Unsuspecting Murder [Countryhumans Edition] (COMPLETED)

Chapter 3 - The Red-Stained Tea

Day Three

October 22, 20XX, 8:00 AM, UN's Mansion, Germany + Poland's Room
Germany Berlin

The tri-colored country woke up to the alarm clock, making the sound that everyone would remember back in the school days.

The German yawned and pressed the red button on top of the alarm for it to stop, and slowly sat up and grabbed his glasses from the nightstand next to him. He placed them onto his nose and slightly rubbed his eyes, whilst slowly getting out of bed.

He looked over to the other bed to see Poland, sleeping peacefully with his white wings tuckered in with him. He smiled to see his lover okay and peaceful, though it didn't last long when they both heard a screaming coming down from the hall in a room. It startled the poor Polish speaker out of bed, to the result of a thud sound and Poland laying on the ground with his face downward.

Germany got worried and went over to the smaller country and helped him stand up. They both got up, and soon enough went out of the room to look into the hallway to see some other countries looking out as well, while other countries were gathered around the door to France and Britain's room.

They both got curious and went to join the crowd of people, Germany struggled at first to get through the crowd but he managed to get in front of everyone.

The scene he saw in front of him made his eyes widen in shock and horror.

On the ground, there was France on her knees as she held the dead Britain, who had red stains all over his chest, most staining the white shirt he wore, around a bloodied stab wound positioned right over his heart. France was trembling and filled with pain and horror, as she stared at the lifeless but peaceful expression the British man had on his face.

The German was still for a moment, thinking who could've done this?! He then shook his head knew that he had to find who the murder is, it is his role after all.

He then sees FBI and NATO trying to calm down everyone but they seem to not have made any progress whatsoever, where's UN when you need him?! Speaking of UN, Germany wondered where he might be, he should've heard France scream or maybe his room was further down?

Germany then shook the thought away and then went to go investigate the crime scene.

He went inside the room and looked around for a moment, before moving towards Britain's bed to check the blankets but to only be met by pure white sheets, drenched in the British's blood.

He heard light footsteps behind him and he turned around to be met by the American's worried expression standing behind him. "Hey Ger..." America greeted quietly, the German greeted back "Hej Amerika..." "So... Need me to help you, look around?" America asked, Germany nodded and they both began to look around the room in silence, whilst the only sound was their quiet footsteps, against the cold wooden floor.

America searched France's side of the room, whilst Germany did Britain's.

The German country looked in the dark wooden nightstand drawers, to only find nothing but a pile of white blank papers in each one. He then moved on to the underside of Britain's bed and crouched down to be met by darkness, though something shiny reflected the light that came from the hallway.

Germany grew curious and tried to reach his hand over to it, when he touched it and tried to grab it, he yelled in slight pain when he pulled his hand back out.

He stared at his hand to see it was covered in a light layer of red liquid and his palm having a skinny red streak across it. "Amerika, I found something!" Germany said, loud enough for the thirteen striped country, who was checking in one of the nightstand's drawers, to hear.