Summary: Quynh Thi Nguyen (Vietnam) and Wang Yao (China) had always gotten along before, but ever since his people moved into her country, she had always seeked for her liberation from his growing effect on her nation. Now the two nations had declared war on each other, but little did they know this ongoing dispute would drag everyone down along with them.

Author's Note: This is my first time writing a fanfiction, so bear with me :P This is just a small story based on an RP of mine of Facebook- which was so epic I just had to share with you all xD Oh, and as for grammar & stuff, feel free to criticize by reviewing! (I don't really feel like going to the translate to copy and paste random accents for my Vietnamese, so I just left it as is)

Pairings: There will be many random pairings since this is based on an RP, after all. However I will throw in any if it deems necessary. -will also take suggestions/some requests

ong gia = 'old man'

An All-Out War

So this is how it ends.

Lightning flashed- lighting up the dreary sky every few agonizing seconds with a roaring thunder following shortly after. Two lone silhouettes could be seen in the darkness standing several strides apart. The pounding rain plastered the hair of the two opposing nations to their blood-stained faces- the howling wind whipping their long ponytails around their wounded figures. One, a man looking of his mid-twenties, was armed with nothing but a single assault rifle, a type 56. The other, a woman in her late teens, was defenseless, her own rifle lying far away. Nonetheless, she faced him with an air of defiance.

"Dearest sister, why don't you just give up already, aru?" The elder man scrutinized the other, gazing intently into her eyes. The two were incredibly alike- both in features and in stature, the only difference being that while his eyes were brimming with pleading and pity, hers were filled with shameless hatred.

"Ong gia… you know me better than that." She looked up, meeting his steady gaze with a glare. "I'd rather die than give up to you."

The man shut his eyes for a moment and sighed. He knew she was going to say something like this. He reopened them and looked at her again with moist eyes. "If that is what you what you really wish… then I have no choice, aru." He lifted up his rifle and pointed it directly at her chest- his finger quivering against the trigger.

Quynh Thi shut her eyes and stood there, waiting. A series of memories flashed before her as she braced for the impact, fighting any last tears that she had within her. A single voice echoed in her head.

"Goodbye, sister aru."

Everything went black.