Hi…yeah, I do. Why?"
She smirked, grabbing his hand. "I've got a lot on my van, come have a look."
Before Lancelot could react, Orange dragged him over to the van. She opened the side door and he glanced in only to see that there were no sweets.
Lancelot was just about to say something when Orange knocked him out. She laughed to herself as she began to drive away. All the kids Lancelot was playing with, stared at the scene in shock.
"Target Seven captured.~"
China, Beijing-7:58pm
Ling Jintao sat quietly in his garden, carefully drawing out the scene in front of him. Some baby Panda bears were crawling around on the bamboo and looked at him curiously.
His black hair was messy, not neat like it usually has to be and his gold eyes were fixed upon the paper. He was dressed in a green Tangzhuang with black slip-ons.
"Nín hao, shàoyé! What a fine day we are having!"
Ling looked up and sighed out of annoyance. It was one of the new servants that started today. He was dressed completely in black.
"What do you want, brown?" Ling sighed, standing up.
Brown smirked. "Nín."
Ling's eyes widened before dodging. He may have only been twelve, but he was an expert fighter. Brown laughed gleefully before charging at him.
This went on for a few minutes before shouting could be heard. Brown growled before kicking Ling in the stomach. Ling collapsed on the ground in pain as Brown picked him up and ran for it.
"Target eight, captured!"
Russia, Moscow Kremlin-9:10pm
After receiving messages that the other eight children have been caught, Red smirked.
"Right boys, we move in!" She yelled, before bombs went off near one of the palaces.
Russian soldiers ran out to deal with the problem while Red snuck in during the confusion. The halls were silent and empty, making it easy for Red to get around without being caught.
Arriving at a huge door, she opened it carefully and snuck in. It was a good thing that the security system had been shut off or she would be in big trouble.
The room she was in was covered with toys, from small stuffed animals to dressing up stuff. She looked around until her eyes landed on a bed. She smirked before walking over to the bed and peeling back the covers.
Her eyes landed on her target-a small girl that was no older then six. She had long blonde hair that wrapped around her and was dressed in purple nightclothes. Red knew that if the girl had her eyes open, they would be a violet colour.
Her eyes then landed on what the little girl was holding. A husky dog that was staring at her.
'Вот дерьмо!' She cussed to herself, trying not to make the puppy dog bark.
She tried to grab the young girl, but the girl was clutching the dog-said dog was looking pissed.
Finally Red just picked them both up and ran out the room. She managed to sneak back out, the chaos still going on and ran onto her van. She dropped the girl and the dog onto the van's floor; the girl was still asleep.
"Target nine and dog, captured."
Japan, Tokyo-The Next Day
Down in Tokyo, people turned to one of the big TVs as the news came on. It seemed to be an urgent message, caching their attentions.
"In recent news, nine children have gone missing! The first to be abducted was Seth and Rena Napolitano, the children of the President of Italy. Next was Lance Krause, son of the President of Germany. Our own Prime Minister's daughter, Rin Yuzaki, was next then it was the President of America's daughter, Willow Obama. After that, Giselle Fillon, daughter of the Prime Minister of France, and Lancelot Bridges, grandson of the Queen of England, were kidnapped. The last two to be kidnapped were Ling Jintao, the son of the President of China, and Vera Medvedev, the daughter of the President of Russia."
"We have yet to find the kidnappers nor have they made any demands."
People began to talk; worried that one of their own was taken so easily. Standing away from the people was a young Japanese boy with neat black hair and blank eyes. He was dressed in a white military uniform and seemed to be gazing ahead nonchalantly.
"This doesn't sound good." Kiku Honda AKA Japan muttered, walking away.
"Tell us more mom!" The kids yelled, making their mom sigh.
"Maybe tomorrow, sleep."
"Aw!"
So there you have it, an introduction. I can't say all the chapters will be this long because I had to get all of this out of the way. The next chapters will be funny! I promise!
I'm sorry if some of the translations are wrong, I've used Google Translator.
Translations:
Italian-
Si prega di smettere!-Please stop
Custode-Caretaker
Caro Dio-Dear God
Fratello, fratello!-Brother, brother
Ciao-Hello
I gemelli! I gemelli!-The twins! The twins!
German-
Meister Lance-Master Lance
Spukhaus-Haunted House
Erstaunlich-Amazing
Mein Gott-My God
Der Sohn des Präsidenten-The President's Son
Traurig-Sorry
Japanese-
Raiburari-Library
Gomenasai-Sorry
Sama-Used to refer to the higher society people
French-
Mère-Mother
Ma fille douce-My sweet daughter
Ce n'est pas juste-This is not fair!
Chinese-
Nín hao, shàoyé-Hello young master
Nín-You
Russian-
Вот дерьмо-Oh shit
R&R