The American Plan (What do you mean there's no plan?!?!?!) An Hetalia Fanfiction

Chapter 19: What Are You?

Thought's = '_'

Talking = "_"

Native American = {_}

An Action(Ex. Letting out a sigh) = *_*

P.O.V America/North

I managed to send a message to Shádi'ááh about the states that had snuck on board, using my familiar and my spirit guide, a thunder bird named Tama. I had to tell him in that letter not to send his familiar, Nootau a phoenix, to message me because knowing him, he would have. Turns out Jefferson also packed the teeth leaves and other nonsense supplies, he would be given an ear full when I get back if it's not useful for anything. We left St. Charles on May 21 and we've been following the Missouri River ever since then. It's been pretty boring since we left though. I wonder if Shádi'ááh is still alive?

P.O.V Confederacy/South

"SLAM!" "BANG!!"

I was holding the doors closed as it raddled from the force, breathing loudly. Thomas walked past and paused looking at me, "Why do you even let these goats run around," I growled out. "They like the grass in front of the square," he said tilting his head to the side, like it was common sense. He started walking back to his office, another good headbutt on the door almost sent me flying, 'I'm about to kill them!'

(Time Skip)

Papers were stacked around me, my head resting on my desk, "Gahhh" 'I don't even want to know how much paperwork I would have to do if the other countries knew about us.' A mental alarm in my head went off, 'Ok, my five minute break is up!' I pulled my head back up and pulled the next paper in front of me. It went on like that for a while before I felt something else. I kept writing not giving any signs of knowing anything, but I stretched my powers around the room looking for anything.

'There!' I felt around spotting the presence and slowly wrapping around the cloak of power that was keeping it hidden. It felt weird, I first felt an aura that was pure and shiny, but there was something wrapped around it, trying to conceal it. I knew that aura though, 'Hmm, hello Trickster! But you're not really a Trickster now are you?' My spirit closed in and shattered the cloak. I kept writing not looking up, "Hello, and who might you be?" I asked, 'Annnnd sign on the dotted line! Done! Finally, one more stack to go.'

I looked up, standing there in front of me was a man about 5'8, he had blond hair, with pale skin and honey colored eyes. He shuffled around some before asking, "How did you know I was here?" I pondered for a second trying to add some effect before I answered, "I could tell from your aura. You are something else." The thing tilted his head to the side, "And what are you? A psychic?" it questioned. A smirk came to my face, "You first, Trickster!" it looked shocked for a second, "If you already know what I am, why did you ask?"

"Because you're not just a Trickster. You're something else too." I answered simply, "What do you mean? I'm a Trickster," it argued back getting aggravated. "I've met Tricksters before, they have a type of aura and you have that for sure. But you have another aura buried underneath it. So! What are you?" I implored, tilting my head to the side.

"Hmm, how about this! You tell me what you are, then I'll tell you what I am! Deal?" it asked curiously.

"Huh, nice try. I know you are still a Trickster." I chuckled out. It let out a huff, "How about this? I will tell you what I am, as soon as you tell me what you are..... besides a Trickster. We can even shake on it!" I stood up and walked over to him, holding out my hand for it to shake. They contemplated for a second before reaching for my hand, as soon as they grabbed it, I wrapped my magic around it, sealing the contract. It looked shocked but quickly narrowed its eyes at me, "What did you do?" It growled out, "Nothing much, just a small spell so you can't go back on your word and not tell the truth. It won't harm you at all and it's just put in place for that! Now what are you?"

I know I probably looked like an excited puppy, but I couldn't help myself, this creature was something new. "Fine! My name is Gabriel and I am an Archangel," he said reluctantly. 'An Archangel?! Didn't know they existed! Well time to hold up my end of the contract.' "My name is Jayson C. Smith. Also known as the South of the United States of America!" I stated proudly. The Archangel's eyes widened, "You're a nation? Wait. What do you mean by South? I thought there was only supposed to be one?"

I furrowed my eyebrows, "Yeeess...I'm a nation. And what I mean what I said, I'm the personification of the South. I don't know why you would think there would only be one."

(P.O.V change, Gabriel!!!!)

'Why are there two of them? There was only supposed to be one! They're not like the two Italys. Wait. Where's his other half then?' I looked up at the personification, he looked about as confused as I was, of course I just didn't show it as prominently. "Where is your counterpart then?" I prodded. The nation let out a sigh, "He's on the Lewis and Clark expedition. I would suggest not dropping in on him though, he's liable to shoot first and ask questions later." He looked at me, "Even if the normal means of death don't work for you, he will find a way."

That surprisingly made me feel better that I didn't run into the North personification, but still I had to joke about it, "What? Does he scare you that much?" He looked me dead in the eye, "Yes. He ended up killing a wendigo without burning it. And with other notable occurrences, yes he does scare me." 'Huh, interesting.'

(P.O.V change, Confederacy/South)

A headache was starting to come on-Oh nope it's just the kids are going to get into something real soon. That means I've been away too long and it's time to go home before they somehow light the house on fire.

I went back to my desk and gathered everything up as the archangel watched curiously, "I have a feeling you're going to be sticking around for a while, so follow me." He followed me quietly as I got to the front doors of the White House, 'Brace yourself Shádi'ááh. Three.' I tensed my muscles up, 'Two.' Hands against the door, 'ONE!' I pushed them open and ran out. The baying of goats filled my ears. Of course they had waited for me, I was their favorite target.

I jumped the wall just in time, "thUNK!" resounded from behind me, *Sigh* 'How Náhookos is able to pet and play with them is beyond me.' The flapping of wings sounded from beside me, I turned to look and saw Gabriel looking at the wall smirking, "I like the goats!" he announced as he turned and looked at me. "Of course you do," I growled out, shuffling down the road towards home, 'From one hell house to the next!'

Familiars:

Tama: Name means Thunderbolt, is a thunderbird and Náhookos's familiar/spirit guide.

Nootau: Name means Fire in Algonquin, is a phoenix and Shádi'ááh's familiar/spirit guide.

Author's Note:

GABRIEL!!!!! I love Gabriel!! Anyways I hope you enjoyed the chapter and till next time!! Peace!

-Luna