Emil Steilsson = Iceland

Yao Wang = China

Li Xiao/Leon Wang = Hong Kong

Ivan Braginsky = Russia

Matthew Williams = Canada

Alfred F. Jones = America

Emil's POV
Is this really the right place? The one that I'm looking for? In front of me stands a rundown, creaky house. "Surely this can't be Yao's house?" I mutter, Mr Puffin nested on my shoulder. He mumbles, "Whatever, you punk." I head up to the front door and note how it swings open without me even having to touch it. Ughhhhhh, I feel like I'm in a horror movie. "Yao? It's Emil. Is anyone here?" I call out, stepping in. No answer. "Anyone at all? Hello?" My heart beats quickly when I see a shadow behind me. I turn, gulping and come face to face with a tall white haired man, a scarf covering the bottom half of his face. "Privyet, comrade." Is all he says and stands looking down upon me. "Um, are you Yao?" My eyes drift down to a large metal pipe clutched within his hand. No normal person carries that around unless they're in a video game, it is a well known fact. "No but I assume you want to meet him?" He smiles at me. It may be a kind, harmless smile but it chills me to bone. "Where is he?" I glance around, my only exit (the door) was nowhere to be seen. Oh my God, I'm so dead. I'm going to die before I even leave school - such a shame, I wanted to know what that world felt like. I wanted freedom. "He's not in this world at the minute, sorry." The - I'm assuming he's Russian - Russian guy continued to smile. I want to scream so badly. Not in this world means he's dead and this guy must have killed him! 

"Well... if you don't mind me, I'm going to go-" I turn and rapidly sprint in any direction. Unfortunately, a large hand clasps my shoulder and I feel the pipe being lifted just above my head. Thoughts rush through my brain including the fact that I never told Lukas that I'm just like him, that I can see them too. "Where are you going, Emil? You passed the test." My whole world spins when the pipe crashes down onto me and I find myself falling until my body makes contact with grass. Hold up- grass? My blue eyes blink to find that I am no longer in Yao's house. Oh great, just what I need, I bet I've died and gone to heaven. 

"I was wondering when you'd arrive! I've been waiting for hours!" I sit up to face a brunette with slightly larger than normal eyebrows looking down at me and wait- were those wings?! The scream I had been holding in finally left my lips. "Oh my God, oh my God- I'm dead aren't I? You must be the angel to collect me. Great, I can see my grave now: 'Emil Steilsson, age 16. Died when a crazed Russian man hit him over the head with a metal pipe'! I must say though, angels are a lot hotter than I expected-" I eventually glance at the guy again, who just happens to have an amused smirk painting his face. I hit him on the arm and growl, "My death is not funny!" His gorgeous eyes catch mine as he giggles, "I'm not, like, laughing at that. It's the fact that you are very much alive and very dramatic that I find amusing." 
"So... I'm not dead?"
"Not in the slightest."
"Then what the bloody hell are those?" I pointed to the crimson wings sprouting from his back, "Are you dressing up or...?"

"Oh my wings are, like, real, alright. I guess no one has ever told you about this stuff, mage." Mage? What's he on about? Someone tell me that this is a dream because if it is, I'm officially off my nut. "About, like, the magical world?" He scans my face for any recognition but just finds a confused, blank expression. "Okay, well, you see, all that mythical stuff people say is just legend is all real. I referred to you as a mage earlier as it is most likely you possess some magical ability as you wouldn't be able to see this place otherwise." He winks at me, "Or this gorgeous guy in front of you!" Yeah he's right- hold on...

"So I'm not crazy?"
"Of course not! The government just makes you out to be! I'm Li Xiao Wang, or you could just call me Leon. I'm here to, like, pick you up. Yao sent me." Finally, someone who answered my questions that doesn't completely terrify me. As we started walking I noticed all of the trolls and other magical beings. "Um, Leon? Who was the Russian guy that hit me over the head?"

"Oh that was Ivan. He's Yao's boyfriend. I'm terrified of that dude. Yeah, sorry about that. The rundown house is the closest portal to this world and he usually hangs around there when he's not making out with my brother." We stop at a cliff, "Emil, I'm going to need you to put your arms around me." My face goes almost as red as his wings as I oblige. I find myself screaming for the second time in ten minutes when we're flying through the air. Seriously though, how many times in one day do I feel like I'm going to die?! "It's ok. You're fine." Leon comforts me as we slowly approach a quaint house by the lake, "I never knew they make Icelandic men this cute though." He flirts and my blush deepens, "Yep. So cute. You also have white hair! That's so cool! You see, white hair a big thing where I come from." He explains and twirls some with his fingers. "So cute and pretty." He mumbles as we touch down which gives me a few seconds to try get my heartbeat back under control. "Where do you come from?" 

"Hong Kong, China." He grins. "Welcome to our real house~" Leon then gestures towards the place in front of me. Mr Puffin looks questioningly at me as I follow my new acquaintance through the door.

Matthew's POV

"Soooooooooo bored!" My brother yells from the other side of the room. "Help me Mattie, I'm too great to die of boredom!" I chuck a pillow at him when he's off-guard and it catches him right in the face, "Maybe work on reducing your ego. That good enough for you, Al?" He pouts and grabs his electric guitar, "No. You are not going to make me go deaf, Alfred, ok? Put the guitar down!" He ignores me and plugs it into the amp, making sure he turns it up to maximum value. "Watch me. I do what I want, Mattie!" His fingers make contact with the strings and I try to cover my ears from the blast but to no avail. He laughs at my pained expression and turns the volume down, softly singing. I catch the tune immediately. 'I'm your hero', his first hit. "Any luck with that guy you like?" I ask. Alfred glances at me, fingers still moving, "Of course not. I've liked Arthur for six years now and he still dislikes me." 

"Maybe you should try being quieter? Perhaps shouting 'Artieeeeeee' every time you see him isn't going to help your case." He blinks at me then combs his hands through his hair, avoiding the cowlick, "Maybe. But I want the dude to like me for who I am. Loudness included."
"Ok. We go back to school soon, don't we?"
"Yup, my Canadian bro. Back to hell."
"Please," I glare at him, "At least you're the most popular kid in school, you stand out. I'm just a nobody. Nothing interesting about me." He'll never understanding. He's always apart from the crowd, people pay attention to him. Me? Not so much. Teachers usually forget that I'm a part of their class. It sucks. I'll forever be in my younger brother's shadow. Forget prom, I'll be lucky if someone even talks to me this year. 

One person did end up talking to me, by a complete accident. And it completely changed everything forever.   
But that's to come later.

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Another chapter done! I'm going to try (keyword 'try') and update every Sunday.
Here's some pictures of ships including the two main characters in this chapter. Yep, HongIce and PruCan.

Shush... I do not have a lot of HongIce. Nope.

(Sorry for the lack of PruCan pics XD)

Hope you enjoyed and I'll see you in the next one!
Bye!
~Peanutsfan1