"Are you ready?"
America looked up from his gun to meet determined green eyes. He nodded, "Yeah..." England pulled his rifle up and grinned wrily, "Come on then lad...it's time."
Outside nations were standing in rows. Russia stood at the very front with a ferice smile, "It's time to stand up and fight comrades...nations across the world are falling one by one! WHOS READY TO SAVE THEM!?" His voice echoed across the vast desert. America smiled slightly as his question was met with war crys amd cheers.Next to him England was staring up at the black mass in the sky...
No one knew why..no one knew how..but world war three had begun. The micronations had fooled them all. It had started with Finlands disappearance..then moved to bombs and invasions.
No one could voice it but they knew who started this war...Sealand.
High above the rallying nations in a blimp Ladonia was galring at Sealand as the blond ordered more troops to the ground. Blue eyes were crazed and glazed over.
"Peter!"
He snapped. The blonde turned to him with a grin, "Erland! What do you need?" Ladonia rasied his chin defiently, "This is getting out of hand! Your hurting everyone!" Sealand giggled, "Whatever I've done they deserve. It's not my fault." The orange haired micronation's eyes saddened, "Fine...I hope you like the outcome of this." He turned on his heel and stormed off wipping at his eyes.
Sealand now alone on the deck shook his head and leaned against the railing to watch his fleet of ships, "I'll make them hear me..."