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The Children of the Nations Saga 1: Rise of the Phoenix

A Pokemon X and Y-Hetalia Crossover

Prologue: A Meeting of Mages

A figure was running down the stairs to his friend’s basement. He was holding onto his top hat that was sitting on messy strawberry-blonde hair to keep it from blowing off as his ruby eyes looked ahead of him. He was breathing hard from his run, and one could see fangs in his mouth. Despite how well dressed he was in his black trench coat with the red trim and his fancy dress clothes, he knew he was late as he burst in through the door.

“SO SORRY ABOUT THAT!” the figure shouted as two other males looked at him while standing near an object on a table and a few bats flew in to add to the spirits and fairies that were already there. “That stupid Hungary wouldn’t get a hint of me leaving to meet you guys until Austria stepped in!”

The other two just rolled their eyes, completely understanding the eternal grudges their fellow Nation would have with her and vice versa. Especially since Hungary has such a nasty grudge, she keeps naming all of her dogs after his more famous bosses, much to his dismay, and he refuses to even speak with her unless he has no choice.

“At least you’re here now Romania,” one male with dull blue eyes commented. He was dressed almost like a sailor with a white hat, a blue suit and shoes. A Nordic cross barrette and a floating curl was seen in his pale blonde hair. “Another five minutes and England would have started to get antsy as per normal.”

“Oh sod off already Norway!” the shaggily blonde-haired man called England retaliated, his very bushy eyebrows furrowing over fiery Emerald green eyes that were slightly brighter than the uniform he wore under a black cloak before he cleared his throat and regained his gentleman-like composure as a small mint green bunny with wings landed on his shoulder. “But he does have a point of you finally arriving Romania. I just sensed something interesting only yesterday and it turned out Norway also sensed it around the same time.”

“Hey I sensed something yesterday too!” Romania exclaimed. “You don’t think it’s one of them do you?”

“What other explanation is there?” Norway asked. “Especially since a lot of the other Nations have developed some very strong bonds over the years. Of course we need to confirm it. That’s where you come in.”

England nodded as he gestured to the object, which turned out to be a crystal ball. “I know you haven’t used one of these crystal balls in a while but would you be so kind to help us, Romania? Norway and I have tried ourselves a few times but we just don’t seem to have your gift.”

The Romanian Nation nodded, feeling quite flattered as seen by the fanged grin on his face, as he walked over to the crystal ball and waved his hands around it, activating his magic to see what secrets it would show. At once it began to glow as an image was now starting to show up. It was a bird of fire but it also seemed to also be blessed with powers of lightning. Suddenly the bird changed into a young figure that was wearing a Germanic Cross with a small, red maple leaf decorating it in the middle.

The only other hint the crystal would give was a pair of blazing red eyes that seemed familiar to a particular ex-Nation they knew, yet so much more brighter before the image faded completely.

England looked thoughtful. “So it seems we are correct. Best we begin rounding up the others.”

The other two knew what that meant but they decided to let him finish as his eyes seemed to glow this time to match a smirk on his face.

“It seems we have a Nation’s Child to find.”