Alright, either 14 chapters in total or 15 with an epilogue~

So, without further ado, Ivan's POV~

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One may call this an absolute fail, or even a betrayal. In my opinion, it's a twisted form of assistance. What is it, you may ask? Well, in a way, The Order had gotten to the first group of our members in Hetalia, and it may be partially our fault. 

What has happened was this; those who had not gone to execute the plan for getting Iceland and Spain back, meaning Mattvey, America, Japan, Denmark, Elizabeta, Prussia, and I, were to monitor The Order and intervene if something goes drastically wrong.

Simple enough, or it was supposed to be.

You see, we have a few дураки (idiots) in our group, namely America, Denmark, and Prussia. We had spotted a stray Order member. I kept my rifle trained on him, ready to shoot if anything goes wrong. The next thing I know, a baseball hit him in the head hard enough to knock him out, and then a sheepish looking American walked over to the collapsed body. I resisted the urge to facepalm. How even...?

Right, he's American. 

I watched the scene below unfold as Prussia ran over and two began conversing frantically, seemingly arguing over something. Then the Dane joined them.

The argument grew, with Elizaveta attempting to get them to shut up, and Mattvey attempting to convey some message. Eventually I went down and listened to it all, while Japan had taken over Elizaveta's role as the peace keeper when he temper burst.

Some time later, I realized the collapsed Order member was no longer there, and there's no way of knowing how much he heard of the argument which had some sensitive information thrown around.

I told them just that, for once they listened, and everyone began panicking and trying to track him down. Except the Prussian. He simply high-tailed out of here to wherever he thought the member was. Soon enough, he was followed by America, who was followed by his frantic cousin. 

We heard a distant explosion, and got news that chaos had ensued, mostly because of the chase, and The Order had gotten ahold of Nata.

Now, there was only one question left, was she going to murder them with her bare hands, or have mercy and use her knife?

My sister was terrifying like that.

When all of the LON in Hetalia regrouped at the storage room of a closed shop, we were running out of places, we began discussing our next plan of action after contacting with Berlin.

Almost no one was hurt from the assault of when they "kidnapped" Nata, except Hong Kong, on whose head a vase fell, causing Yao to fret over him then scold him in a repetitive cycle. That meant more people could participate entirely in a plan.

Our current plan was to wait for the outcome of the onslaught that was sure to come back the main base they would oh so foolishly bring Nata to, and, if the information Romania and South Italy brought was reliable, assassinate the leader, at the same picking off members of the Order too fast to have anything done about it.

Now, the real question was, who would assassinate the leader?

It was a highly debated question, with some being humble and stepping back from the competition, others boasting that they should be the ones to do so, and others keeping silent, knowing full well there was a high chance they may be picked due to their professionalism. 

For once, I thought we should leave it up to Beilschmidt to decide, because I don't see a decision coming anytime soon. Of course, if his choice is ridiculous, then it will be ignored. 

"Alright, gentleman, ladies, please. There is no need to fret so much over who gets this job. We all know the best assassin will." That's what Arthur said, but you could practically feel the rest of the sentence left unsaid; which is going to be me.

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So, Gauthier thought he could win this. Oh, Gauthier. This is exactly why I fell in love with him. And exactly why I grew to hate him. I just wish he would understand. But soon enough, I was going to join him, but that doesn't mean I am going to lose. I can't wait to see the look on their faces when they realize that I am their-

"PLEASE NO STOP STOP STOP PLEASE!"

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More cliffhangersssssssss~

But yeah, this is it, any guesses on who's POV it is?