Curse of the Academy (A Hetalia Fan-Fiction)

Chapter 13- Afterlife Brothers

[Ludwig's PoV]

   As always, we rest at the lobby and check the journal,...

Ludwig: So this is the entry?

Kenneth: [nods]

   So, the journal entry is something like this....

Entry 15: Investigation

1. 12 bodies

-includes a senior and 3 sets of brothers

2. circle

3. clock

-  the arrangement

- before 6am

4. the chant:

   Ortus in terra sit,

   Educ spiritus scire

   quod nunquam de mundo.

(Latin: Born on the earth

             Bring forth the spirit

             That the world has never know)

5. the regret:

    Leave the spirit

    out of this place

    Remove all damage

    caused by the spirit

   Let the spell leave

  and never come back

Cathryn: I don't get #2.

Ginger: So do I.

Ludwig: At least we know how to break it.

Kenneth: We must meet the requirements.

Cathryn: Yeah sure, we need a circle and a clock.

Ginger: I don't really think that's literal.

   Then, I hear noises from the Audio Visual Room. I quickly stand up, but this makes Feliciano worry,

Feliciano: Vee~ Ludwig, where are you going?

Gilbert: Yeah, West where are you going?

Ludwig: Somewhere.

   I go in the room and look around to see if the "it" is hiding. I walk to the trophy shelf,...

Ludwig: This academy sure wins a lot of competitions.

   After I go to the shelf, something is at the back of the screen (A/N: I don't know how to call a sheet that partners with the projector), there's a secret sliding door. As I slide it curiously, the Oni pins ne to the ground. I quickly kick it, and it move back. I rummage through my clothes and found a spare dagger in my secret pocket in my pants. I run towards the Oni and slice it through, but it dodge, so I technically slice the sheet.

[Gilbert's PoV]

   I'm wondering where West went, so is Feli-chan.

Feliciano: Vee~ Gil, where's Ludwig?

Gilbert: I don't know, but I saw him going to that room. [points AVRoom]

Feliciano: Let's go there.

Gilbert: I don't think that's a good idea.

Feliciano: Please, for me.

Gilbert: [grunts] Alright.