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Canada was the first to suffer its effects. Then Italy, then Romano, then America, Prussia and so on. It was horrible...And so far, no one knew how to stop it. At least as far as they knew, no one did. Are they going to suffer forever, or will it end and whomever was behind all this, will they be stopped? For now, Let's start at the beginning.

Canada was doing his normal routine of cleaning around the house. There really wasn't anything different and that sort of annoyed Canada. He wanted something to happen, to change his boring routine. He wished that something would happen that would make his boring, everyday into a fun and adventurous day. Boy did he wish he could take that wish back...

It started when Canada entered the U.N building. At first, things were normal. He was a little early, so he stopped by the break room to grab something to eat. He assumed some other nations had arrived and were waiting in the meeting room. He tried to finish up as quick as he could and left to go wait with his other fellow nations.

Upon entering the room, he noticed it was quiet. Too quiet. And the room was empty. He knew he was early but he wasn't THAT early. Surely he couldn't have missed a note or memo saying there was no meeting or the location was moved. Did he? Canada sighed and set his bag down on the table. He pulled out his phone and dialed his brother, America.

It rang, and rang but there was no answer. He called a couple more times but still nothing. Why wasn't he answering? Yes, America never seemed to notice Canada but he would always answer his calls. Unless of course, he was playing a video game. The man was oblivious when it came to games.

Canada finally gave up and put his phone away. He took his bag and began heading out the room. As he turned to leave, he suddenly felt a cold feeling on his shoulder. There was a light weight on his shoulder, like a cloth, and it was very cold. Canada froze and turned around. Goosebumps rose on his arms and a shiver ran down his spine.

What on earth was that? Maybe it was just a cold breeze. It had to be. He took a deep breath and turned back. He was fine. It was just a breeze. So why did he feel like something was wrong? Canada placed his hand on his shoulder and gulped. Let's just find England, he might be able to help him.

What Canada didn't know was that England was already there. In fact...All the nations were.

The nation's hadn't started yet, Germany was just talking to Italy, who had just come in with Japan. England had been talking to America and France, and the others were bickering amongst themselves.

When Canada walked in, England turned to greet him. However, Canada hadn't answered and seemed almost...confused. America did his normal loud greeting and flashed his idiotic grin. Canada still hadn't responded to either of them and placed his bag on the table. The two nations were confused and some of the others even turned to see what was going on. America waved his hand in front of Canada's face but again...no response.

England began getting worried and asked if he was alright. France came over to Canada's right side, by America, and asked if his 'petit ange' was alright. Italy quietly commented on how this could be payback for forgetting him for pretty much forever. England began getting frustrated and asked if that was what was going on. That was when the Canadian pulled out his phone and dialed America.

America's phone was on vibrate in his pocket, so it was almost completely silent. America pulled out his phone and just stared blankly at it. Why would he be calling if they were right in front of him? Russia made his creepy 'kolkolkol' sound and offered to smack the boy with his pipe, so that he would know not to waste their time again. America quickly said no and said, "Last thing I want is a fat commie touching my bro", under his breath. Russia pretended he didn't hear, and they continued trying to get Canada's attention.

Nations began getting frustrated and started arguing amongst themselves. Germany yelled for them to shut up so they could figure something out. How Canada didn't hear his booming voice was beyond them.

Canada put his phone away and began to leave the room. However, as he turned around England reached out and grabbed his shoulder, demanding to know where he was going. Canada turned so quickly, England flinched. The look on Canada's was face was something of...confusion? Surprise? Possibly even a little bit of fear. And it wasn't an act, that England could tell immediately, as could other fellow nations. That sincerely worried them.

England tried asking Canada what in the hell was going on but instead of a response Canada simply turned around and took a deep breath. The nations were quiet. That was almost the weirdest thing they've seen. Canada wasn't the type to put on a show like this, even if he was angry about being ignored. He was a nice kid, and he wouldn't do something like this.

After a few minutes, France went after Canada with America close behind. England protested, saying they should finish the meeting but America objected, and told him he and France would be back later.

Canada headed to his car. He had to go see England. Or even America. Somebody. He realized as he walked down the sidewalk, there was not a single person on the streets. There were cars, and sometimes he thought he heard a phone ring in the distance but that was all. He was seriously creeped out. Where is everyone?

France and America followed him to his car. Canada shut the door and began starting up the car. Before he got anywhere, America went up to the window and knocked three times. Canada looked up and peered out the window, once again looking scared. He shook his head and starting driving off, much to America and France's chagrin. America and France shared a baffled look. They needed to get to the bottom of this, now.