Chapter 7: Portals

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"S-Since when?" Brazil breathed.

"We've been working on it for quite a long period of time." UN replied, "But we have no plans of using it very soon with all that is going on."

"It's not fair!" Mexico voiced angrily, "Your hid it from us this whole time and you don't even show it to us?!"

UN looked around. Countries began agreeing with Mexico. He knew that he had no choice.

"Alright, I'll send the coordinates to you. But don't say I haven't warned you, it's new and still very unstable." 

With that, UN walked away from the podium as countries forgot who they were enemies with and began conversing amongst themselves about what UN had so suddenly said shortly before.

The crowd thinned.

America walked away from the empty meeting hall when he heard a voice call out, "Wait!"

He turned to see Bangladesh walking towards him. 

Before America could say anything, Bangladesh began talking.

"I thought Nepal was dead. He was so important to me, and everyone else who knew him. Thinking he was dead then being told a day later he's alive is everything but reasonable. Are you making this up?! Do you know how important this is? It's a matter of life and death! Don't joke around so you can get your way in political affairs. I know Nepal better than I know myself. Even if Kashmir and Nepal are on the good side, I know Nepal would never do bad. As long as he has his own soul, mind, and will, he will never, ever cause any harm to anyone." Bangladesh stated in fury.

She walked outside.

America took a moment to process this. 'Own soul, mind, and will? What if someone was bribing them... or.... A bell rang in America's head. All the missing countries had either been missing, or thought to be dead. All these deaths these recent days. Was someone controlling them? This all had happened when the sky had gone dark for a few days and two stars fell out. He should probably meet up with NASA soon. He just had a gut feeling something was going to happen soon.



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