Kayla's POV

As we lost sight if them me and Prussia saw Oliver walking out of the park.

"Lets tell the others." We waltz out the dance floor.

"Where's mi hermosa?" Spain spoke immediately.

"We saw Oliver exiting the park." I answered, "she must be there."

"I bet you all fifty bucks that frau is right." Prussia betted. I nudged him and continued speaking.

"We need to follow them and America get the carriages ready." We all left America (P: So mean! T_T) and went off where Oliver went.

"So... Who's next?" We heard Kryztel's voice from a distance.

"You motherfucker! I can only do that to my brother eh!" We hid behind a tree to see what was going on.

There was a fight. Kryztel in her jumpsuit latching her hand on her machete that was strapped on her leg.

"Come at me bro!" She yelled as Mathieu lunged his iron-wired hockey stick at Kryztel.

"Damn bastardo..." Spain stood up as he got his pole axe from the bushes.

"Where the hell did that come from?" I asked gaping my mouth open at where he got his weapon. I swear that Iggy didn't tell us about weapons around the park.

"Apparently from that bush." Prussia pointed out.

Spain was already approaching where Kryztel was.

I wonder how America is doing with the carriages...

America's POV

"Goddammit Kayla,"I grumbled.

The carriages were there, but the coachmen were gone and I was only one man! Or country, whatever.

"I need help." I called some people who said they'll be on their way.

I hope they know how to drive fast.

Kryztel's POV

I was already cornered against a tree.

"Ohhh... Bad luck girlie." Mathieu smiled as he raised his hockey stick at me.

I closed my eyes to get ready for impact, but I felt nothing.

When I opened my eyes I saw a blade covering my face, I looked down to see Mathieu's hockey stick chopped into half. I widened my eyes and looked on my left. Spain was there holding his pole axe.

"Don't you dare hurt mi hermosa you bastardo." He snarled. I've never heard of a cursing Spain, but okay...

"Dios mio." I whimpered.

"So the Spaniard shows up, I assume that there are others around here." Luciano smirked.

"Huh?" Spain had a question mark on his head, "what do you mean by that?"

Wait what? Their right there at the left side.

"Spain-" he looked at me and winked. Ohhhhhh..... Okay I get it.

"What? What do you mean by others?"

"I know that you brought others here. Don't play dumb with me." Luciano growled.

"What those other people?"

"Si..." He growled lowly looking side to side looking for my group.

'Lord help them please.' I became a bit more religious by the moment.

Spain went in front of me protectively raising his axe at the 2ps.

I quickly sent them a very obvious message.

"Avicci!" I fake sneeze.

Viktor and Wang looked at me weirdly, "you say Avicci when you sneeze?" Wang was looking at me like I was crazy.

"Yeah. It's a habit." I got a handkerchief from my pocket and blew my nose.

"You should go see a doctor chica." Spain suggested.

"Si."

"Well you two aren't going there."

"Welp. Guess its a long road to hell don't cha think Spain?" They know my favorite song by Avicci.

"Yes raggazza. This will be a long road to hell no?" He smiled as he took out a six knives and threw it at us.

Everything went in slow motion.

Spain was running in front of me to block the knives, but then the knives stopped at mid-air.

"Salamat sa Dios!" I rejoiced as I straightened myself and went to Spain's side with fighting stance.

(Translation: Thank you Lord/ Thank God)

"Manaog na kamo!" I yelled aloud as my friends and the others jumped down from the trees.

(Translation: Get down all of you {or something like that})

"YOU MOLESTED OUR FUCKING BEST FRIEND YOU SON OF A BITCH! No offense Oliver." Kayla yelled and did a very apologizing tone to Oliver because Allen got back up again and my friends beat him up after changing to their jumpsuits and hitting him with their rod and tomahawk.

"I kinda feel bad for him." I sighed.

We all started out a fight.

At the moment I was fighting Mathieu who has another wired hockey stick that came out of nowhere.

"So your looking for those two girlies eh?" I gritted my teeth as he smirked, "I find one cute exactly. What's her name again? Alex was it?" Okay that's it. I kicked his nuts, pushed him on the ground and placed my right foot on his chest.

"Stay away from my friends and if you ever hurt them." I leaned my face closer to his ear, "your in big trouble mister." I leaned back up and stomped him a stomach which is gonna leave a mark because of my heels.

I stomped towards Kayla who was fighting against Oliver.

I grabbed Oliver by his vest's collar.

"Where. The. Fuck. Are. They." I barked darkly as Oliver whimpered.

Sorry to all Ollie's fangirls, but he is just in so much trouble right now.

"WHERE THE FUCK ARE AMIYA AND ALEX YOU CUPCAKE BASTARD!"

Kayla's POV

I have never seen Kryztel violent or angry ever.

Now I know why she's always happy dappy and shit. She keeps it and throws it on games. And mostly stay emotionless on normal days and smile weirdly, but you should see her after losing a game. Especially when she loses against a boss battle.

Plus I am also surprised that she is just an inch or two shorter than Oliver and she can beat him up.

(Kryz: I'm not that short T_T

Kay: You are :P

P: *stares at them* What the?

Kay: Shit. We're caught *grabs Kryztel* sayonara Pumpkin! *grabs portal gun, shoots a portal and jumps in*

P:........... What the fuck just happened?)

"TELL ME YOU CUPCAKE BASTARD!!!!"

"Oliver!" I looked at my right. Mathieu and Allen hit Kryztel away with their weapons.

"Kryztel!" She was slammed against a tree. She groaned.

"C'mon! We're outta here!" Allen placed Oliver over his shoulders and ran with the other 2ps to their escape vehicle.

"Shit!" I was glad that gave us time to give aid to Kryztel.

"Kryz!" I ran to her as she coughed.

"Mi hermosa!" Spain caught the attention of the others as we all ran towards Kryztel.

Spain bent down first as he held her hand and kissed her knuckles.

"I think I broke a few ribs." Kryztel groaned. She covered her mouth and coughed. She took her hand off to reveal blood on her palm.

"We need her to get back to the mansion." Someone announced.

"No..." Kryztel stood up wobbling, "I'm fine. Just a few drops of blood would get you worried?"

"You broke a few ribs!" I exclaimed.

"What? Just a few broken ribs wouldn't stop me." She lifted her head to reveal a smile, "I can still catch up."

We all stared at her worried. She was still smiling. I feel like I'm Percy Jackson right now. Kryztel being Percy and us being Annabeth, Jason, Piper, Leo, Frank and Hazel (Hazel Levasque not our Hazel).

"No." We all looked at Spain, "all of you go, I'm taking her back to the mansion." His eyes were covered by his hair. He carried Kryztel bridal style.

"Spain!" Kryztel exclaimed as America arrived with the kalesas but one had no coachman and the two others had.

"What happened to you dudette!" America asked, but Spain placed her in the empty kalesa and went off without answering America.

"What was that all about?" One coachman asked. He had red hair that can almost reach his shoulders and green eyes like England's. He had a very familiar accent that I have heard before.

"I have no clue, but I have a feeling it had something to do with that lass." He also had green eyes like England and the other guy but his hair had a darker shade of red. Also he was smoking a cigarette. But had a different accent.

"What the bloody hell are they doing here!" England has his, as what all the Hetalian call, 'WTF' face was shone while pointing at them.

"Who are they?" I asked England.

"Aye!" The man with a cigarette agreed, "you never told us about the three lasses."

England sighed with annoyance, "Kayla, Hazel. I would like you to meet some of my siblings."

"Wait.... What?" I raised an eyebrow.

"That man over there with the cigar is Scotland and the other one is Ireland which reminds me. Where is your brother?"

"He's with Wales making dinner." Scotland answered.

"No wonder your accents sound familiar!" I snapped my fingers.

"You recognize our accents?" Ireland looked surprised.

"Well if Kryztel were here then she would've recognized it right away because she spends way too much time studying about world history and talking to the foreigners in class."

"Is she that lass we saw Spain running away with?"

"Yes."

"Umm... Guys?" We all looked at America as he got everyone's attention, "the captives? Alex and Amiya?"

"Okay! Too wherever they are held captive at!"

We all got in the kalesas and raced towards the van.

And surprisingly, we caught up with the van.

"How the heck did we even manage to catch up?" Hazel asked.

"No clue." We had a good distance from the van so they couldn't see us. They stopped at a familiar landmark.

Big Ben.

"Why does it have to be in Big Ben?" Hazel and I whined. You see Kryztel likes heights while we don't so yeah. Kryztel even drags us to zip lines and hear us scream for our lives.

"I regret wall climbing last month." I grumbled as we peeked by an alley eyeing the 2ps entering the landmark.

"Don't 'cause your gonna need it." We both faced to our left to see Prussia and France holding two harnesses.

"För helvete..." I cursed as we glared at the both of them.

(Translation: {whoever watches Pewds you'll get it})

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-PUMPKIN