Hidden Umbreon here~ I've gotten a new muse and this story will be around 10 chapters long with a sequel. Maybe. u u
Chapter 1:
The cocking of a pistol.
Shrieks of a mother to her child.
Said child cries back to his mother.
A third pleading to spare them both.
The fire of the gun.
Silence.
Re-cocking the pistol.
The screech for mercy from a raw throat.
Denial.
A lone voice sobbing in the dark.
The silent promise to avenge the death of those beloved.
Georgia shook her head to clear the blood from her eyes, having slaughtered another one of the Capitalist bastards through the throat, causing blood to spray. Looking at her sword in her hand, she tossed it on the ground, suddenly disgusted with it after her flash back. Turning back to the body, she watched as it's head rolled on the sorry excuse for a neck with blood continuing to drip from the wounds. 'I probably went into a rage, again…' She though silently,' Ever since Vietnam and Mdinare died...' Georgia sighed quietly, feeling tears prick at her eyes from the thought of the two. After the declaration of the 'New Union', Georgia was finally able to be completely happy with her son, Mdinare, and her wife, Vietnam. Her siblings may not have approved, but she was content. She should have known it wouldn't last. A few months later, the Capitalist enemies had captured the three and slaughtered her wife and son before her eyes, allowing her to run back to the Union in tears and a completely shattered heart. Only one person really comforted her through her pain, and that was Belarus. Georgia was surprised at her support, but accepted it even though she was disliked by a few of the other Communist nations.
Georgia snapped out of her thoughts when the door behind her creaked open, quickly turning around and pulling out her pistol. She pointed it at the person sneaking up on her, but lowered it. "Belarus." She said quietly as she turned around to face the dead body.
"Killed another one have you, Georgia? You're getting the hang of it." The said nation stated as she came to stand with the Georgian with a smirk.
"I don't know… Blood is really starting to sicken me."
"Not when you go on your 'Bloodied Rages'."
"You better keep quiet about that", Georgia said, a mixture or seriousness and humor.
Rolling her eyes a bit, Belarus continued, "Getting back on subject, since we managed to invade this place completely with no casualties, on our side of course, we're all going to go out drinking. You want to come?" Georgia nodded and quickly sheathed her bloodied sword. Taking one last glace at the mauled body, Georgia quickly abandoned the house with Belarus.
Yet, the entire time they were there, a ghostly pair of brown eyes were watching them, only to fade away at the creaky shut of the door to the silent house.