Blood pooled on the floor as Luxembourg breathed with a haggard breath, he was a bloody mess as Thurston removed his knife from the man's neck again.
The Finn stretched and wiped his forehead of sweat, he had already taken off his uniform jacket to show the black tank underneath and his lean muscled body.
Thurston let out a breath, "Do you give up now? I will keep breaking you until you yield whatever I want you to say or do."
The blue-green eyed male looked up at the Finn, the sniper was looking down at him with a sadistic smile on his face.
Thurston rolled his neck before landing a kick square in the jaw of Luxembourg.
The Luxembourgish man's jaw hung limp from his face.

A ping on Thurston's phone caught the Finnish man's attention, he picked up the phone and saw it was a picture from Loki.
The scarlet eyed Finn rolled his eyes and looked at the other messages, one was from Taris.
He looked down to his torture victim then back to his phone, he reattached Luxembourg's jaw and showed him the message.
"You know who has her, don't you?", The Finn asked.
Luxembourg looked at the message, he did not recognize any names on the screen from his talk with (y/n).
"No.", Luxembourg answered honestly.
Thurston was pissed that he did not know, "Fucking tell me what you know!"
He grabbed a clump of Luxembourg's hair and pulled his head up.
"I already did.", The Luxembourgish man said, "But you don't listen beyond your delusion."

This answer angered the Finnish man even more, all the time he spent torturing this worthless man for information was for nothing. He only received minimal entertainment.
Luxembourg's shaking breaths were getting weaker as he was bleeding out, Thurston felt unsatisfied.
"Don't pursue her when you wake up.", The Finnish man said before  slicing Luxembourg's neck open and shoved a grenade down it.
Thurston walked out of the room with his things as the grenade blew, he checked over the message from Taris again.
A new message came from the Lithuanian, 'I looked over transactions, Only two payments for the bidding was paid. Yours and Dracul.'
The brunet man gripped his phone in silent anger before sending Loki a text.

-

Oliver and Loki laughed at the stories they were sharing, Dracul quietly listened and practiced his magic.
"Hey Oliver, have you heard anything about my sister appearing in some places?", The Norwegian asked.
The British male thought for a bit, "No, I have not. I did get the notification from Edman about the auction she was a part of. I can assure you that I did not bid."
"Do you know who did?", The burned man asked his pale cheery friend.
"I know Allen slipped a few in because he wanted to see how high he could drive the price up.", The pinkish haired brit said, "But other than that, I have no idea who would have your sister. I honestly don't know if you are able to take care of another younger sibling, seeing what you did to Egil."
Loki pointed at Oliver, "He deserved it."

The British man shook his head, "You keep saying that,  but I think you did it because it seemed fun."
"You got me.", the burned Norwegian chuckled and stretched, "I'm going to use the restroom, excuse me."
Dracul kept an eye on Loki as the male left.
"You are acting a little more wary of Loki than you usually do.", Oliver commented, "Are you trying to hide something from him?"
"I should not tell you.", The dark Romanian said, "It would be better for you not to know."
Oliver nodded his head and looked back to his spell writings, "The keychain on your belt is adorable."
"I've been told.", The man said and looked at the fuzzy bat toy clipped to his belt.
Dracul returned to writing his notes.

Oliver poured a cup of tea and gave it to the Romanian man, "Here is some tea for you."
"Thank you.", the Romanian said and sipped the tea.
He soon dropped the cup after it became hot.
"Too hot for you? Hell is much hotter than that, bastard.", Loki said with a dangerous tone, "Where did you put her?"
"Loki, what are you talking about?", Oliver asked and looked at the Romanian's burned hand.
"Thurston just texted me, Taris found out that the only other person who paid for Kanin was Dracul.", the Burned Norwegian said, "I checked his guestroom and found her dress in there with hair in the hairbrush."
Dracul focused his magic into his hand to heal it, his red eyes were kept on the angered Norwegian.
"Where is she?", Loki asked again and stepped closer as flames licked his skin as they appeared on his body.

"She does not want to live with you. She is happier if you leave her alone.", Dracul said, "She does not want to marry Thurston."
The fiery haired Norwegian stepped closer and reached out to grab the Romanian man, "Tell me where she is so I can protect her."
"Who will protect her from you?", Dracul asked, "Sooner or later, one of you will hurt her and she will be terrified of you even more than she already is."
Loki scoffed, "She will see that we only want what is best for her."

Dracul knew he was trapped and warped away from his own house frantically.
(Y/n) and Gilen were eating breakfast when he warped in, the red eyed Romanian looked up to the female.
"You have to go, they found out that I had you.", The Romanian male said, "Please, escape. Hide somewhere, find someone you can trust to care for you."
Gilen held her hand with a large amount of concern pouring to her from his expression, the female smiled at him reassuringly.
"Do not worry, I will come visit you again.", The silver haired woman spoke softly and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
Her hand slipped out of the albino Prussian's and she disappeared, she was gone.
Dracul was still kneeling on the ground as he looked at the floor, he had failed to protect her like he promised. He should have cleared the transaction data in Edman's systems.

But as they say, hindsight is 20/20.
The Romanian man got up and went back, he had to face the consequences of his actions now. Even if the consequences were unpleasant.
Oliver was trying to hold loki back as the enraged Norwegian was trying to get to the Romanian.
"Let him go Oliver, this fight has been a long time coming.", Dracul said and readied himself for the fight to come, "Loki, Do your worst. I cannot tell you anything you want to know, for I know not where she has gone."
The enraged Norwegian burned the skin of the English man holding him back, Oliver let him go.
Loki rushed forward with flaming hands as Dracul waited, a small smile on the Romanian's lips as he remembered why he was fighting.

-

Iceland placed his pen down after writing another entry in his journal.
He wanted to see his adopted sister again.
The sun was rising, he had to go down for breakfast. The silver haired male picked the puffin up and walked downstairs.
He sat with his brothers as he partook in the meal, something began to nag at him.
He felt some magic interrupt their home's air.
Norway looked at his brother then to the others, he had felt the fluctuations in magic too.

The two gave each other a small nod and got up, the others noticed their sudden change.
"Yo, norge. What's up?", Denmark asked with a mouth full of food.
"Someone is here.", Norway answered, "Someone with strong magic."
Malthe got up, "I'll go too."
"Nej, you stay here.", The blond Norwegian answered, "Iceland and I will look into it."
"Be careful.", Finland said and watched the two brothers walk up the stairs to the bedrooms.
The two slowly approached Iceland's room, the magic was coming from there.

Slowly, Norway opened the door and looked in.
He let out the breath he was holding and relaxed.
Iceland peeked in too, long silvery-white hair billowed from the head of the sleeping female who was laying on his bed.
His cheeks felt warm, (Y/n) was back and on his bed.
Her breaths made her abdomen rise and fall in rhythmic patterns.
The blond Norwegian got up and walked back down to the others as Iceland kept watching her, she was wearing a uniform that he did not recognize. Perhaps from a 2p who helped her hide from Thurston?

He could hear the loud exclamations from the Dane downstairs, Denmark will more than likely want to bug her with questions.
Iceland had questions as well, but he will let her answer them when she felt comfortable enough to do so.
The Icelandic male smiled a little, relieved that she was home safely.
He got up from his kneeling position and walked back down to the breakfast table where everyone was in a clamor.
Denmark and Finland were asking him questions of if (y/n) was alright and if she was awake or asleep.
Iceland told them that she was sleeping and that she would probably need to have some rest, the brothers quieted down after that.

After breakfast was done, Iceland returned to his room.
(Y/n) was still asleep, she must have used a lot of her magic.
He sat at his desk and waited for her to wake up.
It was about thirty minutes before he felt the magic behind him restore, she was waking up.
He waited for her to address him as he wrote in his journal again. Mister puffin sat on the female's body.
"Iceland?", Her soft voice caught his attention, he looked behind him.
She was looking at him with her big Violet - red eyes, the silvery-white lashes framing them made her look even more ethereal than she already was.

"I'm glad to see that you are okay (y/n).", Iceland said and smiled a little bit.
She looked confused, he was cold to her before. What happened?
He noticed her surprised look and looked down, "I'm sorry for being rude to you those other times."
"It's okay, you did not know me and I was taking attention from your brother away from you. You had to be a little angry.", the female responded with a understanding tone.
"N-no! It was nothing like that!", Iceland replied, "I don't mind you taking away some of his attention, it's that I did not know how to act with a younger sibling. Especially a sister."
The silvery haired female nodded.

Iceland sat quietly, he did not know what to say to her.
He could not tell her the dreams he had been having of her recently and she might not be ready to tell him what happened.
"Iceland?", she brought him out of his thoughts, "Can I hug you?"
The Icelandic male was a little tense before nodding to give her his permission to hug him.
Her arms felt warm as she embraced him, she was warm.
Iceland found himself unable to resist returning her embrace, he felt even better than before about having a little sister.
Their intimate moment was shattered by the click of a camera.
Norway was at the door with a smile on his face and a camera in his hands, "You two are adorable."

The Icelandic male was upset, "How long have you been there?"
"Long enough.", The pale skinned Norwegian answered, "You are so sweet together."
The silvery haired male stopped hugging his sister while she kept hugging him, her eyes looking up at the older brother.
"I assume something happened that made you come back.", Norway said and the female nodded.
(Y/n) let go of Iceland and gave the older brother a hug, He returned her hug and held her firmly in his arms.
"Lillesøster. I missed you and worried about you.", The blond Norwegian said and patted her head.
The younger brother became a little irritated.

"Norway, is Far nearby?", (y/n) asked.
"Ja, he should be painting again in the living room.", Norway answered, "You can go see him. I need to talk to Iceland anyway."
The albino female nodded, "Okay Storebror."
The blond male let her go and patted her back to encourage her, she gave him one more smile before going off to see her father.
(Y/n) skipped down the stairs and walked to the living room.
Malthe was sitting in front of newest work and painting more on it.
The silvery-white haired female walked up behind him and gave him a hug, the blond man tensed up but relaxed after feeling it was his daughter.
"Ah prinsesse, I am happy you are okay.", The blond man smiled and turned to his daughter.

He placed his brush down and hugged his child, "Did Dracul take good care of you?"
"Ja, he was very nice.", The red-violet eyed female responded, "Dracul taught me more magic uses and let me learn from the books in his library."
She layer her head on her father's broad chest, "I missed you. But I had to stay away, I can't stay long here either."
"I wish you could stay longer.", Malthe said patted the soft hair sticking up like his did, "Denmark and the others were very worried for you."
"I will stay for a little bit.", (y/n) replied, "But I have to keep moving. They will find me otherwise."

"I understand.", the blond man said with a nod and held her cheek in his hand, "But I want to tell you that I am proud of you. And if your mother was alive, she would be as well."
(Y/n) smiled and nuzzled her face into her father's rough hand.
"Hej, Malthe. Oh, Lillesøster!", the voice of Denmark caught their ears.
Malthe looked over to the Dane who entered the room, "Denmark, what is it that you need?"
"I was going to ask you to help me plan out lunch.", The blond Dane smiled, "But I guess Lillesøster can help."
The blond father nodded, "Want to help your brother?"
"Sure.", the albino female smiled, "I'll help you. If you would excuse me Far."
"Of course. I am just happy to see you are safe.", Malthe replied and let the girl up, "Have fun and be nice to each other you two."

"We will.", (y/n) giggled, "I promise."
Malthe turned back to his painting and Denmark led her away, "So what happened?"
"You mean when I was taken?", the female asked.
"Ja.", the Danish man said as they began to prepare lunch.
"Well, I was taken to this base area and put in one of the rooms to await someone to purchase me.", The albino said, "I was poisoned so that I could not escape. I was bought by Dracul. He did not want to use me though, he only wanted a friend."
Denmark listened as she relayed her tale to him, she told him more about the friendship that she and Dracul had. About the Romanian teaching her and allowing her to explore and practice her magic.
"Sounds like you had one hell of an adventure.", Denmark said with a smile, "You made some pretty good friends it seems."

(Y/n) smiled as she looked down, "Ja, I have."