APH RP (Hetalia Club members Look here!)

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary smiled and stood up. "Hey, they could be outside of the house right now, just waiting. Start now and it'll be over ten times faster." She said, beginning to walk towards her bedroom. She did make sure nothing was wrong with her house though. If they were already inside or had been, something bad could happen. She noticed something on the floor. She picked it up, examining it. It was metal and cylinder shaped. "What's a bullet doing in here?" She asked herself, still looking at it. She suddenly looked around, as if expecting someone to pop out. Okay, they'd need a change of plans. She inched towards her room. She opened the door, and sighed with relief when she didn't see anyone. She then looked towards her closet. A scream tore through the air along with gunshots.

[Lore-heika]

Prussia was busy observing a hole in the walk- small, but out of place enough to bother him slightly- when a shrill scream sounded from the other room. His heart just about stopped. "Elizabeta!" he shouted, swearing loudly in German as he stumbled forward, desperate to reach the bedroom. All evidence of a smile was washed clean from his face as gunshots rang out from the room, and a new desperation welled in his stomach. "Hungary!" He sped down the hall, pulling the gun out from his coat, and discarded the jacket, as its weight was bearing him down. At last, he made it to the room- and a bullet whizzed past his head, missing by a centimeter at best. $#*!...!

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary gripped her bleeding shoulder tight. The bullet that had embedded itself there had just barely missed her neck. She stumbled and hit the wall, wincing. There were three men in the room- two now shooting at Prussia and one lumbering towards her. She tried to crawl away, but the man just grabbed her arm- the one connected to her injured shoulder- and yanked her up, making her cry out in pain. She looked over at Prussia desparately, but felt a cold, metal object be pressed to her temple.
"Struggle at all and you die. And that wouldn't make the boss very happy."
She completely froze, just looking at Prussia with frightened eyes. This was bad. Really bad.

[Lore-heika]

Prussia ducked back behind the wall, outside of the doorway. His breathing was heavy and his heart was ricocheting off his ribcage, but he had not been hit yet. He raised his own gun and pulled the trigger, taking aim at the two men and hitting one before ducking behind the wall again. He turned around to do the same once more- striking the second- when his eyes fell on Hungary, already having been shot, with a gun pressed to her head. "Mein Gott..." he breathed, gritting his teeth with a scowl. His weapon rose, glancing between the men who had been shooting at him and the one currently grabbing Hungary. "Get your $%*#ing hands off her!" he snarled, though was a bit hesitant to make a sudden movement, lest she be shot.

[::madlyhazel]

The man just gave a hard laugh. "Why would I do that? The boss wants her." He said, giving a feral grin as he gripped Hungary's arm tighter, making her give a yelp. She didn't dare move though, or else she'd be shot through the head. She just closed her eyes and gritted her teeth together. The man continued. "So, I suggest you don't come much closer. I'll kill her, then the reinforcements will come in and kill you. Boss would be upset and just tell us to destroy the country." Hungary gave a small gasp at that and opened her eyes again. The gun was removed from her head and started poking her wound hard, making her give another cry of pain. She did not move though, for she was still afraid she would be shot.

[Lore-heika]

&@%# it, &@%# it, &@%# it...! Prussia held the gun up still, though it was shaking considerably at this point, and the furious fear was written all over his face. "... You sorry son of a b****...!" He watched the gun move from her head to her wound, a new wave of anger rising within. But... The gun no longer on her temple... It was an incredibly long shot, and she would probably be put in more pain, but maybe he could shoot the man now? All the same, he had to wonder something. "What the hell do YOU want with her?"

[::madlyhazel]

The man continued poking Hungary's wound while answering Prussia. "It's simple- to take over the &@#$ country. Now, it's what boss wants of course. Take her and put her up for a ransom. Then the leader of the country will need her- can't work without her, you know? Our ransom will be puttin him out of business and putting the boss in charge. Now, what do I want with her? Of course, what every guy wants with a pretty girl."
Hungary couldn't help but snap. "You &@$!@%#!" She yelled out, but her only shoved the gun into her wound, making her yell in pain and sink to her knees, her wrist now in the man's grasp. She shook from the pain, almost unable to do anything.

[Lore-heika]

Okay, that was IT. Prussia's eyes narrowed, teeth grinding together. So THAT was it, huh? Sick &@$!@%#s... His hands still trembling, he glanced down at Hungary on the floor. Breathing out a shaky breath, he mouthed out "I'm sorry" before raising the gun and firing, giving a riled-up scream into the air. God, he wanted nothing more than to rip that man's limbs off, but at this point, he could merely hope with everything he had that the gun hit its target. If it missed a vital point of the man, they were both done for, and he would be to blame.

[::madlyhazel]

The man stumbled backwards, thoughdid not fall. He just tightened his grip on Hungary's wrist, and she could feel the bones crack. She let out another scream while the man just straightened back up, blood coming from his mouth while he laughed. "Missed!" He hissed out, pointing to his bleeding side. He still had probably hit an organ, but not an important one. He just yanked Hungary up by her broken wrist and pointing the gun at her head. Wait... He could just make her suffer instead. He pointed the gun at her stomach, then pulled the trigger. Normally, it would kill someone. But this was a nation. She'd make it. She doubled over in pain and the man let go of her wrist. She lay there on the ground, bleeding and shaking, cringing as the man kicked her before placing a foot on her side. "Whatcha going to do now?" He yelled at Prussia, smiling as he heard the sound of the back door opening and reinforcements rushing inside.

[qittenpie]

By now, Norway was exhausted. "I dont care." he grunted. "D'nmark, can you drive now?" he asked, unable to keep his eyes open. He didn't care much for games anyway. He looked over at his friend silently. "knowing your driving we could probably get home a lot f'ster.." okay, so if he had to use flattery, he would. He did NOT want to force himself to stay awake to drive home.

Denmark fell for the flattery. "Okay Norge! Pull over so I can take over! Hey, that rhymed." Ignoring the coincidence of 'over' rhyming with 'over', Denmark smiled happily at the tired Norway. As a bonus, he was saving the day! This way Norge wouldn't fall asleep at the wheel and crash into a school bus. Lost in this daydream, he nodded wisely. "Since I'll be driving, we won't cause the school bus to flip over and crush the children."

((o-o I think there's something in this Jamba Juice, I'm alll over the place right now.))