Kryztel's POV

Today was the day. I was introduced to Seville where she kept on asking me about my relationship with Spain. Well you can't avoid the little sister who tries to annoy her big brother having a girlfriend. (P: I'm guilty of that XD)
I ate more than I would usually eat since I didn't eat dinner last night. Seville also taught me some stuff about the bullfights too being a bullfighter herself. Then I realized something while spending time with Hazel, Kayla, Amiya and Alex in the fields watching Hierro.

"Guys.." They all looked at me including Hierro who mooed. "I don't have a bullfighter costume." They all face palmed even Hierro who shook his head.

"You don't need one anyways." Alex face palmed at Amiya.

"She does, it's like a tradition or something." Alex said in a matter-of-fact.

"But she didn't wear one yesterday."

"It was an exception, she was trying to stop Hierro from rampaging." The bull mooed angrily. "No offense Hierro."

"So what now? I don't want to wear a borrowed bullfighter costume from the 2ps. Who knows what they did to that costume." I exclaimed.

"Maybe this will help." I looked behind me to see Milan holding up my old matador top from the fashion show.

"Milan!" Hazel, Kayla, and I stood up and hugged her.

"I miss you guys too, now I see that I am meeting Alex and Amiya in person." We all let go as the two introduced themselves to her.

"I fixed some stitches because of your costume getting wet from the Catacombs."

"Ahehe... Sorry."

"It's okay, well I also got the pants for this done instead of a skirt."

"Finally skirt free!!!"

"But the pants are fitting."

"Shit... Well at least I am wearing pants this time."

"Good for you then, but who's gonna be the banderillos, picadors, etc.?" Kayla asked.

"I don't know, but I don't like what big brother Romano told me when he yold me about the news on Manila." My smile faded as I sighed. "But it's not like it's your fault."

"Yes it is. I left Manila upstairs alone." I raked my hands in my hair. "And I know that Piri is angry at me in the inside."

"Nope." We spun around to see Piri petting Hierro. "Just saddened that you keep on blaming yourself."

"Piri..." Then the wind was right on cue for dramatic effects.

"It's okay, Kryztel."

"How? I got your sister kidnapped for-"

"It wasn't your fault it was mine, I should've told her that the Magic Trio were coming."

"But I should've brought her with me to the basement."

"It's okay, I knew that you were just trying to keep her safe."

"But-"

"No more buts, you are forgiven." Kryztel looked down sadly.

"I'm still sorry..."

"Kryz...ugh!" Kayla shook me by the shoulders. "Why the hell are you a big mother fucking apologetic mushroom???"

"Because I was raised that way you damn idiot!" I slapped Kayla away from me as she backed away.

"And stop slapping like a bitch it hurts!"

"Sorry for not being sorry." Kayla glared at me as I smiled.

"So how about we get to the ring like now, 'cause it's almost three?" Milan stated. We all started to run towards the house tripping on some rocks on the way.

~Time Skip to La Maestranza~

"Oh God. Oh God. Oh God. Oh God. Oh God, why?" I paced back and fort breathing heavily. I felt goosebumps every time I thought about it.

~FLASHBACK~

We were walking through the streets near the bullring because Portugal left with the car to look for a parking space. We were just chatting until I saw a flyer on the ground. I picked it up and read it.

CORRIDA ALAS CUATRO DE LA TARDE!

NO TE LO PIEDRAS!

UN MATADOR VERSUS EL TORO!

(P: Yeah I have the feeling that the Spanish here is wrong and the flyer descriptions is sucky, but seriously I'm sorry for the description being sucky because I couldn't thing of anything else.)

My hands shook with fear. Two of my greatest fears were combined together.

"Oi, Carrot." I froze as Amiya called me. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing! I quickly kept the flyer in my pocket as I ran back to them. I stayed at the back. I felt a presence behind my back.

"Good luck señorita." The voice said to me. I looked behind me to see nothing but people walking. I looked at my group uneasily. They were all laughing and acting like they were just a bunch of normal people. I just wish that we could be like this instead of running away from 2ps.

~FLASHBACK END~

"Kryztel?" I looked at the door to see Hazel.

"Yes?" I quickly started to tie my hair to cover up my nervous pacing.

"Are you okay? I'm pretty sure that you're not okay with this."

"I'm fine Haze."

"Then why are you cracking your knuckles?" I froze. I didn't notice that I was already cracking them.

"Fine, I'm nervous okay?" I sighed sitting on the bench with my face in my hands. "I can't do it. I just have this strange gut feeling that something wrong is gonna happen."

"There's always a bad feeling when it comes to 2ps Kryz." I looked up and raised an eyebrow at her.

"Well not all are bad news."

"Like who?"

"Example, 2p! Belarus is the opposite of herself meaning that she's not a yandere and more gentle. In other words she's like a doctor, but we can't confirm that yet. We still haven't met the other nations, cities, regions, and micronations yet to confirm this. I presumed that Wy would most likely act like Oliver because she acts as if she's England with The micronations with Sealand who acts like America."

"So if we meet 2p! Wy, she's a psychopath who'll feed you with deadly cupcakes?"

"Most likely, yes."

"Well shit... But that's not the point." She placed her hands on my shoulders. "There's this gut feeling we have that you're keeping a secret from us that has something to do with the match." I froze.

"There's none. I swear."

"Then look at me in the eye." I gulped at looked into her midnight blue eyes. I stayed stoic and emotionless.

"You're-"

"Hoy Kryztel!" Save! We looked at the door to see Kayla. "It's almost time." I gulped as I stood up.

"We'll talk later." Hazel said as I nodded at her. She left me in the room alone finally.

I got my hat from the bench and stared at it. This wast he only thing I brought to remind me of my dad. The old matador hat that was given ti me when I was fourteen. It was too big for me before, but now it finally fits. This was always in my bag ever since. From my messenger bag to my new backpack, I never left it behind. I still miss him.

I sighed and wore it for the first time in two years.

May this bring me luck.

Hazel's POV

I went to the back of those wooden walls near the hiding place of the banderillos. I still can't believe that civilians were brought here. Though I am glad that other countries came to watch too.

"Mon cherie, what's wrong?" France asked.

"Nothing, it's just that we have this feeling that Kryztel is hiding something from us you know."

"What makes you say that?"

"Well for instance. She can bullfight like a pro like she has done this before." We all looked out into the ring as the parade, or paseillo what they call it, started. But this one was different. Instead of being accompanied with other toreros, picadors and etc. She was alone.

"What the? Those fuckers made her go against the bull alone!" Kayla screamed. "Hey president! I thought this wasn't allowed!" She yelled at the presidential box. We can barely see the president himself. "Hey! Are you deaf or something?"

Then finally we saw the president. And I was serious about killing him.

"In this case it is." Andres smiled. I balled my fists. I started to climb over the wall.

"Woah! Woah! Woah! What are you doing?" France and America held me back.

"Let me go! Their gonna leave Kryztel there with the bull and I am not letting her go alone!" I struggled as I accidentally kicked America in the stomach.

"But, you're gonna get hurt mon cherie!"

"I don't care! Even though she's older than me, she can't face the six bulls alone!"

"Start!" That word slowed down time. I looked up to see the gate where the bull would be coming out it was opened up by two men. As the gates opened, five bulls in armor came out. My eyes widened as Kryztel got ready. The people around gasped in surprised and whispered among themselves.

"Un nuevo reto ha abierto." I heard a whisper from a woman who I saw was smirking.

(Translation: A new challenged has opened.)

"KRYZTEL!" I struggled as Prussia and Germany held Kayla back from jumping over the ring too along with Spain who was held back by Romano and Italy somehow. Amiya was held back by both Scotland and Ireland. But they forgot about Alex.

"ALEX!" Too late. She already jumped into the ring taking off her red sweatshirt.

This bullfight has gone from worst to motherfucking hell.

I am trying to make this sound epic, but I can't. Well I tried my best. Any who, I have planned something for this book after I finish it. No I am not deleting this, but try guessing.
So the next challenges are up. Can you guess the challenges that I planned for the others?
Ciao for now!

-Pumpkin