That Fateful Day
How could it be that Basch felt it was too peaceful? Lili was home and playing in the garden and he was guarding the border as usual. Nothing was different, but he felt something was going to go wrong today and he had no clue why. The grass, lush and green, Basch laid down in. His rifle pointed upwards and his eye focused through the target, waiting for someone to step across the border in hopes of entering his peaceful place to sully it with their violent and illegal ways. His three pet goats, Eiger, Jungfrau, and Mönch bleating every time they sensed a sort of disruption which actually turned out to be another animal speeding across and was just a false alarm.
"Ah, I guess no one's coming over today thank goodness," Basch mumbled to himself as he sat up from the grass. He looked around the white's on blues, and luscious green around him in the vast field.
"Time to head home to Lili then," he said to himself and dusted off his brown trousers and forest green military jacket that wrapped pleasantly around him. After a moment of gathering his belongings, he headed home only to see it in ruins. He didn't even think before darting inside.
"Lili?! Lili!" He called throughout the house but gained no response of the smaller blonde headed girl. Basch began searching through the rooms until he heard a faint sound.
"B-bruder..." a weak voice called from somewhere close by.
"Lili where are you?!" Basch asked, clearly in a panic.
"R-right here," she sniffled.
"Oh, Lili!" He brought her close and hugged her tight to himself.
"Bruder, I was scared," she whimpered.
"Shh... I'm here now," he soothed.
"Who did this?!" He suddenly snapped.
"S-someone who looked like you came in and tried forcing me to drink something," she explained quietly. An alert popped up on the television and it displayed multiple cities in ruins. Madrid, Berlin, Venice and Rome, Tokyo, Washington, Ontario, and many more places including his own were shown to have had "citizen" outbreaks. The people displayed on the news didn't look human, they were almost... Dead. No. Undead.
"Lili, get all the supplies from the basement and we're getting out of here immediately after," she nodded, seeing the news reports had made it clear what was going on and Lili was ready to get away anyways.
"We'll have to find somewhere to hold an emergency world meeting I'm sure, be prepared to do anything Lili," Basch said sternly to her.
"Of course," she responded.
"Luckily you cut your hair back recently, we don't have to worry about that for now," he told her and tried to give a small smile. The bangs of his blonde hair draped over his face like a curtain and he brushed them out of his way. Lili nodded and smiled softly before scattering off to get the supplies he required.
"I thank the heavens I can have a portable charger..." he mumbled to himself as he grabbed his phone and the charger. He didn't know what happened to his poor sheep but they would have to wait.
"C'mon Lili!" He called and grabbed the rest of his own supplies and stuffed them into a nearby backpack.
"I got lots of food, water, and clothes," she said and showed him the backpack full of items.
"Good job," he told her. A loud crash could be heard coming from the window nearby and groaning noises came through.
"Hurry!" He pulled Lili along and outside, past the undead people. He didn't to think of what could've happened to these poor people but he just wanted to get out of there.
"Airport?" Lili asked as she got into the car.
"Sounds like a plan, call Ludwig, make a meeting place, get there by jet," Basch recited to Lili while she dialed his number. His hands went white as he gripped the steering wheel and drove faster than he ever could in his life. He could hear a voice on the other side of the phone and Lili sigh out of relief.
"Ludwig?" Basch asked and Lili nodded as a response. After a bit, Lili hung up the phone and set it on her lap and shut it down.
"We have to meet in Warsaw, Poland," Lili informed. Basch nodded and continued to drive down to the airport. He sighed out in exasperation. After a few minutes of driving, they finally made it to the airport without too many road blockage issues.
"C'mon Lil... We've gotta get to the jets before they completely close it off," Basch said and ushered her along. The airport was small in relativity some of the airports he's been to but it was normal enough and he knew he could get access to a jet. They walked through the empty terminal and a noise startled them. There. A rustling in the leaves right next to them. Basch pulled out his army knife and backed up.
"It's alright Mon Cher, it's only Moi, Ludwig, and Feliciano," A thick accented Frenchman appeared along with a fearful Italian and a frustrated German.
"When did you guys get to Switzerland?" Basch asked. He was wondering when they got there.
"Remember that door key's the ancients gave that were good for four emergency uses?" Feliciano asked.
"We used those," Ludwig finished.
"Ah, I see," Basch nodded and observed the disheveled state of the trio.
"Is anyone we know of dead yet?" Lili asked, her soft mint colored eyes shone with a spark of hope.
"A few people, unfortunately," Ludwig informed, casting his gaze downward.
"Don't tell me Gilbert is gone!" Basch snapped and pushed Ludwig against the wall.
"I don't know! He's with Ivan, remember?" Ludwig pushed the Swiss off of himself.
"Sorry, sorry." The Swiss apologized and rolled his eyes.
"A lot of parts of Asia are gone, and by a lot, I mean everyone except Yao and Kiku," Francis explained.
"Wow... That's-"
"Terrible, I know," Feliciano finished.
"Did they get the message at least to meet in Poland?" Ludwig nodded in affirmation.
"Good," Basch said.
"We need as many countries as possible to meet up there anyways right?" Lili asked. Her demeanor was changing as she was still in her "ready to fight if you hurt my brother" kind of stage.
"Well, let's get to a jet then," Francis said. His hair caked to his forehead from the perspiration from only a moment ago. Without further ado, they walked to the section of the terminal and saw a pilot still there, loyal to the swiss name as Basch always imagined and ready to take off to Poland.
"Uh, can you take us to Poland?"
"Sure, might as well get me away from all the trouble anyways right?" The pilot asked.
"True to that," Ludwig said.
"Luddy, are we going to be okay?" Feliciano asked, clinging to the bulky German.
"I say we will," Francis said.
"Me too then," Lili chipped in.
"If Lili says so, I say so," Basch snapped in.
"Then I guess we will make it," Ludwig said and gave a smile to the Italian as they began boarding the plane. All extra materials were stored away and the emergency meeting plan was going as follows like they planned. It wasn't going too bad, so when the pilot took off at no moment's notice, they relaxed and hoped for things to be better in Poland, even knowing that it would be just as infected as anyone else's country.