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A Nation's Salvation	By : eternalstarhaven Category: +G to L > Hetalia: Axis Powers Views: 2145 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Hetallia: Axis Powers does not belong to me, but to Hidekaz Himaruya, while the idea behind the story is my own. I do not make a profit or money by writing this. I also have this story posted on fanfiction.net under the same penname.

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Norway's Jailers
Chapter Six
He was a Viking... a warrior... something everyone feared. No, he wasn't as powerful as Sweden, or as reckless as Denmark, but he was still a proud warrior with several successful raids to boast about for achievements. So why was he being carried on a pair of antlers, back to a 'child' and dropped in front of him as if he were the one who had done something wrong? Again and again he had tried to make his way back to the ocean, intent on throwing himself off the highest cliff he could find, but the boy wasn't having it. Norway had had his moments he'd rather die first than admit to, but being bested by a boy and his 2,000 pound polar bear was something he'd never, under any circumstances, discuss with his brothers.
Okay... so maybe this child wasn't normal. A human child he could have outsmarted, even over powered. Watching him rip out a giant oak and throw it at an unwanted challenger to his bear friend... well that was enough to make him reconsider his options. Norway, at some point during all of this, had never known such humiliating defeat, and this time it was the polar bear that had him. So tying up the boy had been a stupid idea... It wasn't like he had hurt him, but the polar bear hadn't taken it that way, and with a furious roar, he had quickly tracked Norway down, knocked him around until he was nearly unconscious, and dragged him back to what he referred to as cave prison. With arms crossed, the boy pointed to the back of the den, and the bear was only too happy to drop and sit on him.
How the hell was this kid so strong? It was insane even to consider the idea, and to top it off, all the animals complied to his every demand. And right now, that was keeping a very determined Norway from escaping and killing himself. Problem number three; Norway didn't dare attempt starving himself. The boy had found a quick solution for that act of defiance as well. It was like dealing with an adult in a child's body, and Norway had no way of coping with it rationally. Outsmarted and miserable, Norway endured yet another day without joining his twin in the after life.
Dozing, trying to figure out a way to escape, Norway woke with a painful cry, feeling as if his arm had been shattered against a large rock. Gasping for air, Norway tried to figure out the source, the bear immediately standing and giving him space as he released another agonizing scream. He felt like something was ripping his flesh off, biting at him... He saw no blood, and his arms were still completely in tact, and that's when he realized that what he was feeling and experiencing wasn't his own, but Denmark's.
Norway realized two things. First, Denmark was alive, their link broadcasting every broken bone and slash. Second, Denmark was in a life and death battle, and he was already badly injured.
Denmark?
His twin, under normal circumstances, might have been able to answer. However, the distance between them was far too great, and he was too focused on his fight to acknowledge him. Hearing his screams, the boy had come back, putting down the berries he had gathered, and moved to touch the crying human's face. He didn't shy away this time, and with desperate eyes, he blinked, and focused his gaze on the child.
The boy stood, taking his hand and pulling him outside. Norway tried to understand... was he letting him go? Taking a step to the southwest, he waited for either of them to throw him back into the cave, instead they simply waited. Another wave of pain brought him to his knees, and he gasped for air... what the hell was Denmark fighting, and why was he in a killing rage? Once again, the boy touched his arm, a flicker of awareness flooding into his violet eyes... were those tears in his eyes? It took Norway a moment to understand what he was doing, and with a shout of alarm, he pulled away, falling heavily to his rear and scooting back.
No... no... no... this boy was a child. The kind of abilities he was displaying were often found in full grown ancients like Oceanonis, Atlantis, or even his own father. And yet here he was, absorbing Norway's fear and pain into himself. Norway knew it was hurting the kid, but the boy wasn't complaining, and with a growl, he was already on the back of his polar bear, waiting for him to lead the way. Great... not only had the kid taken him hostage, but was now giving him orders. Norway's life had just gone from strange and humiliating, to an alternate reality. Maybe he had fallen off the ship... he was in the process of drowning, and this was simply a dream he had to get through before finding his brother on the other side?
The air around him warned of a fast approaching winter... how long had he been stuck here? Closing his eyes, Norway focused all of his energy into what everyone referred to as the twin bond. He had no explanation for how it worked, but it had often saved the brothers in desperate situations, and it seemed Denmark was having one of those. There was no denying the seriousness of his brother's injuries, but Denmark seemed frightened, frantic to save something. And he had yet to respond to his twin's attempts at connecting to him. Glancing one last time at the boy, he waited, and when the boy nodded, he took off.
The boy kept a careful eye on Norway, trusting that he no longer wanted to kill himself. He was still heading back to the shore, but instead of going directly for the water, he kept to the shore, at times pulling ahead of them, only to stop, focus on something they couldn't see or smell, and take off again. The boy's instincts about this one had been right... he wasn't like the other natives. It wasn't until they came to the bottom of the mountain ranges that Norway stopped, jumping onto a series of rocks, hopping from one to another, seemingly oblivious to the fact, that one wrong step and he'd fall in.
At last he stopped and knelt, reaching for something that had gotten caught in a crack. He had no idea how the hell Denmark had done it, and he truly didn't care, but his twin was most definitely alive, and he now had the proof in the palm of his hands. The bear called out to him, startling him from his thoughts, as he looked in the direction the boy was pointing. Climbing off the rocks, and back onto the shore, he made his way to the treeline and paused. Not that he wasn't grateful, but why was this kid helping him anyway? He definitely wasn't any more tame than the bear he rode upon, and he avoided the natives as much as they did him...
Norway wasn't good with kids... Granted, Denmark and himself had started out on this adventure, hoping that who they were searching for was grown. He hadn't even considered what they might have done had they run into them prior to the storm. Contrary to belief, Nations did not start out with a people of their own, not usually. Some inherited pieces of land gifted to them from an ancient, such as Norway and his other brothers. These boys were not like that. It seemed, that as soon as Scandinavia stepped foot on to this land, the boys came into existence... The natives might have come before or after, traveling back and forth across the land bridge, and he had no idea if the boys were twins, or if one was older than the other. With their being so few inhabitants, it wouldn't surprise Norway if either child had remained in their physical state for several thousand years. The question was, just how old were his two brothers, and was the other one still a child as well?
A second difference between a nation and a human, despite being a child and regardless of their physical appearance, a nation child was extremely intelligent and just as dangerous as the adults. Iceland, despite being younger than this boy, had the help of his brothers to establish his nation and development. Everything this boy in front of him knew, he had had to learn on his own, without any assistance or contact with others like himself. There were hints of fear in those violet eyes, and yet he had pulled Norway out of that cave, and stubbornly refused to let him die. That still didn't explain the boy's amazing strength. Sweden had been like this as well; and it never ceased to amaze Norway how the man had the ability to crush an entire bolder and not even buckle beneath its massive weight.
Kneeling, he noted the drag marks, leading from the rocks to here. If these belonged to Denmark, something was carrying him, but what? There were blood stains on the trees and rocks, something the boy had spotted as well. This boy astounded him, not only did he have an affinity for animals and nature, but he was proving himself as a master tracker as well. If he was this terrifying as a child, he trembled at the idea of what he'd become as an adult. Climbing off the bear, he waited as the animal sniffed the ground, did the same to Norway, and took off. It was like having some kind of blood hound, only this one was 2,000 pounds.
Norway had no idea what they were going to find, but a dead cat, its throat ripped out and a half-dead boy was not it. Charging through the forest, several plants in his arms, Denmark came to a skidding halt when he spotted his twin, another child at his side, and a... was that a polar bear?! Standing, the boy walked over to what Denmark had in his arms and scowled, knocking them away, and motioning for Norway to follow. Glaring at Denmark, he pointed for him to stay with the injured child, and Norway at this point just complied.
Denmark wasn't sure if he should find himself amused, offended, or both. Several minutes later, the two of them returned, Norway holding a leaf full of water, and the boy some kind of dark green plants that had some kind of green liquid coming from it. Tugging at Norway's clothing, he took it off and handed it to the boy, watching as he began to rip it to shreds, dipping it in the water and started to clean the injured boy's cuts from dirt and infection. Next, he started to grind the plant against some kind of boulder, using a smaller rock as a tool. "Should I even ask?"
"If you figure him out; please enlighten me."
Norway and Denmark decided there wasn't much either of them could do, and waited outside of the den, the polar bear keeping a silent watch. "We can't cross the land bridge," Norway finally spoke.
"We're going to have to go south and east..."
"Have you ever seen the storms this bad before?"
"No... I'm not a water nation, and I can't say I know much about the storms that often plague our ships or our lands, but these... these seem..."
"Out of balance," Norway finished. Denmark nodded, and it was at that exact moment that he felt the soft touch of Norway's child companion. He pointed at the injured child, and then the bear. "He wants you to put him on the bear," Norway interpreted.
"Shouldn't he stay put?" Denmark protested.
The boy pointed to the sky, as if trying to warn them. Norway didn't like it... however, without Atlantis, there was no way to confirm or deny their growing fear... It was like something was after them, wanting them dead... Taking great care not to cause further injury to the boy, Denmark lifted and cradled him close, his complexion pale. Never in his wildest dreams did he think he'd find himself on the back of a large polar bear, a boy cub behind him, and Norway following at their side. The boy cub leaned over and motioned for Norway to climb on... "Is there enough room?" The boy tugged, his eyes flying back towards the swirling clouds...
At this point, Norway had learned to trust him, and just as the bear started to run, Norway risked a glance over his shoulder and paled. A torrent of water was rushing towards them, flattening the trees, boulders and animals being pushed in front. What the hell was going on and why were they the targets?
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