I feel like the Nordic 5 doesn't get much attention. So, in this chapter I'll be writing about them! Like I said before, I'm shifting from one character to the next. Either that, or I have those certain characters I shift to. For example, for the Nordic 5 chapters I might only write from the perspective of once character and then for another group I'll use only one character to write from when I shift to there. It makes it a bit easier. x-x

Anyway, I hope you guys read and review! I like reviews! ;u;

Oh and warning: Denor is shown a bit in this chapter! NO LEMONS NO LIMES- SHHHHH OKAY?~

Oh, and I almost forgot in the last chapter to say that the title comes from a Hetalia AMV I found. "Our Solemn Hour" was the title and the band was "Within Temptation"

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia. ;A;


-Denmark-

It has been exactly 5 hours since Norway began showing symptoms of the disease. The dane wasn't sure how to respond, really. His chest hurt and his eyes were bloodshot from the tears threatening to fall. Just seeing his friend in pain hurt… Not only was his people suffering, but he was. As if he didn't have enough grief pushing on his shoulders...

"Nore?" The husky voice yelled from the hallway as he watched the slender silhouette fall and hunch over with his hand pressing on his stomach. "Nore! What's wrong?" He asked quickly his tongue stumbling with his words. Boots pounded over the wooden floor and his hat flew back landing softly where his previous whereabouts were. Approaching with such speed Denmark kneeled down sliding over to his friend's side. That was when that ghostly stench hit him… blood.

"Hang in there Nore!" He urged his friend frantically hooking his arm under the norwegians' and helping him to his feet. His knees threatened to buckle under the weight, but Denmark held him up. "You're alright." he assured him, but was cut off by a small scoff.

"I know I'm not, you ass." The norwegian snapped. His voice was rough and it was almost… a whimper. Nothing Denmark would expect from his old friend. His once petrifying purple eyes were now swarmed with fear. "And… Bror.." He began a single hand running over his eye lids. "I… I can't see.." He admitted his voice now calm.

How the hell was he so calm in this situation? Denmark wanted to yell and scream for help. But, that wouldn't do any good. Not to mention Norway was the only one who had the knowledge of a doctor in this house… Wait, what about Iceland? Moving at a decent pace to where Norway could keep up with Denmark he searched desperately around the house. "Iceland? Icel!?" He called throughout the house until he finally got a lazy response.

"Yes, brother-" The younger man's voice was cut off at the very sight of his older brother's blood dripping over the floor. "What…. what happened? W-What wrong?" he asked frantically his small puffin perching itself upon his shoulder.

"I.. I don't know, Ice. I need you to call someone.. Now-" He was cut short by the voice of Iceland once more.

"But, we live s-s-so far from any d-doctors.." He reminded him. They did not live so close to civilization. This was the only risk they took when taking this mansion, and they didn't expect a problem like this to ever occur.

"It's better than no doctor at all.." He told Ice laying a hand on his open shoulder. "Now, go call… Please.." He begged his own fear clouding his pure blue eyes.

After a simple nod from the boy Denmark continued the path to the couch where he would rest Norway down with his head elevated onto a pillow and he kept his body straight. But, once on the comfortable seating he curled up a painful groan pushing past his lips. His hand pushed into his stomach and he felt the taste of blood return and cling to the taste buds over his tongue.

"Don't worry, Nore. You'll be ok-"

"I know I will. I'm not the one worrying am I, Anko?" He asked that sly grin sneaking across his face.

Denmark couldn't believe his eyes. He smiled. He showed more emotion then he had ever seen in his years with him. Denmark couldn't help but return him with that stupid grin of his. "No, you're too calm about this." He pointed out.

This, though, was 5 hours ago. It was already worse. Norway couldn't move, nor could he see. He was in and out of consciousness, yet… he was as calm as ever. Denmark was well aware it was only a matter of time before he went insane… like all of the other patients.. Burying his head into his hands he felt the tears flood at the corners of his eyes.

This disease was absolutely horrible. Not like it was bad before, but now it was worse. He flinched at the abrupt movement of the norwegian. Raising his head to look down upon his friend he stuttered. "N-Nore? You a-a-alright?" He inquired quietly his voice rough and almost unrecognizable. Something wasn't right, though. Norway wasn't responding, but he was groaning and gritting his teeth in agony. His eyelids remained shut tightly and his hand squeezed his chest area. "Nore?" Denmark repeated snapping himself up to his feet only to be met with a powerful push from his ill friend.

His eyes were dull, but yet something sparked within them. It wasn't agony, nor was it pain…. It was absolute rage and frustration dancing together in a perfect waltz. "N-Nore… Are you okay?" Denmark inquired once more. He couldn't tell if something was wrong. Was he angry Denmark was worrying again? Or, was he really being effected?

His only response was a small growl rumbling past his friend's teeth. "Damn you!" He yelled springing up from where he previously rested almost as if he was dying. Now, he lashed out at the dane.

"Nore! Norway! Calm down!" Denmark yelled over the boy's frequent grunts and loud screeches. This was unlike Norway. He had never heard him like this. He was always so independent and quiet. Hearing him in this much pain made a statement. Pulling away from his grief he felt a powerful fist press into his ribcage. "Ow! FFFFF-" He groaned unable to even allow the foul language to leave his tongue. He put up his own fists, but paused. He couldn't fight back. This was Norway- his own brother. Feeling a second blow to the side of his face he stumbled to the side tasting the blood leaking from the wounds at his cheeks. "Nore! C'mon! Stop it!" He snarled throwing his head up to face the ill norwegian. His skin was as pale and ghostly as ever and he could be placed as ill, but based on his actions he could also be placed as crazy.

"No!" Norway screeched in a response throwing multiple attacks out at his friend. His battle was interrupted by a familiar small whimper from the doorway.

"Brother?" It stammered. It was Iceland coming in to check on his beloved brother. But, he didn't expect the response he received. You could tell by the abrupt change in expression upon his face. Last time he saw Norway he was on the couch barely even able to speak. Now here he was beating the living crap out of Denmark.

Norway wrapped a single arm around Denmark's throat pulling him down to his height. "Don't interrupt." He warned his younger brother. His grip around the dane's neck only tightened applying pressure to the center of the vulnerable area.

Denmark's face was bloodied from the attacks he endured from Norway, and now all of his strength was slipping away because of it. He struggled for a single breath to circulate into his lungs properly. Forcing his hands around Norway's arm he worked to pry his arm away, but it remained there securely holding him in place as a hostage.

"W-W-What are you doing?" Iceland inquired bringing both hands up to the air level with his shoulder blades. His puffin companion was perched upon the roof of his head.

"What does it look like?" Norway snapped back as if it was a simple question. "I'm saving us from this pain in the ass." He finished gesturing down to Denmark whom continued to attempt and escape the younger man's iron grip.

"Save us? What do you mean-?"

"He is the source of our troubles." Norway cut in finishing his false opinion. Everything he said was simply being fueled by his growing insanity. But, you never know do you…. Lies are rooted from truth….


Well, I hoped you enjoyed this chapter! The next will probably be out soon! I first need to continue my 'Flawed Vows' fan fiction then I'll return to this. So many ideas, so much to write, yet so little time! ^.^"