Chapter One

She was not backing down on this one! Her gold-ish eyes growing darker by the

minute. Squeezing her battle ax tight, ready for her opponent to make the first move.

"Come on Prussia! What? Too scared? Or are just not awesome enough?" Bohemia

challenged to the platinum blonde haired country with crimson eyes blazing with rage

by now. "Keh, i'm the only awesome one here! Oh, and if you don't remember, i'm the

one who still has parts of your land!" He exclaimed, while swinging his big, silver

sword that almost came in contact with her body, which she easily dodged and writhed

herself ninety degrees so she could have more ground to keep her on balance.

"No shit! Thats the whole fucking reason i'm here, you piece of good for nothing

shit!" She growled at him, trying to give a powerful blow to his left shin. Her light

brown hair flying everywhere as the two battled on strong in the moonlight, making her

hair glisten. Still, her eyes grew darker as she got more enraged and pumped up for this

battle. "Hmph, since your such an insignificant country, i'll go easy on you."

Now that pissed her off! She removed her block and his long sword slipped into her

side. Bohemia ignored the sheer pain and gave a hard blow to Prussia's gut and then to

his head with the end part of her battle ax and ripped his sword out of her side.

"Who's awesome now? Nehehehehe!" Kamila (Bohemia) then left Prussia

battered and bruised and limped back home with her stolen land. "Sbohem*, Prussia"

When she got home she was exhausted. All she could do was take off he bloody battle

uniform, take a warm shower, slip on some comfy P.J.'s, and tend to her wound. While

Kamila was cleaning the wound out, it throbbed every time anything touched it. Heh,

I must've been really pissed to have let that man hurt me just to give him a few cuts and

bruises. She thought while putting a bandage over it. It was quite a long and deep wound

and had blue and purple bruises around it. Then, she let her shirt back down and it

covered up the long scratch, walked over to her bed, and wrapped herself in the snug

cocoon of sheets.

The next morning was the morning Kamila dreaded the most. It was the morning

of the little family reunion. And fucking Prussia is going to be there. Even though they

are not related, Germany and him are brothers, in fact, Prussia is the older brother of the

two. Might as well get ready and stuff. She thought to herself. Then, she left her warm

bed, went to her closet, and picked out her usual outfit: a creamy pink colored top that

flows down to her belly button and sleeves that flow down to her elbow and the top

reveals a little of her shoulders, an ankle long deep purple skirt with tightly packed

intricate designs of shapes and nature patterns combined and was also flows, and brown

leather sandals. Her shirt wasn't long enough to cover her wound so most of it showed.

But, she didn't mind, she just thought it was another battle scar to show of in her highly

fashionable clothes.

I do prefer to be bare foot but Austria and Germany always seem to scold me

about that and stupid Poland says I don't wear enough pink. And he's a fucking guy for

crying out loud! She thought frustrated about them always scolding her and she's for

sure older than Germany! (list from oldest to youngest: Poland, Austria, Prussia,

Bohemia, and Germany) ok, so maybe I am the second youngest but still- she was

suddenly interrupted by a collision and then a landing on something. Aw shit, why me?

When she looked up at the person she landed on, her heart was beating fast with anger.

"Fuck Prussia! Watch where your going you Blazen*!" Bohemia yelled,

embarrassed that she let herself fall on such a fuck head. "Hmph, well maybe if you

weren't so unawesome I would have noticed you!" Prussia explained hotheadedly. Then,

seemed to soften a bit and gently said, "Guten Morgen*." Bohemia froze and started to

blush, why? She never herd him speak so softly. "D-Dobry Den*." Then, got up quickly

and rand to the room where the 'family' room. Leaving Prussia once again, smiling.

W-why the hell was that blazen* so fucking nice to me?Dammit! Why the hell did

I get all soft hearted on him? Why? Why? WHY? Swung the doors to the room, and all

the time she was at the reunion all she could think of was, That Fuck Ass Prussia!

Ok, first of all, i'm super sorry for this chapter to be this short!

Oh! And here are the translations to the word(s) that were in Czech and German

Sbohem: Good-bye (Czech)

Blazen: Freak, Bastard, Idiot, etc. (Czech)

Guten Morgen: Good Morning (German)

Dorbry Den: Good Morning (Czech)

Prosim: Please (Czech)

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need to see if my stories are any good!