Natalya smiled. He was dead. The last one. All of them, dead. She walked around the room, smiling at everyone of the dead bodies, looks of fear plastered to their faces for the rest of eternity. She stopped at the body closest to her, it was America. "Oh Alfred, I'm sorry I broke your heart. But I really don't love you and I have to say, I enjoyed killing you" Natalya said. She continued around the room and stopped again, this time at Ukraine's body. "My dear sister, you took such good care of Ivan and me, I really am very thankful". The young woman ran her fingers through her sister's blood stained hair one more time and continued "I'll miss you Katyusha". Natalya continued and stopped at Prussia's mutilated body. "Fuck you bastard! My brother fell in love with you and he never had any time for me! He's was mine! Mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine!" she screamed. She kicked the German's ribs and smiled when she heard his ribs crack in two. She continued walking around the room and wiped away a tear when she saw the love of her life, dead on the floor. She ran over and took his hand in her own. "Oh Ivan! I will miss you more than anyone else! I love you, and I know that you love me too! But of course, you didn't realize that soon enough. You told me you loved Gilbert, and I caught you making love to him more than once… you didn't realize how much you hurt me! That's why I had to kill you". Natalya almost cried when she said the last seven words. She placed a small kiss on the Russian man's cheek and pulled herself off the floor. She looked at the last body, the one she had killed most recently. It belonged to Lithuania. His blood was still warm as it oozed out of the many gashes running down his back. Natalya walked over to the small man's body and smiled. "Just like Alfred, you loved me. He may have been rich and strong and handsome, but you loved me first. That's why it hurt me a whee bit to kill you" she said. The blonde pushed all her feelings aside and walked out onto her balcony. It was a full moon. The pale, cold light made the woman's hair look silver and her skin look almost translucent. It was a little cold outside, General Winter would be coming soon. Suddenly, something didn't feel right. The wind had changed and Natalya started hearing things. It sounded like… voices. Yes, it was voices. The voices of the five innocent lives she had claimed. Russia and Gilbert chuckled. Ukraine cried. Lithuania whimpered. Alfred blabbered on about hamburgers. Then, at the same time, they began to scream. They were screams of pure agony, pure hatred. They called Natalya's name, begging her to give in to the darkness that was beginning to overwhelm her. "No! Go away! Go away!" she screamed. She fell to her knees and cried. But it was too late, in seconds, Belarus was gone.
The authorities came the next day. Blood was all over the room. It covered the walls, the carpet, the furniture, and it still oozed out of the Russian, the German, the Ukrainian, the American and the Lithuanian. The police also found Natalya outside of the house, directly below the balcony. She had jumped off, instantly killing herself when she hit the ground. No one has entered the house since. They say the blood is still on the floor and the bodies are still there and the police dragged her body and left it there too. But I don't know all the answers, why don't you go out and find out for yourself? :D
