BANG!
Death was spilled in the blood that was sent flying through the air. Down landed another body from the high pillars, right after Romano. He didn't care though. The cruel country smirked as he held the gun. "Whoops, my finger slipped." He said playfully. A young boy burst into the round stadium-like construction. The youth kneeled down beside the dying man, Prussia, before him. He held his head in his small hands.
"Don't die." Anthony pleased as the life drained from Prussia's once vivid red eyes. Tears streamed down the youth's face, his eyes swelling red. His voice shook and his lip quivered. He looked down at his crimson stained hands. Oh god. It was the blood of his love. He could no longer bear it. His eyes closed softly and he felt his heart sink farther than it had ever gotten.
"We have to go now," Cami gripped Anthony's arm quite sternly. She couldn't just sit here and watch her friend cry. And they needed to leave before the wave of bots came at them. She narrowed her gaze up at a man so sinister as to watch the nations die. How had Sealand rose to power so quickly and effectively?
Even so, she managed to drag the youth away from his dying lover. She and him both knew what would happen. They couldn't stop it. As they made their way back to the large corridor, where a tall Canada stood, the three ran down the hall, hoping to get their friend Finland and leave this horrid place.