Letters of the past

Ch 2

"Should I do it?"

Most countries nods their heads in agreement. The Brit looks around the room, making sure that most people in the room agree with his question. He takes a deep breath and presses the green button.

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A screen appeared out of thin air, flickering black and white, which startled some nations. It kept flickering black and white until it settled on a home screen. The screen contained all the flags of the countries present that day. A small nation jumped up and down, pointing at the screen.

"Look, my flag is on there!"

The micronation exclaimed with a big smile. The fact that he finally is recognized by someone - or something - made him feel happy. The kid jumped up and down out of excitement, giving Finnish man a smile on his face. Finland went to the small nation and hugged him close.

"One day, you will become a nation."

"Really?"

"Yes, my dear."

Sealand had a smile from ear to ear. He pulled his fatherly figure into the hug as well, happy to feel this sense of encouragement.

This little scene gained England's attention and he glanced at America. Right after America looked back at him, the Brit diverted his attention again, much to the younger nation's disappointment.

China, on the other hand, turned his gaze away from Japan, feeling guilty for the things he did in the past.

Everyone's attention turned to the screen as it changed, a video appearing. It started with a voice of a man. He had brown hair and had two curls that oddly defied gravity. As he started talking, a bunch of people in the room gasped.

"Hello dear Nations."

He smiled as he started talking. Nations that knew him were in pure shock. Especially two Italians, whose tears were rolling over their cheeks. The entire room stayed silent as the person on the screen continued talking.

"I am the Roman Empire, or to some known as Grandpa Rome."

Grandpa Rome gave a big smile, but his eyes gave a slightly worried look. The only nation who was able to notice that was Canada. The Canadian slightly worries over the Ancient, wondering why he looked so worried.

Then a Tall man appear on screen. He had long, blond hair, which just surpassed his shoulders by a few centimeters. He had stern blue eyes, which happened to look like a certain country's. When the man appeared, a few people gasped, knowing the man all too well.

"I am Germania. As jou may have noticed, ve have gathered jou all to help jou."

A thick German accent rang through his voice. Germany looked over at his brother, who was silently crying. He patted his brothers shoulder, trying to comfort him yet not really knowing how to, as the man on the screen continued talking.

"Ve have seen all of jou suffer, and ve zthink it is time ve interveine."

Several more Ancients appeared on the screen, gaining gasps from the other nations. A tanned lady stepped forward, wearing native-american clothing. She had black hair that beautifully sat on her shoulders. Two nations perk up at the sight of her, both on the brink of tears. Native-America gave off a worried look as she started speaking.

"We, the Ancients, have seen you all suffer for far too long."

Some nations tensed up at this statement. Especially a certain French man and a Brit. Seeing the lady made them look down with shame. The feeling of guilt filling them. Another lady stepped forward, wearing a medieval-style dress. Her ginger hair stood out from the rest of the nations.