Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia or Maximum Ride
Max and the flock meet Hetalia. It was a story idea I had for a while. I don't have any pairings (except for MaxFang) but I might add them later on. The other countries will come in later.
Chapter 1: Bird Kids vs. America
Alfred F. Jones (a.k.a. the United States of America) was pissed. Not only had he been summoned to the White House really early in the morning, but he had woken up so late that he hadn't even had time to even get coffee! Surely that was a crime! Still, he had to get to his capital. If he didn't his President had threatened to take away all of his video games. He couldn't have that.
"Excuse me, who are you and what business do you have here?" a guard asked suddenly, barring America from the door. Just as Alfred was about to angrily retort his President interrupted them.
"ALFRED! It's okay Richard, he has an appointment with me," the President smiled reassuringly to the skeptical guard. The boy sighed and continued walking his round, leaving Alfred to be grabbed roughly by his President and dragged inside the majestic ivory building. The pair walked, one with a purposeful gaze and the other with the look of the walking dead, down a long corridor before reaching a tall oak door that the President quickly opened. Alfred finally escaped his boss's grasp and took the liberty of pulling up one of the many chairs situated for the taking around the room.
"Alfred, please stand up and greet our guests," the President stated. Alfred finally looked up and narrowed his eyes when he noticed the teenagers standing in the middle of the room. From their posture alone he could tell that they didn't give a lick about who he or anyone else in this room was. They were here on a mission. He was instantly on the defense.
Despite these distrustful feelings, he leaped up from his chair, knocking it over and startling the tall blonde one. He strode over to the group and stuck out his hand, a grin on his face.
"Howdy there… my name's Alfred F. Jones but you can call me Al," he stated cheerfully; bad mood hidden frighteningly well. The obvious leader, a girl, frowned at the other but took his hand in a firm shake. That alone told Alfred many things about this girl… and the others.
"Alfred, Max has something to tell us," the President interrupted before Alfred's thoughts could go much further. Max glanced disdainfully at Alfred, almost as if he wasn't worth her time while quickly taking away her hand. Alfred decided to disregard her… attitude. It wasn't like others hadn't done the same… until they figured out that he was a nation that is.
"Hello, I suppose now you know that my name is Max. This one is Iggy… this one is Angel and that's Gazzy… there's Nudge and Fang at the back. Anyway, Mr. President, I'm sure you've heard of an organization called Itex?" she began stonily. The older man nodded while Alfred simply stood stock still, staring at her.
"That's good. Now I'm sure you think that they're just fine people, but I'll tell you what… they're nut-jobs. Whackos, crazy, weird, you name it, that's what they are. They were the ones who-" she paused when she realized she had said more than she had intended.
"Anyway, they're basically out to rule this world. Also, I felt the need to inform you of their newest plans while I'm at it," Max continued. The other children behind her had taken to looking around the room as she was speaking and Alfred didn't miss the confused face on the youngest child's face as she stared intensely at him. In return, he smiled warmly. She quickly turned away.
"They said something confusing. They said that they had discovered this new being. This being gave them the ability to take over the world without the super soldiers they have been creating. They… they said something about targeting America first… it's weird I know, Mr. President but you have to believe me… I-" she continued until the President held up his hand, concern flitting across his face.
"I believe you. I also know what… beings… they're after," he muttered. He turned to Alfred, waiting for his opinion. The boy had been unusually quiet this entire meeting. When he finally looked at his President he had on a poker face, one he only got when he was deadly serious. He stared for a moment before turning to the flock.
"You're hiding something aren't you?" Alfred asked bluntly. The entire group flinched for a moment. Finally they all turned to Max who nodded before they turned back to Alfred and the President.
Instantly the room was filled with the sound of unfurling wings and powerful beats of the feathered appendages. Both Alfred and the President let out audible gasps as they stared in amazement.
Max smirked, one for the bird-kids.
Alfred suddenly rushed towards them, a childish light gleaming in his cerulean eyes. His memories as a young colony watching the birds fly away filled his memory and he smiled. He gazed with absolute amazement and admiration at the entire group who stood there rather awkwardly, waiting for either of the men to say something.
Finally it was the President who broke the silence, "Well that certainly wasn't expected, but I suppose-"
"OH MY GOD! That is just plain AWESOME! I want wings now! SO COOL! You guys are the luckiest-" he rambled before suddenly noticing the look on their faces. They were all different, some angry, some sad, some miserable. It was the saddest thing Alfred had ever seen.
"You don't want wings," Max stated simply. She glared at Alfred who flinched. She then continued, her voice rising as she went on.
"You have no idea what horrors we've been through. You don't know what it's like to be running all your life! You have no idea what it's like to not know if you have a family or not! You know nothing! I bet you lived a comfortable life all your life, hmm? You probably had everything you ever wanted! Don't ever say that we are the luckiest people ever you-" she screamed angrily, lashing out at the American.
"I'm sorry," Alfred whispered as he caught Max's fist in the palm of his hand. She glances up in confusion.
"I'm sorry you have to experience all that when no human ever should," Alfred continued in a quiet voice. His eyes looked into Max's the same way Angel's did whenever she was reading someone's mind. She shivered. She felt herself losing her very being, her soul in those eyes. Suddenly, she was ripped away by none other than… Fang?
"What are you hiding?" the boy demanded of the mysterious teen. Max glanced up at the other with a look of gratitude.
It was the President who answered.
"Children, the boy you are looking at right now, and who I charge you to protect, is none other than Alfred F. Jones a.k.a. the… President's son," he explained, tweaking his sentence at the end when Alfred gave him an angry glare. The bird-kids immediately spun around to take another good look at the smug teen before them, who they had thought was just an intern.
Alfred chuckled, one for the nation… a tie.
"Are you kidding?" Max asked angrily. If this was all a joke than obviously the President hadn't taken them seriously at all.
"No I'm serious, and you have to protect him," the President stated easily. The kids all looked pretty pissed off and began to protest immediately.
"Wait a minute! What do you mean we have to take care of him! Itex can't be after him! They said a being that would be so powerful that they wouldn't need super soldiers anymore! This boy isn't enough to bring America down to its knees!" Max complained angrily. Alfred glared at her and stuck his tongue out.
"I don't need them to look after me!" Alfred whined. Max stared at him for a moment. Before she could protest again the boy's phone went off. Quick as a whip it was against his ear and he was speaking fluent French until he was evidently passed on to someone who knew English.
"Hey Iggy… yeah I… no… what! RIGHT NOW?" Alfred screamed before snapping the phone shut and effectively cutting off the loud rant that had begun on the other side. He turned and rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment.
"Heh… turns out the World- uh… the important people's meeting was today," Alfred informed his President. The man instantly turned an interesting shade of purple before beginning to scream incoherently at Alfred.
Max and the flock looked on with amusement and irritation. Angel watched the President's kid with suspicion. Through telepathy she informed the rest of the flock to watch out for him. She was sure that the President was lying when he said that the boy was his son. He was probably some super weapon of the government. After all, he couldn't be human since she wasn't able to read his thoughts. She didn't mention how she couldn't read the President's thoughts either.
Finally, the President seemed to have calmed down and he turned to the bird-kids.
"I apologize for that… Alfred was just being… well… Alfred. Anyway, for the time that he is at the… important people's meeting… you shall remain in a room down the hall for when he returns. Follow me," he informed them, the purple already fading to a soft lilac. The group nodded and looked warily at the other teen before following the President out of the room and down the hall to where they would wait.
Alfred stared after them and when they were out of sight he smiled to himself, knowing what Angel had told the others. Mentally he tallied a score for himself and smiled. 2:1 with himself winning.
"I better before Iggy throws a fit," Alfred muttered to himself as he exited the building himself.
He didn't notice a figure watching him from one of the White House windows.
Was that alright? Please R&R
I might not continue this but for a while I had had the idea and in honor of last year I decided to write it out. Critiques are welcome but no flames. After all, not everyone is going to share the same ideals and everyone else. Anyway, thank you for reading ^^