The nations were more stressed than the usual. They weren't even fighting like the usual. Everyone had puzzled looks on their faces and were deep in thought. It was the most stressful, yet most interesting situation they have found themselves in. Usually the government would handle this problem they had, but the government handed it to them. Somehow they believed that they were involve in this mess and they needed them to fix it. Everyone was just done with the problem.
The most stressed nations out of them all was England and America. The two nations discussed this over and over again with their own bosses, yet nothing could make them change their minds on dealing the problem themselves. They didn't find the problem to be that big exactly. It was just another regular problem in history that just happened again. The two stared at each other and looked at the girl who was brought in minutes ago.
"So..." Her voice echoed throughout the large meeting room.
There were at least fifty nations who attended this meeting and a few were still on their way. Their heads turned at her that silenced her immediately. She was intimidated by the people in the room. She didn't know them. She doesn't even know which person represented this nation since she locked herself in solitude for a whole week for her finals. She barely saw any sunlight that time and she didn't know what was going on outside. She was too determined to graduate.
"I assume that you are aware of your problem, Ms. (Last name)." England asked.
"Call me, uhh... (Y/n)." The formalities made her a bit uncomfortable.
(Y/n) felt like she was in some kind of movie where she accidentally gets into trouble.
"And yes, I am aware of going out of a museum with an alarm going off when I stepped outside of the exhibit," she answered," but I swear to god that I didn't steal anything."
England sighed and massaged his temples before he can ask the girl questions. He didn't want this to end badly, but this was like the Great Train Robbery all over again for him. This was all too familiar, but yet he felt that this was too different to be like that.
"Can you explain this then?" America held up an ornamental hair comb.
China looked up to see what he held. He wasn't paying too much attention since it wasn't really his business. It sort of is since it came from the Ancient China exhibit, but he wasn't all too intrested in it. Not until he saw the familiar accessory America held in his hand.
The sudden stiffness in his body was caused by shock. His eyes widened. As of now, he made himself swear that he should pay more attention in these meetings.
The intricate designs were personalized. The green jade lotus that had a tiny topaz in the middle was a part of his own idea. The silver structure of the comb drew out curvacious designs of leaves that were connected with the few pearls it had. Two white flowers, made out of white jade, with diamonds in the middle were side by side with the main flower. He knew the owner of this comb, but he couldn't possibly believe that it would be in good condition. He gave that comb to someone when Wu Zetian was still in power, and that time was more than a thousand years ago. How was it still intacted? How did it survive this far?
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you how I got it." Now he started to hear voices clearly. "No matter how many times I tell the truth to other people, they won't believe me."
He snapped out of his daze and looked at the girl who was pinching the bridge of her nose in annoyance. The look on her face was matching the term of "I am so done with your bullshit." The nation found himself staring at her in shock. She looked just like the girl he met back then. The same eyes, hair, skin, looks, actions, voice, everything. He was too shocked to move or even yell at the other nations to pipe down. For a moment, he thought he was going to have a heart attack. His breathing almost stopped and his heart pounded. He wanted to say that it wasn't true.
"No way! She's was more than four dynasties ago!" He panicked in the inside. "A descendant perhaps? But the comb!"
He was so shocked. Russia noticed across the table and looked at his friend with both eyebrows raised. The tall nation was aware of China's shock and sudden eagerness to listen today.
"Try us."
(Y/n) sighed and crosses her arms. She was done telling the truth. These people just wanted to hear what they want to hear, and that's the so-called "truth" where she admits that she stole the comb. She has been telling everything truthfully since the beginning, and nobody believes her. Again, what did she expect when she told the truth? It's worth another try.
"I time traveled all the way to the Tang Dynasty, there." She spoke confidently without any hesitations left. "And there was this guy who gave me the comb and this too."
She pulled out a necklace out of her shirt. Red strings woven together and a green ring hung from it. China knew the designs of that ring. He made the carvings on that ring and wove the chain out of red string. He knew the exact details of that very necklace. The jade could've lasted, but the chain shouldn've. Nobody could've created the same style of the chain.
His mind went blank into thought. There was a possibility, but he could be wrong. Maybe they were just heirlooms that were taken care of very well, or they repaired parts. He just couldn't believe it himself. He needed to know. He had to try.
Chin stood up from his seat. Everyone had their eyes on him, including (Y/n). Then everything stopped for a moment. Time and space just paused. The whole scene was just another cliché thing, but he couldn't care less. Right now, the two who looked at each other started to break. Confusion and puzzling thoughts went into their minds. Questions that needed to be answered and unknown reasons needed to be known. Both of their eyes were staring widely at each other. Shock, fear, nervousness, confusion, disbelief, and joy swirled in them.
"H-How the hell are you alive?!"
I am so sorry for the incomplete story hours ago, I thought I saved the finished one through the revision history. I'm so sorry and I had no idea until I saw the comments of unfinished sentences. Sorry for the inconvenience guys TuT
Auf Wiedershen for now!
-Pumpkin