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Dearg and Gorm

Author's note: None of the Hettalia characters belong to me.
They belong to their respected owner, Funimation. The
original characters belong to me.

A beautifully huge house sat a top of a large hill, clouds
floated by. A large forest lay behind the house.A winding road lead up to
this home on the hill.Other houses were near but not so near as to be
considered close. This house was on the edge of a city called Everfear. Inside
this house was beautifully decorated in dark woods, deep dark colors, gold and
silver highlighted the furnishings of this stately home.

In a lovely little sitting room that was in the west wing of
this huge house, a group of young men gathered. This house was as much their
home as it was their prison. They could not often escape from its confines.

Ivan cleared his throat gaining the other thirteen young
men's attention. "What are we going to do?" He looked at each one in turn. "How
are we going to get a young woman to come up and into this house? We need to be
freed. Comrade I hate this."

Feliciano, Honda, Arthur, Antonio, Toris, Feliks, Eduard,
Berwald, Sadiq, Heracles, Gupta, and Peter looked at him unsure of how to
answer.

Peter mutters, "At least all of us did not get stuck here."
He shook his head. Eduard nodded. "Most of the others are still free and so are
the girls, for whatever reason."

Arthur shook his head. "I
really don't know Ivan," his green eyes sad and worried at the same time.
"Alfred said he be back soon with the girl he thinks can break this." He
thought to himself, 'I hope it will be soon the boys are getting restless.'

"Our numbers are dwindling." Ivan continued on. "People have
been just disappearing here like Comrade Francois, Comrade Matthew, Comrade Gilbert,
Comrade Ludwig and ten others." His voice cracked with his worry. "Da, I think
this house is eating us."

"You may be right." Arthur agreed. "Our brothers have been
disappearing at an alarming rate."

"It's been three hundred years!" Ivan growled, "this has been happening." He motioned with his hands.

Toris watches Ivan with a bit a fear he sees the black angry
aura starting to grow. He looks at the other boys near him. They all shrink
away from Russia.

The doorbell chimes the William Tell Overture interrupted
Ivan's and Arthur's conversation. It caused them both to jump. They got up as
one hurrying over to the door. If it had been Alfred, he just would have walked
in. They each took a turn to peek through a peek hole at who was standing at
their door.

They were both surprised to see a young woman standing out
said. She had a bit of paper in her hands frowning at it. They could see her
lips moving as she read what was on the paper. She had a carpetbag at her feet.
They continued to watch her fascinated for they had not seen another living
soul save themselves for three hundred years.

She was not very tall from what they could see from that
side of the peephole. Her hair was dirty blonde. It seemed to have a life of
its own, it was kind of messy for a girl. She had
green eyes and tanned skin her lips were moving reading the paper in her hands.

Outside the door, Brianna tugged down the skirt of her maroon
dress as the wind threatened to toss the girl's skirt up. She sighed as she
read the letter. "It is cold out I should never worn a dress." She frowned. "I
hope this is the right place." She frowned. "It has the right address."

She shivered a little the air had a slight chill to it. The sun was also going
down making the cold creep in a little faster. "I should have worn my jacket."
She frowns at the bag at her feet. "Nevermind."

Inside the house, Ivan looked at his companion, "is that a
young woman?"

Arthur smacked his forehead and then looked at Ivan. "Yes it
is and she looks cold we should find out why she is here." His hand touched the
door knob as he twisted it to open the door. He and Ivan both looked at the
young woman standing there.

"Dobryj vyechyer!" Ivan said in
Russian he smiled at the girl.

Arthur sighed. "Good evening, what brings you to our
doorstep?"

Brianna blinks barely recognizing the word Ivan said to her.
"Good evening, I got this letter requesting that I was needed here." She hands
Arthur the letter.

Arthur scans the letter he looks up at her looks back at the
letter. Ivan getting annoyed snitches the letter from Arthur and reads it
himself. The other young men crowd in the double door of the sitting room
looking at their two companions curiously.

Arthur rolls his eyes and looks at Brianna, "Come in seems
you were invited."

Brianna nods and walks in. She points at the letter that
Ivan has. Ivan smirks at her. The letter tears itself from his hand and floats
back to the young woman. Ivan glares at his hand than looks at the young woman
before him. She was indeed shorter than he was. Then again most people were
shorter than he was, puny people.

"Your carpetbag is outside still Miss Brianna?" Arthur informs
her. He then thinks to himself looking at the bag Brianna left behind at the
door. 'Maybe I should pick it up for her.'

She turns around. "Get in here you silly thing, why are you
sitting out there you dolt." The boys all watch in amazement as the bag floats
inside and lands next to Brianna. She sighs than slaps her forehead. "I prolly should not have done that, oh well."

She looked at all the young men around here. "There are only
thirteen of you?"

"There should be more." Feliks stated with his arms crossed.
He watched the girl unsure of her. He and the others watched as her bag
suddenly flew open. A wooden carved box floats next to her, she sighs again.

Peter's eyes widened as he watches the floating wooden box.
"Bloody hells, what is that…" before he can finish his thought the box flew
open. Brianna smacks her head again as the rings fly out and appears on each of
the country's fingers. They all look at their hands like they never seen them
before.

"Oh they were not supposed to do that." Brianna sighed.
"When I find out who decided to have this happen I am totally gonna kick their butts."

Everyone in the house heard a pop sound. They realize that
there are now two carpet bags where there was only one before.

"Oh this is not going to be good." Brianna looked at the
young men. "Seems I am about to get some help."

A loud thud happens and a purple blur rolls and land at
Arthur's feet. He soon realizes that the purple blur is another young woman.
She has red hair and green eyes, wearing purple clothing. She looking at him
and he is looking down at her.

"Ouch." Llewella said, "Why do I always get expelled so
fast?"

The other carpet bag opens and two hands appear on either
side as a body comes out. Another young person this time a red headed, green
eyed teen boy appears. He is wearing green. "Sorry sis the bag is in a funk."
He looks over at Brianna. "Mum said we need to help, got the other rings." He
pulled himself out of the other bag.

Arthur helped up Llewella up. She smiled at him. He realized
she was not as tall as the other two young people. Brianna and Aaron were about
the same height, though he could tell Aaron would end up taller than both
girls.

"Ok," Antonio growled. "What is going on?"

"You all have been missing for three hundred years." Aaron
looked at the countries. "Wow."

"There should be more of them." Llewella blinked looking
about. "I know only twenty-seven countries that went messing."

Brianna looked at her two friends. "I think that's why we
are here. The others feel like they are here but they are not here." She looked
confused.

Description

Dearg and Gorm

Author's note: None of the Hettalia characters belong to me.
They belong to their respected owner, Funimation. The
original characters belong to me.

A beautifully huge house sat a top of a large hill, clouds
floated by. A large forest lay behind the house.A winding road lead up to
this home on the hill.Other houses were near but not so near as to be
considered close. This house was on the edge of a city called Everfear. Inside
this house was beautifully decorated in dark woods, deep dark colors, gold and
silver highlighted the furnishings of this stately home.

In a lovely little sitting room that was in the west wing of
this huge house, a group of young men gathered. This house was as much their
home as it was their prison. They could not often escape from its confines.

Ivan cleared his throat gaining the other thirteen young
men's attention. "What are we going to do?" He looked at each one in turn. "How
are we going to get a young woman to come up and into this house? We need to be
freed. Comrade I hate this."

Feliciano, Honda, Arthur, Antonio, Toris, Feliks, Eduard,
Berwald, Sadiq, Heracles, Gupta, and Peter looked at him unsure of how to
answer.

Peter mutters, "At least all of us did not get stuck here."
He shook his head. Eduard nodded. "Most of the others are still free and so are
the girls, for whatever reason."

Arthur shook his head. "I
really don't know Ivan," his green eyes sad and worried at the same time.
"Alfred said he be back soon with the girl he thinks can break this." He
thought to himself, 'I hope it will be soon the boys are getting restless.'

"Our numbers are dwindling." Ivan continued on. "People have
been just disappearing here like Comrade Francois, Comrade Matthew, Comrade Gilbert,
Comrade Ludwig and ten others." His voice cracked with his worry. "Da, I think
this house is eating us."

"You may be right." Arthur agreed. "Our brothers have been
disappearing at an alarming rate."

"It's been three hundred years!" Ivan growled, "this has been happening." He motioned with his hands.

Toris watches Ivan with a bit a fear he sees the black angry
aura starting to grow. He looks at the other boys near him. They all shrink
away from Russia.

The doorbell chimes the William Tell Overture interrupted
Ivan's and Arthur's conversation. It caused them both to jump. They got up as
one hurrying over to the door. If it had been Alfred, he just would have walked
in. They each took a turn to peek through a peek hole at who was standing at
their door.

They were both surprised to see a young woman standing out
said. She had a bit of paper in her hands frowning at it. They could see her
lips moving as she read what was on the paper. She had a carpetbag at her feet.
They continued to watch her fascinated for they had not seen another living
soul save themselves for three hundred years.

She was not very tall from what they could see from that
side of the peephole. Her hair was dirty blonde. It seemed to have a life of
its own, it was kind of messy for a girl. She had
green eyes and tanned skin her lips were moving reading the paper in her hands.

Outside the door, Brianna tugged down the skirt of her maroon
dress as the wind threatened to toss the girl's skirt up. She sighed as she
read the letter. "It is cold out I should never worn a dress." She frowned. "I
hope this is the right place." She frowned. "It has the right address."

She shivered a little the air had a slight chill to it. The sun was also going
down making the cold creep in a little faster. "I should have worn my jacket."
She frowns at the bag at her feet. "Nevermind."

Inside the house, Ivan looked at his companion, "is that a
young woman?"

Arthur smacked his forehead and then looked at Ivan. "Yes it
is and she looks cold we should find out why she is here." His hand touched the
door knob as he twisted it to open the door. He and Ivan both looked at the
young woman standing there.

"Dobryj vyechyer!" Ivan said in
Russian he smiled at the girl.

Arthur sighed. "Good evening, what brings you to our
doorstep?"

Brianna blinks barely recognizing the word Ivan said to her.
"Good evening, I got this letter requesting that I was needed here." She hands
Arthur the letter.

Arthur scans the letter he looks up at her looks back at the
letter. Ivan getting annoyed snitches the letter from Arthur and reads it
himself. The other young men crowd in the double door of the sitting room
looking at their two companions curiously.

Arthur rolls his eyes and looks at Brianna, "Come in seems
you were invited."

Brianna nods and walks in. She points at the letter that
Ivan has. Ivan smirks at her. The letter tears itself from his hand and floats
back to the young woman. Ivan glares at his hand than looks at the young woman
before him. She was indeed shorter than he was. Then again most people were
shorter than he was, puny people.

"Your carpetbag is outside still Miss Brianna?" Arthur informs
her. He then thinks to himself looking at the bag Brianna left behind at the
door. 'Maybe I should pick it up for her.'

She turns around. "Get in here you silly thing, why are you
sitting out there you dolt." The boys all watch in amazement as the bag floats
inside and lands next to Brianna. She sighs than slaps her forehead. "I prolly should not have done that, oh well."

She looked at all the young men around here. "There are only
thirteen of you?"

"There should be more." Feliks stated with his arms crossed.
He watched the girl unsure of her. He and the others watched as her bag
suddenly flew open. A wooden carved box floats next to her, she sighs again.

Peter's eyes widened as he watches the floating wooden box.
"Bloody hells, what is that…" before he can finish his thought the box flew
open. Brianna smacks her head again as the rings fly out and appears on each of
the country's fingers. They all look at their hands like they never seen them
before.

"Oh they were not supposed to do that." Brianna sighed.
"When I find out who decided to have this happen I am totally gonna kick their butts."

Everyone in the house heard a pop sound. They realize that
there are now two carpet bags where there was only one before.

"Oh this is not going to be good." Brianna looked at the
young men. "Seems I am about to get some help."

A loud thud happens and a purple blur rolls and land at
Arthur's feet. He soon realizes that the purple blur is another young woman.
She has red hair and green eyes, wearing purple clothing. She looking at him
and he is looking down at her.

"Ouch." Llewella said, "Why do I always get expelled so
fast?"

The other carpet bag opens and two hands appear on either
side as a body comes out. Another young person this time a red headed, green
eyed teen boy appears. He is wearing green. "Sorry sis the bag is in a funk."
He looks over at Brianna. "Mum said we need to help, got the other rings." He
pulled himself out of the other bag.

Arthur helped up Llewella up. She smiled at him. He realized
she was not as tall as the other two young people. Brianna and Aaron were about
the same height, though he could tell Aaron would end up taller than both
girls.

"Ok," Antonio growled. "What is going on?"

"You all have been missing for three hundred years." Aaron
looked at the countries. "Wow."

"There should be more of them." Llewella blinked looking
about. "I know only twenty-seven countries that went messing."

Brianna looked at her two friends. "I think that's why we
are here. The others feel like they are here but they are not here." She looked
confused.