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The day before had been average but a little tiring. Madrid had gone to bed as usual, falling asleep quickly. Though waking up was an entirely different story.

"..ose.."Someone said, a faint rocking motion registering with the dozing teen,"Jo..e... Jose!" With a hard hit to his forehead the capital woke with a start, blinking up at his elder brother, but something seemed off. Before he could figure out what it was through the sleepy haze and the dark room the other Spaniard moved away from where he was laying, speaking to someone before returning and tossing a bag at him. "Get dressed. We're leaving soon, the sun'll be up any minute."

"Wh... Where are we going..?"Madrid asked, reaching up to rub his eyes some tiredly, siting up. He blinked when the elder gave him a puzzled look only not to answer, leaving the room they were in into a faintly lit neighboring one. Once the elder left, Madrid began to change, glancing around. He froze after a moment when he didn't recognize the place he was in. Quickly getting dressed he grabbed the bag and headed out of the strange room, looking around for his siblings. They stood waiting at the front door, both of them seeming younger then before. Without a word they grabbed his arms and pulled him outside only to see a group coming up the walkway. "s**t, they're early!" His elder brother hissed, shifting to stand in front of the other two.

Madrid looked confused, about to speak when one of the men grabbed him and his brother Marcia pleading with them. "Please Senor! We've been trying as hard as we can,"The woman exclaimed as his elder brother struggled against the other man. The capital looked between them in confusion.

"What's going on?"He finally demanded, trying to pull away from the man holding onto him. His captor just laughed and pushed him after his siblings,"Roma! What are you doing?" The group gave him an odd look before he was pushed again.

Marcia just stared at him in disbelief as Madrid looked confused at the other's reaction. He started to speak before his brother finally broke free of the man holding him by stomping hard on his foot and pulling away from him. "You're not taking my family away from me again you b*****d,"The Spaniard exclaimed angrily earning a dumbfounded look from the youngest. He never thought he'd ever hear his brother say something like that to Lovino. Something was defiantly wrong.

"Do whatever you want with me,"Antonio growled out, glaring at the Italian,"But leave mi familia out of this..."

"Antonio please, just be calm and go with them,"Marcia pleaded, watching as her brother glanced at her and nodded.

"Fine." Madrid could only watch as everything happened, completely and utterly confused while having no explanation except that something was terribly wrong.

Madrid looked up at this. Angelo? Maybe he could help explain something! Feeling a little relief the Spaniard allowed himself to be pushed to the vehicles with his siblings. He grunted a little when he was pushed in so that he hit his brother a little hard, Marcia being allowed in with a bit more care. The teen glanced at his elder brother as he stared resolutely out the window, not bothering to look at his siblings. The capital knew that look, he was beating himself up for apparently failing. "Um.. Antonio..? Are you alright..?"He asked hesitantly, earning no response in return thus causing him to fall silent.

The Spaniard closed his eyes for a moment when Lovino spoke to him before putting his face in his hands, his little brother watching him worriedly. Madrid blinked as Marcia wraped a comforting arm around him. "It's going to be ok Jose.."She soothed, rubbing his arm.

"Marci... What's going on..?"The capital asked hesitantly, glancing up at her hesitantly. A puzzled look filled the familure green eyes.

"We're going to stay with the Vargas's for a little bit,"She said,"Is.. everything alright hermano..?" Hesitantly he shook his head, searching the elder's face.

"No... No nothing's wrong..."he mumbled, looking away,"Just early..." This wasn't right... The usual connection he felt towards his siblings as personifications wasn't there anymore. These people that looked, sounded, and appeared to be his siblings, weren't his siblings. Even he himself felt different, weaker, human. The weight of a city was no longer there.

Marcia stepped out of the car, helping Madrid out to prevent the men from being rough with him like before though her second youngest sibling stepped refused her help. The Spanish teen spotted the small Italian and his heart lept some, a small hope flickering in his chest. The men lead them towards the house, shoving Madrid a little so he stumbled, not ready for the sudden movement.

Said Spaniard glared after them, his sister trying to calm him. Madrid blinked some as he was lead away, something striking him as off about the Italian. He glanced down as they walked. "Ah, I'm fine..." He mumbled,"It just startled me."

"Hey boss, where did you want them again?" One man asked, the other muttering to the one who'd pushed the capital.