-𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩⭐︎

                                    

                                          

                                                                                          ??? Pov:
"Boss we got one" one of my hunters say whiles holding a small country by their arm... He had blue on top and red on the bottom with a white triangle... and a sun? This is going to be interesting.. "Bring him to me" I demand. I stand from my chair and walk to him.. He looks beaten up and hurt "My lord this is perlas son, you know he will be worth a lot of money and you know what that means" my subject informs me "very well then" as I lift his chin with my hand... I can see the tears fall off his eyes.. Heh, pathetic.. "Well you know what that means.. Put it in the cage and he'll be on sale on bargon day.."
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As I was dragged and put into a cage I can't help but feel hopeless about what has happened. I just want to go home to father and... mother.. Tears form in my eyes while I crawl into the corner.. "Hello!" 
I flinched at the sudan noise.. "H-hi?" I say looking around.. "Im mexico but you can call me mex for short!" the voice says in a happy voice "what about you?" He asked. "I'm philippines or philip for short.." I say still saden from the event...  "You must be new! Well I've been here for a while.. Like a long time.. But i hope one day i'll get out of this hell hole!" mex says in a determined voice.. "Oh well at least now I have a friend the others got uhmm.. I don't actually know.." well mex has a point.. At least I have someone to talk to...
——————————————————————————————Months have passed and we've gotten new friends. We got cuba! Well he's kinda hot headed he's a good listener and oh we have some countries from other continents! But we have news that it's going to be bargon month. I don't know what that means but I have a feeling it's not good at all..
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Philip's Pov: 
As I try to fall asleep the cellar door opens and people come in with wired clothing "H-Hey what's going on!!" Mex demands as they bring him away "HEY! Stop that" Cuba screams Oh no this is not good, No no no.. "Cuba Mex!" I scream their name as I get dragged out of my cage.. But before I could fight back they put a bag over my head. I- I can't see anything.. 
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America's Pov: 
"Remember, we just need to fit in and keep an eye on Ussr and his son. Don't get your eyes off them, understood?" Uk says while me and my brothers nod.. "America, all eyes will be on you. Be our bait and blend in for me will yeah?" Uk says while putting his gun in his pocket "fine.." I say annoyed "well then lets go we are wasting time." my oldest brother canada says, "will do" zaland says while hopping in the car.
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America's Pov: 
Ugh I hate this already so many people at least father gave me 4 mill to bargaon.. And would you look at that it's Ussr and CHina and... oh. His son russia. "And might I ask what you're doing here?" ussr asks while glaring at me. "Oh nothing.. Just here to get stuff off the market you know" I try and laugh off but still given a glare "come on russia lets go" while picking him up sheesh that was too close I need to keep my distance ima just head out from the back- ....
"Few im go-" but before I could finish I hear a crying I follow the intriguing noise to a blanket covering something, As I lift the blanket I can see a small country who looks around 9-11 and all beaten up.. He looks at me and shivers back, wait a goddamn min.. This isn't a normal auction, this is like Country-trafficking or something!?  This is fucked up.. The poor country "hey hey it's ok! Here.." I pull out a sneaker bar from my pocket and hand it out.. He seemed a bit intimidated but slowly moved to take it and get it off my hand and after one bite he seemed so happy.. Heh looks like he hasten eaten in days.. And there's so many scars on him... I need to get him out of here, I point at myself and say "America" to let him know my name.. "A- ame- amerika?" the country says in a confused voice omg he's so cute what.. But then he points at himself and says "p-philippines" that's a nice name "can I call you philip?" philip nods with a smile.. He looks so happy.. Oh shit it's starting "It's ok philip I'll get you out of here" I say while putting the blanket back and going back to the main room..
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Omfg this is so boring this shit has been going on for years aaugh..but before I fall asleep I hear someone talk " And here I present to you a rich country filled with resources and materials... las filipinas!" the man spoke while pulling out the familiar blanket to reveal Philip inside.. "1 million dollars'' A voices perceked up and everyone turns around to see who put the bet... Ussr. His smirk says it all.. No, I can't let him get Philip "2 MILLION!" I shout while now the attention goes to me I can see the anger in ussr eyes "3 million." ussr grits his teeth "4 million" I say proudly " SOULD TO SIR AMERICA" The man shouts.. Thank god Phillips is safe now.. I rush into the back to get philip.. "That's a lot of money sir... are you su-" "Yes, yes i'm sure." I interrupted him "whatever you say sir.." He's all yours while he hands me a key and heads back. I rush to open the cage.. "Philip, hey buddy! It's ok you can come out" I say in a soft voice while stepping back.. "America!" Phil says while running into my arms.. I pick him up while he clenches onto me.. He feels safe.. I think that's enough for today.. "Guys, mission over meet up at the back" I repeat while heading to the meet up spot.. 
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Hey hey guys- I- Im back~ so yes so if you didn't know
This is my Au so yeah- 
And also terrible sorry but I'm going to update the runaway book tmr- because this 
Took so much motivation from me-