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•Do not question Aging and Aging Points. Historically, this may not be accurate. Translations may not be accurate.
•I decided Country/Region/City/Town/Tribe/state/etc humans can be LGBTQ +, no matter the religion since they aren't really real? I mean the country/region/state/town/tribe/etc is but countryhumans aren't really, so deal with it.
Also don't even try calling me Haram/Sinner, and no hate to any country, religion, tribe, culture etc, since I'll delete the comment. Deal with it.
•People's flag will be their Company, Organisation, town, village, tribe or city flag. Plain Families will have a coat of arms as their flag.
Note: The gif bellow is what represents the two sides
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Botswana had woken up on a table, very, very confused. He yelped, getting up and falling off the table, grumbling. It was a clean place, white tables and some doctor looking people taking care of other Nagas.
Those Nagas weren't even fighting back. Bunch of pets...
"Oh, guys, he woke up" One smiled, approaching him but the minute the person tried to pick him up Botswana bite them.
The person instantly backed away, doing her best to keep calm as Botswana hissed.
Some of the other Nagas tried to calm him down from inside their cages, assuring him that he was fine, but Botswana just called them a bunch of domestic pets, in which they tried to point out was good, but he rolled his eyes and did his best to fight back before being sedated again.
The other Nagas watched as he was checked up on and one of them got some nitrogen, spraying a bit on his tail to see if his scales would become diamonds, crystals etc and to confirm he was a Jewel species.
Once it was confirmed the others stare in awe. They were just normal Nagas and never witnessed the other species that they so desired to be born in.
Botswana felt like throwing up from being sedated to much and they were starting to notice. Soon, they put him in smaller cage and discussed what alternatives they could use.
Botswana noticed the guy who touched his tail. He was holding a bandaged child Naga and saw a girl with a red flag approach him.
"Arvo Jap! This little ankle-biter was found last night, with some smugglers, he seems to be a cobra!" He exclaimed, the kids beaming a big smile.
"Okay, then we'll realise him in a month" Japan chirped, she was a very serious but could be sweet person and secretly despised Nagas but only worked for him, she ended up working a little to hard to prove she was good for him and got chosen to be CEO.
She looked over to Botswana and Botswana gave her a hiss.
"He's the new fella, he's a bit aggro so don't take it as an offense if he starts to go Berko at you for no reason" He assured.
"He's a jewel...Hm, we'll put him in aviary 103" She muttered, her squeaky voice annoying the hell out of Botswana.
Australia soon took care of the child and went to pick up Botswana's cage. Botswana started shout questions, banging himself against the bars to break them, though the serum was taking effect.
The other normal Nagas watched, feeling bad for the guy.
A lot of the people working in Aviary 103 got a lot of bruises, explaining why the guy had plasters on his hand and one on his face.
Botswana finally stopped, his arms hurting and his body in a weak state.
"Sorry little guy, but we've got to keep ya safe, there poachers out there who wouldn't mind skinning ya, but I'll be the guy taking care of you and the others the most, names Australia, but you can call me Aussi!" The guy sympathetically smiled.
"I don't want to know your name, I don't want to be taken care of, and I certainly don't want to be here, with a bunch of pets" Botswana snapped.
"Well, the guys you are staying with are like you, so you have no worries, you'll hopefully get along with some of them." He sweated, remembering last time he had to deal with them.
"With some of them? What do you- "
"Well, you're here, Good Luck!" He quickly disrupted, opening the cage, and putting it in the room, and locking the door.
Botswana grumbled, looking around the place. (If you've seen Rio, the aviary is like the one Jewel and Blu meet in)
He slithered around, very, very confused. This would be his new habitat? Yeah, right, won't be when he escapes!
Before he could even look around to escape anything, he felt someone pounce on him and use their tail to grab his by his toros, suffocating him.
"من أنت؟ ماذا تكون؟! لماذا أنت هنا؟!"
(min 'ant? madha takun?! limadha 'ant huna?!) (Who are you? What are you?! Why are you here ?!) They growled.
"Gah- Ugh, My, Y-You're suuu-suffocatin-ing me!" He gasped out, well at least he knew what his prey feels like!
"O-Oh, you're Ameri- AYE!" They yelped, getting of him, and holding their tail in pain.
"I am not American!" Botswana corrected.
"Damn Jewel Species!" He cursed, trying to pull the scale out of his tail.
Oil Species are incredibly cold since the environment of oil is hot, so they normally live-in deserts, but their tails would melt if they were so hot, so they are cold to stop their scales and tails from melting, though their so cold if they make contact with a jewel species tail, the jewel species scales will become solid jewels.
"Saudi Arabia, what are you doing near our side gain- oh, we've got a new one, and he's a jewel species! Another one for us, one more than you!" A guy chirped.
"Stop shoving it in my face Namibia!" Saudi Arabia snarled.
"Well, you're on our side of the aviary!" Namibia pointed out.
"You have more land than us, let us take a metre or so!" He groaned.
"Rather not, now slither away." Namibia yawned sarcastically.
Saudi Arabia hissed as he tried to slither away across teh river but he cried in pain, Botswana felt guilty for hurting him though it wasn't his fault and Saudi Arabia stopped trying to remove the scale. Namibia grumbled and dragged him to his side.
"You could have just removed the scale!" The Arab muttered.
"And what would be the fun in that?" He snickered.
The arb grumbled and bit the end of his tail. Namibia screamed in pain and was about to attack the arb till he pointed out that he was on his side. Namibia growled and slithered away to Botswana.
"Hey, I'm Namibia, your name?" He greeted.
"Uh, Botswana...What's up with you and him?" Botswana asked.
"Well, we Jewel and Gold Nagas don't like those oil Nagas, they think they're better than us!" Namibia angrily blurted.
"BECAUSE WE ARE!" A voice called out from the other side.
"See? They keep taking all the food and hogging the water!" He complained.
"BECAUSE WE ACTUALLY NEED IT!!!" Another voice called out.
"We actually need some to!" Namibia raged.
"Well, then come fight me for it!" A Naga shouted from the side.
Soon a different oil Naga and a gold Naga were fighting viciously, punching, whacking, biting, etc.
"I-Is someone going to stop them?!" Botswana panicked; he thought the freedom was hard, but this aviary was clearly going to be the definition of survival of the fittest.
"Fight! Fight! Fight- "
"What are you all doing this time?! Oh, fighting again, who started it?! Come on, own up!" A Naga snapped, appearing from the oil side, everyone went silent and stopped fighting.
"It was Kuwait!"
"No! It was Ghana! I promise South Africa!"
"...Kuwait, you're lying- " South Africa sighed.
Kuwait quickly slithered away with the other oil Nagas back in their side, hiding. South Africa soon looked over and gasped, Botswana was with Zimbabwe and Lesotho, hugging and he joined in.
"God, Botswana, we told you to stay safe!" Lesotho scolded, tearing up.
"I-I'm sorry! I didn't know they'd come back! B-but you're actually alive, I thought they killed you!" Botswana cried, pulling them all close.
The others were confused but South Africa told them that Botswana was an old friend from when the 3 of them were free Nagas.
Zimbabwe, Lesotho, and South Africa were hunted by some poachers while they were playing with Botswana as teens.
The 3 were smuggled and saved by the BPN and taken here.
"I see you're the boss around here" Botswana joked.
"Yeah, it's not the best...I suggest you stay under the radar of Japan and just act normal, and don't get into fights...She's been studying me for a while, and you don't ever want to get on her bad side" He shivered.
"Oh...So, anyway, have you guys tried escaping?" Botswana shrugged.
They all stared at him and started laughing hysterically.
"Botswana...if you think we can escape, then you're crazy!" Angola smirked.
One of the Nagas rom the other side let out a giggle and for reason Zimbabwe took this as an excuse to slither across the river and in and fight one of them.
"Fuck, Off!"
"BITCH! LAUGH AT MY FRIEND AGAIN AND I'LL BEAT YOU HARDER"
"GET OFF OUR SIDE!"
"THEN IRAQ NEEDS TO APOLOGISE TO BOTSWANA!"
"HECK NO!"
Botswana cringed away as he heard shouts and yelps in pain. South Africa tried to get them to stop but he got bite in the process.
Botswana was growing concerned as the they rolled on the floor and in the open eye, blood was starting to spill and soon they were fighting in a puddle of their own blood, hissing.
If you're wondering who's winning its Zimbabwe, mostly because an oil Naga has a disadvantage when it come to fighting a jewel Naga, if he touches the scales of the jewel Naga, he is so cold the scales become diamonds and diamonds are tough as hell.
After a few more minutes some professionals came into the room and separated them. The other Naga's tail and body was severely injured, and Zimbabwe was going to the lab to be sedated and given medication for his attitude.
Both were in tears, Iraq in tears of pain and Zimbabwe in tears of fear, the lab was a place of horrors...
Botswana realised he was going to need to fix the attitude and atmosphere between everyone if he wanted to escape successfully.
This was going to be really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, hard.
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