A/N: Alright guys, I'm a little nervous about this, but I'm going to give it a shot anyway! Hopefully I'll actually finish a multi-chapter story this time… Just a fair warning, I'm not very good at keeping up with… THINGS. So here we are.

Ivan = Russia

Feliciano = Italy

Katya = Ukraine

Natalia = Belarus

Lithuania = Toris

Latvia = Raivis

Estonia = Eduard

These are the most involved charaters. If there are anymore they will be clarified at a later date.

His dream started out pleasantly enough, but the end result quickly became a disaster. Ivan was running, from what, he didn't know. All he knew is that he couldn't look back, he couldn't stop running, and he couldn't let it catch him. It was out for blood, his blood. He was sure of it. Although, he didn't even know what it looked like, or why it was chasing him in the first place. Of course this didn't really matter at the moment, as it was life and death!

Eventually his dream avatar began to slow down, and no matter how hard he tried to run the thing began to catch up with him, nipping and clawing at his heels until they were bloodied and so damaged he could no longer walk. The monster rolled him onto his back, pinning his arms and legs to the ground with a force that no ordinary human could struggle against. Ivan tried not to look at it, he tried with all his willpower, but it was useless. He looked, and he wished he hadn't. The monster was grotesque, mutated and falling apart in places. But worst of all, the monster looked like himself.

He shot up out of bed in a cold sweat, clutching at his chest and trying to calm down his frantically beating heart. The nightmare wasn't quite over yet. A flash of light suddenly blinded the already frightened man, making him cry out in surprise and cover his eyes with his hands. The flash diminished quickly, leaving in it's place a small child. The child was sitting on what seemed to be a duffle bag of sorts, but seeing as the child was nearly infantile, it was most likely a diaper bag. The Angel opened it's eyes, looked at Ivan, and let a breath taking smile spread across its cherub cheeks. He reached out a tiny hand, small feathered and pure white wings twitching casually at his back.

"Ve~ Are you ready to be saved?"