As usual, the World Conference started with chaos-
The Axis and Allies sat at a large round table, once again unable to agree on anything. The only thing anyone had gotten out of the meeting so far was several arguments between France and England, and America explaining why he should be the hero and make all of the decisions.
"Are you out of your bloody mind? We don't need to start an apocalypse," England retorted. America opened his mouth to start the meeting's fourth argument, when suddenly Germany shouted,
"CAN YOU BRAINLESS DUNKOFFS JUST STOP ARGUING FOR TWENTY MINUTES AND CONCENTRATE ON THE DAMN MEETING?!" He snarled. "HERE WE ARE GETTING NOTHING DONE AND WE'VE ALREADY BEEN HERE A HALF HOUR!"
Germany's outburst caused a silence for a few moments, but America had apparently had enough. He suddenly snatched an old, torn up book out of England's bag. England went red.
"You put that back right now!" England sputtered, a hint of panic in his voice.
"Are you scared I might read your black magic books out loud?" America asked in a teasing tone. "It's not like any of these spells work, watch this!" America dramatically opened the book to a random page and started reading.
"Stop! You bloody wanker PUT THAT DOWN RIGHT-!" England's cry was cut off as the book started glowing. America automatically dropped it and took a step back.
"England...? What's happening?" America asked nervously. England opened his mouth into what probably would've been a snarky reply, but before he could get it out the book shot out black lightning in eight different directions, hitting each of the countries in the chest. Before any of them could react, their vision blurred and they blacked out.
