School of Secrets {Countryhumans School AU}

Chapter Sixteen: The Third Kidnapping

A/N: Some blood and violence >:>

3rd person's POV

The rest of the Keyfinders met up once again in Japan's room. Each of them had been on the lookout all day for their missing friends, and hadn't seen anything related to their whereabouts. All of them were nervous and suspicious now, but there was nothing else to be done. It was already late, and they were too tired to continue the search. They headed to their respective dorms for the night, unaware that yet another of their friends was about to be taken.

America's POV

I never thought I'd say this, but I was totally wrong. Neither Ukraine or South Korea were in their classes today, and neither showed up for lunch. Something fishy is going on here, but it's no help to our friends if we stay up too late searching. We need to get some rest before we continue to look.

I walked in the dorm, checking up on Russia. He was in his room, fast asleep. I smiled to myself, and quietly shut his door. I walked into my room, and crashed on the bed, not even bothering to take off my shoes. I buried my face in the pillow and started to fall asleep...

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...Man, Russia sure is making a lot of noise.

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...Waitaminute...

...He's asleep...

I shot up out of bed and checked the clock. I've only been asleep for half and hour. I opened my door quietly, and gently eased Russia's door open...

There was someone in his room.

"Hey, what are you doin-" I barely was able to utter this much before the figure spun around and launched itself across the room, knocking me backwards into the hall. I coughed out some blood. Dang, that guy could punch.

"I was hoping for the Russian, but you'd do just as well..." A gravely voice that I didn't recognize said softly. It was creepy.

"Well you might have taken my friends unawares, but you're not gonna get me without a fight!" I shouted.

The figure chuckled, they must have guessed that I was trying to wake Russia up so I could get some back-up. "It's too late, kid. He can't hear you, he's out cold. I don't have enough to take you out completely, so I'll have to do it the good old-fashioned way." With that, the creep ran at me, holding a knife in one hand, and some kind of club-like weapon in his other, like the ones policemen have. I smirked and drew out my babies. Luckily, I never go anywhere without 'em.

"EAT LEAD YOU CREEP!!!"

I shot a couple of rounds into him, my AK-47 and .45 pumping bullets into the figure. I laughed crazily, and only stopped when I heard a clicking noise.

Unbelief crossed my features, and I gaped at the man, no, the THING that stood before me. Bullets littered the floor at his feet, having bounced off his figure and onto the floor. I dropped my guns and stepped back in fear.

"W-what are you?" I managed to whisper in a hoarse voice.

In response, a fist slammed into my face, the knife in his hand cutting me good across the cheek. I reacted, my foot coming up and kneeing them in the stomach. They grunted, and I grabbed them, flipping them over my back in the same move I had used on Reonelles earlier, just this time without all of the theatrics.