By the way, I may have given life to Alicante and IdrisI 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! Oh, and this chapter is dedicated to my Sempai, lasmn, who I think is totally awesome!

The only things Prussia could think of when the two young nations walked in was how familiar they seemed, how good they looked together and who ever these two were, he regretted not meeting them sooner.

"Hello," the taller of the two smiled warmly, "my name is Alicante, this is my friend Idris. We're here to enroll."

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Germany, who'd been grading assignments from his Politics and Government Planning class, suddenly cried out in pain as his head erupted into extreme agony.

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Austria dropped his violin and sat down heavily in his desk chair. His skull felt like it was splitting in half.

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Switzerland's rifle clattered to the floor of the practice range. His hands flew to hold his head as pain lanced through his well organized mind.

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France spilled the wine he'd been sipping everywhere as his thoughts of what wine truely was the best were sandblasted aside by a pain he'd never felt before.

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The four nations, along with the rest of the world, suddenly remembered the loss of land. And the countless number of times they'd avoided riots, rebellions and revolutions with the help of two faceless shadows of the night.

Germany gasped,"Idris and Alicante. How could I forget?"

Hey, readers, Idris has a name but I need one for Alicante. Please help. Thanks for reading and please review, if you do you'll get pasta!