For once, the snowy country had finally gotten some sun its regions. Russia. The grey haired man was currently in his lab conducting research for a new organism in a homosapien looking skeleton he found in a fossil just outside the Arctic Circle recently. Wanting to know more about this particularly frozen species, he extracted a small sample from its core. In reality, the organism was small so he had to be cautious as to not use the whole thing for it was the last of its kind. How this pre-historic animal went extinct in the first place, was a mystery in itself.
With the small sample, he placed it under a microscope. What he found was no animal. He couldn't figure out what it could be. He tried to zoom in more on the tiny disk, accidentally smashing it. The result was the DNA of the organism spilling onto his hands. With a sigh, he ran to the sink in the corner as quick as possible, not wanting to take any risks that it could have any effect on his well-being. He cleaned the rest of his mess and decided it was about time to leave his work for the day.
He walked out of the cold, windy day and into his cozy abode where he could enjoy a nice nap. He walked into the living room where his loyal allies sat and talked. They all nodded in hello and stood from their seats, nervously. The Russian sat down in his favorite chair that sat right next to the fireplace. He ordered to three Baltics to prepare his meal while he warmed up. In response, the Baltics practically ran to the kitchen to prepare his meal.
He sat quietly, thinking of what the organism could be. When his allies returned, they had his meal set and sat it on his lap, then disappeared from his sight once they were dismissed. He began to eat his warm soup in piece when the Lithuanian in the house came to greet him for the day. The Lithuanian said his hello and in response, the Russian beckoned him to come closer.
As the Lithuanian got closer, the Russian was slowly fading in and out of consciousness. When the Lithuanian finally got close enough though, the Russian stood from his chair, his full tray of food spilling onto the Victorian-styled rug. He strode over to the small Lithuanian and grabbed him by the collar of his sleek, forest green jacket. The Lithuanian's heart began to beat in humanly fast as the Russian's pupils rolled to the back of his head and let out a menacing, evil laugh.