3 hour flight to Washington D.C.

Time: 06:30 P.M.

Jane:

I yawned as everyone gets off from their seats. The flight from Miami to Washington D.C. was probably one of the most exhausting rides ever!

I rubbed my tired eyes and stretched out from my seat. My Mom and Grandma Jen-Jen were slowly getting their luggages from up above the seats. I could never reach those things. I hate that! Grandma, Mommy, and me went to Miami to help people run a marathon! It was fun but I was sticky and tired after our first break. Mommy said I was strong for an eight year old.

Grandma Jen-Jen looked at me and smiled. "Well, looks who is finally awake." She patted my fuzzy brown curls and slowly followed the line with other people to leave. Grandma Jen-Jen came with us as soon as possible. Mom sounded urgent on the phone and Grandma sounded scared. We were staying in a fancy hotel while Grandma lived miles away from us. I think it was close to the beach! I love beaches...

I smiled at Grandma as Mom adjusted my little dress and shoes. I got annoyed by her touching me so I slapped her arm away and marched with my red, white, and blue bag outside of the plane. Mommy didn't manage to get a plane for just the three of us alone for some reason. I haven't been in one with a lot of people in two years! It just feels different...And I am going to investigate with Mister Truffles!

Mr.Truffles is my stuffed kangaroo toy that Grandpa made for me before he left for vacation. Mommy was upset when she told me this and Grandma Jen-Jen was even more sad. I didn't feel bad though. I knew what they meant but...I couldn't cry in front of them. It was too much.

I hugged Mister Truffles protectively as I saw a large man in a green army uniform salute me and smile widely. "Hey cutie pie! It's been awhile!"

"Hello Sir!" I cutely saluted back as he picked me up.

"Where's your Mother? We have to hurry up to see you Daddy."

"She probably went to the bathroom with Granny." I nervously picked my nails.

Mommy always went to the bathroom and it takes FOREVER! So...It's one reason why I run away. But this man always catches me. But he is always nice. His daughter is my babysitter!

"Well, I'm going to set you in the limo, okay? Don't try to escape, Mister George is-"

"Mister George is here?!" I jumped off of him and ran outside to find the limo.

Mister George was Daddy's butler and he always tucked me in bed! I sometimes called him Grandpa though...Grandma Jen-Jen one time even looked at me funny at a Christmas Party.

"Mister George!!!" I jumped on him as I saw him smile, holding out the door for me patiently. I almost dropped Mister Truffles.

He chuckled and patted my hair. "Ah, Miss Janet. You are quite early from your arrival."

"Of course I am! Mommy is taking too long and-"

A loud weird laugh come from not far from us. I slowly turned around to find people looking like they were sick from the cold except for their neon colored hair and eyes. One of them even looked like Mommy and Grandma...

"Miss Janet, if you may, please get into the car." Mister George said very calmly and impatiently.

I nodded and jumped inside the black limo. I tried my hardest to forget about Mommy and Grandma Jen-Jen. Although they were the closest to my family, I know that they are strong people. They taught me to be strong so my guess is that they were even stronger. "W-Where are going?"

"A safer place than here Miss Janet. A safer place indeed."

Mister George drove off out of the airport and out to what I was thinking was the White House. I turned around, gazing at the glass to find the people that were sick in the distance holding sharp objects of what doctors held.

I shuddered and looked back at Mister George worriedly and back at the window.

I hope Mommy and Grandma Jen-Jen are okay...

•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•

Underground base in Washington D.C.

7:43 P.M.

Canada:

I waited patiently seated with other people including my brother and other countries to begin the meeting. But instead of a 'World Meeting' it was a meeting with also our bosses and our bosses families and co-workers. It wasn't something that happened so often. Last time was probably during the world wars, where everyone was practically dead and everyone could only think about killing themselves.

However, this time...it was worse.

America's boss, also known as the President of the United States was dead...And who killed them was a country like ourselves.

(( D: I was hoping this was the good Chapter!! But sadly this was a filler...Sorta...Hehe^^"

Well it sounded good though to me!! I just needed SOMEONE special to check it.. •3•"

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