Foreword from Russia: Basically, this here is a writing game challenge… thing. Each of us takes a turn writing a page or so, then the others write off of that. So just about each change in point of view is a different writer. I'm serving as beta for Tai and China, in essence re-writing it so it flows a bit better. So if the writing style suddenly changes, you know why. Turns go Russia-Taiwan-China. So let's start!

Warnings for the whole story: Dark nations, Many, many character deaths, Fem!China, Mental breakdowns, Language, Complete randomness, Lack of planning, Stupid amounts of capturing, Too many POV changes.

Disclaimer: None of us own Hetalia (I don't think). Otherwise, it would be much more creepy than it is now.

Russia's final note: Also, I recommend setting this story to ¾ width, since that's the format we wrote it in. ^J^

Latvia's POV:

"What? I don't think that's right!"

"I'm Russian! I know everything about snow!" Though I was glad China was worrying about the Russian, it always unnerved me to think that she overall had no impact on Russia's decisions. I watched, petrified, as the light-haired man jumped, his parachute still onboard.

"Alright…" China sighed, turning towards me. "Your turn, Latvia." Shaking slightly, I pointed at myself. "M-Me?"

China nodded, handing me Russia's parachute. I yanked it on just as she shoved me out. I could, over the whistling of the wind, hear the boss's battle cry of "vodka" as I fell. Finally, I pulled the parachute cord and started to float, angling towards the tan body of Russia.

Panic crept through me as I realized he wasn't moving. I hit the ground running, stumbling my way through the snow – which wasn't all that thick, as I realized with growing horror. My mouth started moving soundlessly, and I finally was leaning over the figure.

"S-Sir?" I finally made out. "Are you okay? Well, that's a stupid question, I mean, well, are you alive?" I mentally hit myself. Why I always tripped over my own tongue, I'd never know. I heard a quiet groan of annoyance – or pain – from the Russian, and leaned over him. "R-Russia?"

"Raivis, shut up." Oh, that tone of voice was bad. I hadn't heard that since a fire had destroyed his sunflower garden. I swallowed, waiting for him to get up.

"Does the sky seem like it's spinning?" I instantly looked up, seeing the same blue sky as always. "N-No, I don't think it is."

"Ah… That's odd. Also…" He started to sit up, barely wincing as he did so. I instinctively put a hand behind his back to help him up. Surprisingly, his aura didn't appear, so I assumed I was doing the right thing. He turned to face me, a smile finding its way onto his face.

"Latvia, where is Lithuania?" My blood ran cold. It seemed as though he had quite a bit of amnesia. He forgot… two whole weeks? But he had to bring up the worst possible subject. I stood up, stepping away to avoid his wrath.

"L-Lithuania is d-dead, sir." The dark aura shot up before I knew what was happening, the force of it pushing me back into the snow. Russia wasn't even stable enough to speak in English.

"что?" Tears sprang to my eyes, and I crawled backwards, trying to escape.

"L-Lithuania is dead! H-He was killed b-by the Axis a f-few weeks ago!" I snapped my eyes shut, already feeling his metal pipe smashing against my face. I was going to die, too…

"RUSSIA! STOP IT, ARU!" I kept my eyes closed, knowing what was going on. Russia was approaching me, murder in his eyes, ready to kill me for giving him the news. China had arrived in perfect time, yanking Russia's arms back. I curled into myself as I listened to the clangs of metal on metal, the duel between old friends.

I never thought I would hear the heavy sound of Russia's knees hitting the ground. I whimpered into my hands, waiting. Finally, I heard Russia's voice.

"I… I am sorry, China."

Taiwan's POV:

I was running a very important message to Russia for the Allies, when I came upon a rather large snow covered clearing… Thinking back on it, I was in Russia. Snow was everywhere. That was when I saw what was happening. My older sister was ready to give a final blow to Russia. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" I screamed, holding China back. "He was going to kill Latvia." She said matter-of-factly, struggling against my hold on her wok.

"That doesn't mean you should kill him! I've known Russia! He has his days, but he's a nice person! You should know that, of all people! All he wants is a friend!" Tears ran down my face and I felt China relax. "Don't hurt him…" I finish quietly.

I felt someone wrap me in a hug and I opened my eyes to see a familiar scarf. "Thank you." Russia whispered into my ear. I squeezed the man tighter, not wanting it to end, but a shot suddenly rang out. My eyes widened, and Russia pulled away. "No…" We all turned in horror as Latvia crumbled to the ground. The snow slowly turned red, and Russia was suddenly gone, kneeling over the boy. I looked wildly around to find the shooter, locating a figure some distance away.

I shot off like a rocket, ignoring the calls behind me from my big sister. I finally reached the person, tackling them into the cold snow. The person opened his eyes and I was forced to stare into the red irises of the man that used to be Germany. "Why?" I asked, forcing pressure onto his throat, but he doesn't respond. "Why…" I repeated, letting go. Tears started streaming down my face. He stood up and I braced myself for an attack but instead I felt myself being lifted up by my neck. My vision started getting blurry, and I lost consciousness.

When I opened my eyes the next time, I saw the inside of a home. My hair was brushed from my eyes, and I drifted off again, feeling safe.

China's POV:

Just after the little nation… er… jumped out of the plane, I followed, leaving the third, unused parachute behind me. Trying to save Russia's ass and failing seemed to be my specialty lately. I hit the ground easily, but stumbled upon a major problem. Or rather, multiple problems. First, Russia had his pipe out. Second, it was raised. Third, and most importantly, he was about to use it on Latvia. Sure, he wasn't the highest on my list of favorites, but I knew the exact reason for Russia's anger and Latvia didn't deserve it.

I ran, snow flying with my footsteps, screaming for Russia to stop. He completely ignored me, about to bring the pipe down. I grabbed his arms from behind him, holding him back. "Calm down." I ordered, struggling to hold onto the stronger nation.

"Just put it down. It's not his fault." He whipped around, glaring at me. His eyes had a glint that he usually reserved for those that pissed him off. Oh, wait. That was me right now. "Crap." I muttered, pulling out my own weapons. He swung harshly and I blocked with my wok. The force made a terrible clang and shook my whole arm. We started into a vicious fight, looking like the worst of enemies. Anyone who knew us would probably think we were terrible friends.

Finally, I got in a hit, knocking the pipe from his hands. He sank to his knees. I breathed heavily, almost missing his words. "I am sorry, China." That made me mad.

"Oh, you're sorry." I growled. "Don't be sorry to me. Be sorry to him." I spat. I took a step closer and he fell back. I saw red, going in for another attack. He stood, this time on the defense. I easily countered his attacks, completely livid. I can't stand bullies. I kicked hard and he stumbled back into the snow. Suddenly, my arm was pulled back, Taiwan shouting gibberish at the top of her lungs. There was a gunshot from behind me, and Latvia fell. Well, crap. I can never win, can I? I looked up, Taiwan now running full speed… at a dark version of Germany. In a blur, she was there, he grabbed her by the throat, and she was soon out cold. I felt frozen. He smiled, red eyes gleaming at me as he carried her off. My legs refused to support me and I stumbled. Russia caught me, and I swallowed hard.

"The Axis have my sister."