Okay so just hear me out. This whole thing may be very confusing at first but as it goes on it should become easier to understand so just bare with me till then okay?

Disclaimer: I'm saving up my spare change but as of now I do not own Hetalia...


Kadon smirked as he watched the Swedish camp immediately put up their defenses. One shot. One shot and the threat of a well trained sniper closing in was all it took to send them running for cover.

He would have continued to aim for the men scrambling about the enemy's stations if his radio hadn't buzzed and if there was one thing you learned training as a sniper was that you only use the radio if there is an emergency somewhere, because it can potentially give you or the other's position away.

"Silverbird, Silverbird, come in..."

The small blonde rolled his eyes and picked up the communicator impatiently, "Silverbird here, what's your statis Robin?"

The young sharpshooter, codenamed Robin for safety reasons just as he was Silverbird, took a shaky, hesitant breath before answering the more experienced male, "My whole team has been wiped out. BlueJay's dead, Mockingbird was captured and taken prisoner by the enemies."

Kadon hissed in a breath, that was their best pair, BlueJay their best shot, second only to him, and Mockingbird their stradegist.

"So you don't have anyone to back you up?"

Another hesitation, "Yeah, I'm holed up on some office's rooftop not to far from the enemy camp," he said and Kadon could almost hear the young man nodding his head franctically.

Giving a truly weary sigh, the small blonde told the sharpshooter what to do, "Okay, I'm on the ninth floor of an office building that is closest to the enemy camp, you can't miss it. It is probably the tallest in area," and the young man gave his affirmative before signing off.

Well, he couldn't just leave him out there by himself!

Deciding to distract himself from the thoughts of all the men he knew being killed or captured by those Swedish bastards, he looked back down at the camp. Spotting an unprotect patch of curly dark hair the Finn smirked, took aim and pulled the trigger.

The shouts of shock, dispare and surprise were music to the young sniper's ears as his thoughts realigned to something along the lines of one less bastard to deal with...

Pulling away from the rifle, Kadon couldn't stop his smirk from widening just the slightest.


The tall blonde Swede slapped the man on the back a bit harder than necessary when he heard the location of the sniper.

"Good work, soldier," he praised, almost taking some kind of pleasure from the icy glare he got in response.

The sniper jerked away from the touch as if something disgusting had just touched him, "Don't touch me you Swedish bastard!"

Berwald's flinch went unnoticed by his own men, but this 'Robin's' eyes narrowed further, "Take him to the prisoner's tent," the stoic blonde said with a dismissive flick of his wrist.

Startling yellow-green eyes snapped back up to meet the cold blue defiantly as the Swedish soldiers surrounding him moved to follow their generals orders.

"No! Wait, you swore you would release Mockingbird if I cooperated," When his shouts went unheard by the other men, Robin began to fight the hands holding him and pulling him away, "Wait, damn you!"

Berwald could feel a twinge of sympathy for the Finnish, he had betrayed his comrades just to save the person he loved from suffering his fate. The Swede could relate, if he had anyone left in his life that was that to him, he wouldn't be fighting against his lost love. If only Tino were still here, he would be able to stop all of this, Berwald thought as he stared after the still cursing sharpshooter.

As he watched the struggling, but somehow resolved, man disappear around one of the tents, Berwald decided that he would do something about that.

Later, of course, because as of now he had a sniper to catch.


Hearing the door to the abandon office click open behind him, Kadon let a small grin slip, "Took you long enough to get here, rookie, just set up by that window Robin," he said focused on spotting any inprotected soldiers in the camp.

Or at least he pretended be focusing on the red tinted snow below him, as he reached for the pistol in his belt. Robin may be a great shot but he had one problem, he couldn't stay quiet for more than a few seconds at a time, they had learned early on that it was his nervous habit. So the seconds of silence that were continuing to drag on were odd.

Then finally someone spoke, "Back away from the gun," the heavily accented voice made it difficult to understand what was being said but Kadon got the gist of it.

"Hey now," he said slowly, backing away from his sniper, but not turning around, not yet, "No need for the harshness, all you had to do was ask," the blonde snickered, this was fun.

A small click snapped him out of his amusement, reminding him that these people would actually shoot him for the lip he gave, "Shut up and show us your hands," the same soldier from before growled.

Kadon rolled his eyes, "So over dramatic," but he turned around, a smooth motion of spinning on his heel and pulling his handgun out, aiming for the head of the first on he saw.

Which happened to be the huge mammoth size one that was aiming right back at him... oops?

"Tino?"

The giant Swede in the doorway had tightened his hands around his weapon until his knuckles had turned white and the name seemed to jump straight off his lips without any thought the moment he locked eyes with the sniper.

Kadon snapped his eyes up to the blue ones that seemed to just beg him to make some kind of comment, but before he could something about that name sparked an image in the back of his head.

Looking up at a tall blonde with glasses that always seemed to be hiding the softness that resided behind those startling blue eyes, a small smile couldn't help but play at the edge of his lips. Then suddenly it was a full out grin and he was laughing, the blonde was now on the floor having been fly tackled by some spikey haired man, with a wide childish smile. They seemed so happy, everything was right and nothing seemed like it could go wro-

"Ach!" Kadon shouted, dropping his weapon so that he could grip his head that now screamed in sharp agonizing pain.


This chapter was a lot harder to write than it really should have been I just barely made a thousand words on this one.

So, again, I'm sorry if I confused anyone but you'll get what is going on soon, trust me :D

Till next chapter!

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