The Lost Island

by K'shameHirin

Siomai (si-o-my) used to be an island country until she was bombed and died. Then, forty years later, Karia (Kar-i-a), an exact duplicate of Siomai is found by America. Karia learns about Siomai, who looked so much like her, and about the countries "human" forms. With all of the overwhelming events going on, Karia must deal with her mind and the hearts of others.

1. Prologue

Prologue: The End

I was dying, I knew that much. After the nuke had hit, I fainted and have been bed ridden ever since. Most of my people, oblivious to my existence, had left for better land to plant crops and live on because mine had been destroyed. England keeps telling me to hang on, but what is there to grab? My country is in ruins, the land dead and the trees withering, nothing will ever grow or live here again. I was once a proud but kind country, until the nuclear bomb hit my largest plot of growing land. With their livelihood gone, people were forced to leave if they had not been victims of the blast. To tell the truth, I don't blame the country who did it. To be one of us means to put yourself before all other people, country or human. You have to listen to your boss and sometimes you can't tell what your citizens are hiding, like a nuclear bomb for instance. The war that this happened was the first war that I ever took a large part in. England usually helped me to a point where I had to tell him to back off. I had wanted to help him and just look where it got me. Laying on a bed in a special hospital unable to move and abandoned by my people. Other countries come to visit me sometimes, but England visits me the most. We've had an "alliance" for a long time. Of all alliances, the strangest one that occurred was between me and England, the longest lasting one in history. This was because of our love for each other. It was a human love, which got in the way of our politics a lot, but now that doesn't matter. I have no time left. I turn my head to face England using some of the last of my strength. He is whispering to himself and to me. He says things like "please get better" and more desperately, "please don't die". A tear falls from my eye, I know it's pointless to hold on any longer. I open my mouth and speak with a faint voice. "I love you," and "I'm sorry". He looks at me with hope on his face before realizing the implications of what I said. He rushes to tell a nurse, but it's too late. Crying, darkness surrounds me, warm and comforting. I used to be Siomai the island paradise, now I am gone, dead to the world.