Hey guys, I know I've got two Angst fics I got to complete and like another Romance fic I got to finish but this was what was made of my spare time on the cars and everything, but from now until I like finish the other fics, I will not post any more chapters, then again... If people really like this fic than fine, but I'm really not liking the idea of so many fics on my back.

It had been a while since the zombie apocalypse erupted. It had effected the world. The whole world besides Australia, Wy, New Zealand and some other lucky nations down there. Chaos erupted, the world literally blacked down. No one could really track the origin of the catastrophe but everyone knew that no where was safe. People got into groups and became savages, looting from the shops.

Romania's POV

The world has since blacked out, I wonder how long I can survive. Good thing I'm a nation. We have just done research that as long as the land still is existent, the country won't die. Really, the only possible way for a country to die is if you blow a hole and completely destroy the country.

I continue walking until I reach a gas station. It looks pretty safe here. There doesn't seem to be much people around it. The place is isolated and as long as I don't make much noise, the rotters wouldn't come to this place. I have discovered that the undead don't have a sense of sight. They can only hear their surroundings. Hm, there's a convenient store not far from here. I can get quite some supplies from the store.

"ARG!"

Life decided to play a joke on me at that moment. Looking outside of the store, I see around eight piles of the rotten flesh. I took the curtain pole that I engaged with as a weapon for the past few months, taking them out with great accuracy, efficiency and speed, using a cracked point at one end to stab them with, not making as much noise as my gun or smashing would have made.

I went to examine the screamer. Great, out of all the people, it had to be another nation, and out of all the nations, it had to be her, HER!

Turkey's POV

Walking in the debris of my country, tired, sleepy, hungry and thirsty, I travel southward non-stop. I needed to get to Cyprus. I received news that the only untouched nations were the Oceanian nations. I had to travel south in order to find safety for myself.

During the middle of the streets of ashes, I tripped over a pile of rotten flesh. Wait, no this isn't rotten flesh. I could sense that this was another nation, wait… This is… GREECE! Out of all the people that I had to meet first, it had to be Greece.

He was way too lazy. Sleeping all the time. Here, I was really, actually looking forward to finding Cyprus and since he used to be a old colony of mine during the great Ottoman empire days, He should be nicer to me than that Greek bastard would be to me!

I bet that Greek bastard's useless. I mean, look at him, he sleeps all the god damm time. If I could like meet some nation that could actually help me survive by helping with getting the food or something. Greece won't help, what so ever. If only I could meet other nations here too! Sometimes, I wonder why Greece hasn't been fired yet.

Poland's POV

Walking eastward, I want to get to an airport around the like borderlines between my country and Germany. It is like a military airport and harbor. I should be able to get something like an aircraft carrier and totally put some gasoline inside. Non only that. I should like get supplies. LOTS! I mean like, there will totally be rotters, right? I'll get one or two planes on the carrier too. I'll get a helicopter and one military fighter plane.

I keep on walking and I see a highway. I keep on moving, it's getting darker and darker. The risks of meeting one of the monsters are like, increasing. I totally wish that one of my ponies were here. My pony would like totally be nice to me and I could travel like, a lot faster.

I continue my journey and I find a car I see that the gasoline is like full. I see a gas station nearby that isn't self service. I find all the jars and cans I can find around and eventually, I fill them with gasoline. I also get some of the already filled for sale gasoline. Then, I quickly fill the rest of my car with supplies from the shop like water and food. I pull off my car and like totally started driving towards the east. I keep on driving until I meet a lumpy figure. It definitely wasn't one of the rotters. In matter of fact, I sense the fact that the figure is also a nation. Mentally, I wish that the figure was Liet or something although I guess, meeting Germany isn't that bad either. After the Second World War, we became cool with each other and he like, totally apologized.

I get off the car, realizing there's still space in the passenger seat. The man was tall, wait no, Liet or Germany like totally can't be that tall. I like think it's totally Russia. Oh well, If I'm nice to him, I don't think it'l be that bad. I, after all AM his cousin. Until I meet the man's blue eyes, I was still thinking it was Russia, but like when I totally saw his blue eyes, I realized this like was totally my old rival; Sweden.

Like, out of all the people, I just like totally had to meet Sweden. He like hates me for totally beating him at war with like, Liet. I mean, I like also totally beat up Prussia, his like wartime enemy but that doesn't totally stop his hate for like, me.

"Like hell, totally not you."

Taiwan's POV

Walking along the street's of my brother Hong Kong's city, I was hoping I could reach China by boat or something. I have already explored Korea and Macau. Right now, I was desperately searching for one of my siblings. I hope China's still alive, I mean, he's wise enough and good enough at fighting to survive. He's pretty good at fight or flight. I'm sure he can survive. I push the obnoxious thoughts to the back of my head and focus on trying to find my brother.

I continue down the rotten road and notice a familiar figure. My brother Hong Kong was one among the dead carcasses on the road. I start to wonder if this is global or local. I think it is global because if it was local, there would be help sent already.

I reach the road that connects Taiwan, China and Hong Kong through a tunnel. I enter and I find a car that has enough petrol in it to travel some hundreds of kilos on the road and I enter and start to drive the car down the tunnel, constantly having to avoid the few cars in the way.

Entering my elder brother's land, I drive my car down to Beijing, the capital of China and where I would most likely find my older brother China. Down the road I keep on traveling, as I close in on the TV tower in Beijing, I see a moving figure. I can tell it is of a non rotter, nor is it one of the savages that are still trying desperately to survive by looting the shops, stealing from other survivors and eventually, they actually fortified places and made civilization. Surprising how fast evolution happens when in a zombie apocalypse.

I drive closer and realize who that other living being who doesn't want want to eat me and tear me into pieces.

Cuba's POV

By boat, I travel to the forests of my country. Being an isolated island, I am guaranteed that it's safe for me to stay for the next few weeks or so. The place only had a farm when it happened and the farmer died of heart attack when he heard about the news. I threw his carcass into the river and looted the crops that are on the field, some, I preserve by canning them with the ocean salt, some I try my best to eat fresh.

To my relief, there are some food on the island that can last for years without expiring, probably stored by the farmer in case there was a storm. Storms on this island are pretty harsh and no support boats can get to the island in a storm so the farmer would smartly get a large stock of the canned food. Continuing in the barn, I see two pistols with lots of ammo, a rifle with lots of ammo and a shot gun with lots of ammo too, there is also a small sized machine gun and a bit of ammo for it. I also see an army knife that can be attached to the rifle. A smart choice considering the bears in the forests of this rural island.

I continue my search until I see a familiar face and I immediately get freaked out by why he's in my country. Then again, I guess if I were really desperate, I would be looking for him too. Him searching my country must mean that he's already searched Mexico and Canada. They've probably didn't find a way to meet so I guess I'll let him stay for a while.

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