Stop following me. (second spinoff of never leave you alone)

chapter twenty three

Denmark acted like nothing was wrong but he missed his little sister, he focused on parties and drinking to keep his mind off the girl.
Norway was definitely crankier than he used to be, Finland and Sweden tried to keep on with happy outlooks.
Iceland had put himself in greater isolation from Norway getting clingier.
The family was in disarray out of worry for their missing member.
Luxembourg called the Nordics, Romania, England, and America.
He knew they would help him.
The other countries all picked up, Luxembourg explained what he had figured out.
Norway scolded him.

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Luciano was a bit jumpy during the rest of the time setting up the mafia center in the town.
He had gotten word that his men were knocked out by an unknown entity, the ones who may have seen something were slaughtered.
The wares they had were stolen as well.
The Italian looked at the recording from the remote cameras he had set up.
A hooded figure appeared and the men fell down, the ones who saw the figure were stabbed by a large sword.
The figure picked up the shipping crates like they were nothing and disappeared, the clothes the figure wore cloaked whether it was a female or male.

The Italian was practically tearing his hair out in frustration.
"MEN! COME-A HERE NOW!", He screamed.
The men who worked for him ran in.
"What is wrong Ruciano?", the Japanese man asked.
"We were-a robbed.", Luciano answered, "I want-a all of you to-a go to the other warehouses and-a guard them!"
"Yes luciano!", The men said and fell out to their positions.
Luciano sat back down and sighed, "who-a the fuck has the-a balls to-a mess with the most ferocious mob boss of-a all?"

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Lutz sighed as he sat on a crate, inside were weapons they had procured from various dealers. Even ones made by Thurston.
Those they usually got from a party that bought the Finnish weapons first.
The German man lay back and rested his hands behind his head, the area was Really peaceful.
He closed his eyes and heard the tapping of shoes on the concrete.
The pinkish-violet eyed man opened his eyes again, there stood the hooded figure.

The blond German sharply inhaled, he did not know why but something about this person scared him.
He could not point it out but the air changed from peaceful to deadly.
Lutz jumped up quickly and the figure pulled a large blade weapon from... their pocket?
The man grabbed his gun and pointed it at the figure, "Jou have made a mistake by attacking us."
the figure was silent as it walked forward, the lights in the warehouse flickered.
The man was shaking, "vho, vho a-are jou?!"
Silnce.
"S-stay back!"
Silence as the figure kept approaching menacingly.
Lutz could hardly point the gun straight anymore, he was shaking so much.

The figure disappeared from sight after the lights flickered again.
Lutz let out a breath he was holding.
A dull pain became sharper before becoming almost unbearable, he collapsed onto the cement.
The crate he was on was picked up, he felt his gun holding hand move to his temple on its own.

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Kuro was sharpening his blade, waiting for an incoming fight.
The looked up when the lights flicked off then back on, a hooded figure stood on the crate behind him.
The Japanese male struck with his sword, the figure jumped and landed lightly on the cement floor.
The red eyed man struck again, the figure flickered out of sight.

Kuro felt a slash from behind.
He fell forward and felt a stomp to his groin, he let out a pained groan.
The Japanese man felt his arms raise the katana to his chest.

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Gilen sat next to the crate and listened to his chirping bird, the little black bird was just chirping away.
The Prussian man saw the lights flicker, the hooded figure was in front of him.
He heard a creak from the crate behind him, another hooded figure was on the crate.
The silver haired Prussian shook.
Two attackers.
The one in front of him took out a large sword and charged to strike, Gilen closed his eyes and waited for the impact.
None came.
He opened his red eyes and saw the figure from behind him had blocked the attack with a silver sword, the first one's whitish blue sword cracked under the force of the silver.