My name is PsychoticAnimeLover, and this is my first fan fiction I've posted on

Please rate and review this story and enjoy it.


"I'm the first one to arrive huh." Denmark said as he stood in a clearing in the middle of a forest. This was a place for the Nordics to practice and settle out their differences. This is unusual. Usually Berwald comes first. He thought. Well this is a good time for a practice. He thought again while gripping his axe tighter.

With that thought he raise his axe so that it's if front of him. Slowly he spins the axe around. Slowly the speed rose. He then proceeded to spins the axe around his body. He spun it for so long and so fast the axe was now a blur, as if it was an aura encircling him around him. "Damn I'm good." He shouted out loud.

"Y' l'k l'k' y' c'm' 't fr'm 'br'h'm L'ncl'n : V'mp'r' H'nt'r."

"I hate that movie, Berwald" He shouted while throwing his axe towards him. The axe flew swiftly towards Berwald. It flew to him in a speed that a human couldn't even comprehend.

Luckily, Berwald wasn't human. He is a human personification of Sweden.

Swiftly he catches the axe mid-air. With finesse, he also started to spin the axe around his body and throw it at a tree behind Denmark. The tree didn't stand a chance. It fell down. The axe doesn't stop there though. It embedded itself in a pine tree five meters away.

"D'mn ' 'm g'd." He said smugly.

"Tch. You're just lucky." Denmark said as he walked to grab his axe. "And I came first."

"N' ,h' d'd." Berwald said while pointing to one of the tree top.

"What are you talk-." As he glanced up, a red dot appeared at his left eye.

"Ahhhhhh! My eyes." Tino screamed while clutching at his temporarily blinded eye. Berwald just stood there smiling at Denmark's misfortune. While the figure in the tree laughed loudly.

"Tino komme herned, eller jeg vil hakke træet ned. Det var ikke sjovt." Denmark shouted angrily to the figure above the tree.

'Tino' complied. He climbed down the tree, wearing a white ghillie suit and carried a rifle slung over his back.

"G''d 'n' ,F'nl'nd."

"Why thank you, Swe." Tino replied while chuckling a bit. "You okay Tanska?"

"Yeah, let me show you how 'okay' I am by introducing you with my axe." Denmark's voice was dripping with sarcasm.

"Whatever you say , Tanska. By the way where's Norway and Iceland? They should have got here by now."

Speak of the devil, and he shall appear ,so they say. Moments after those words left Finland's lips. A flash of light appeared in front of the trio. Two men appeared in front of them. One of them has a blond hair and dull blue eyes. He is holding a staff with a glowing blue orb on top of it, and in his other hand he is holding an old worn leather book.

The other man has a white hair and violet eyes. He is carrying a flamethrower on his back. In the end of the barrel there is a bayonet sticking out of it.

"Y'r' l't'." Berwald said.

"Sorry, I have to pick Iceland up." The blond man said while putting his book in his coat pocket.

"Okay. Remind me again what we are doing here." Denmark said while sitting in the newly created tree stump that Berwald created.

"Oh, right you didn't get the full story." Finland said. "Let me tell you." He coughed a little bit before continuing.

"Since the world has reached a status of utopia, everything is going smoothly. The economy is strengthening. The tensions in the Middle East have disappeared. America has paid some of his debt to China…"

" 'rth'r 'nd Fr'nc's y'll ' l't l'ss" Berwald added.

"That as well. Although I won't say a lot" Tino commented. "Anyway, in the spirit of peace , unity and boredom. We decided to have a military exercise between nations. The majority agree that this is a good option."

"Our boss happy because that is a good diplomacy…" Norway added.

"And we're happy because it's a good tension reducing activity. And who knows, maybe we can solve more than one problem in the world meeting. Got that Tanska?" Tino ended.

"Alright so I'll be the leader. And no objections, okay." Denmark said. "And what weapons have we brought here?" He picked his axe. "I got my axe" He said while putting his axe on his lap. "You, Sweden?"

Berwald didn't speak. He brandished a pole at least one and a half meters long from his coat pocket.

"Alright." Denmark said, completely unfazed of what he just saw. "You, Finland?"

"I brought Simo's rifle and this is" He pointed at his clothes. "his old ghillie suit." He glanced at Norway, silently asking the question.

"My old Magic staff and spell book. I can't wait to fight him." He said enthusiastically."

"And I brought Eyjafjallajökull. Sure it doesn't fit with the Viking theme. But whatever works right?" Iceland said slowly, fearing the wrath of a certain country.

The 'certain country' raises it's axe and glared at him. Berwald also glared at him but less intensely. Silence filled the forest before Tino spoke and said

"Boy, I can't wait to fight the Allied Nations."

"I can't wait to see that boy again." Denmark spoke up.

" 'm'r'c'?" Berwald asked.

"The one and only"


So what do you think, huh? This is the first arc called "Scandinavian versus The World". I will upload the next chapter tomorrow.

Tino komme herned, eller jeg vil hakke træet ned. Det var ikke sjovt. :Tino come down here, or I will chop the tree down. It was not funny.

If there is any grammar mistake, please forgive me. English is my second language.

And if the translation is wrong, feel free to correct me.

Please rate and review or Denmark will chop your head off.