By the way, I may have given life to Alicante and Idris but they aren't really mine to begin with. If you read the Mortal Instruments series, Idris is a small country that is hidden from the rest of the world. Idris was given by an angel to a man named Jonathen Shadowhunter during the time of the Holy Roman Empire. Alicante is its capital and only city. But none of the other countries actually know this little country existed, they even forgot the tract of land that went into making this small country. I guess Holy Rome was a little busy at the time because that's where the land was taken from. I simply made Alicante a nation and made him a little, like 100 years or so, older. I don't own anything though I really wish I owned Italy because I like pasta. All credit for my loss of sanity when it comes to looking at maps goes to my friends, Ray and Kenji! Love you guys!

The small yet long existing nations of Idris and Alicante have always been unnoticed. It's not as if they are insignificant they are anything but. They simply are hidden from the world and they are happy to be forgotten about. It's the only way they could work before. But things change. . .

The personification of Idris sat in a small café by the gates of a large school. He had always lived in the dark. This would be a change of pace for the work he did.

A foam cup of something hot was set before him. "Has anything changed?"

Idris sipped the strange drink before he spoke. "Not even my glares can move that gate it seems."

"Heh, well I'm shocked. Your glare should have melted it in the first five seconds."

"That's not funny, Alicante. What is this filth anyway?"

The slightly older nation shrugged. "It's called a latte I think, anyway how do you want to do this. The target is a teacher at this school."

Idris smirked. "I still can't believe a strong nation like that would require protection. Are you sure the report said Germany?"

"Yes, why do I have to keep reminding you, this isn't like all the other jobs we've done. We actually have to let the world remember we exist. And we are going to have to act like the other nations, normal but with our own quirks. Is that clear? You remember your role?"

Idris suddenly went very serious, "I remember, stupid. Don't lecture me."

Alicante, usually somber and reserved grinned widely. "Sorry, Idris I keep forgetting!"

"And wipe that stupid grin off your face, its grating on my nerves."

Alicante grinned wider seeming to become someone no nation would want as an enemy.

"Of course, Lucian."

Idris stood, "Very well, let's get the paper work done already."

As Alicante watched the nation he'd put so much faith into since the end of the Holy Roman Empire walk away, he wondered if this place would bring back memories that had been hidden since the younger land was just coming to exist.

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