'Alfred keeps making pained faces in his sleep…' Ivan took one more look at the sleeping nation and turned to leave the cave. Alfred kept having nightmares ever since the little girl's murder. The dreams were the most retched and terrible visions anyone could have. They could make even the bravest of men wake up screaming, even Ivan. The one he was having right this moment was rather gruesome itself…

'Alfred was running was running down a long hallway. It was tiled with black and white squares. Alfred was sprinting down it. He knew he was running from something he just didn't know what. Suddenly he came to the end of the hallway. The feeling of dread grew larger and larger as he fell to his knees, sobbing. He turned to see Ivan standing there. "Ivan? What are you doing here?" Ivan didn't even turn his head to look at him. He pulled a gun out of his sleeve and aimed it at Alfred's head. "No! Please don't. I-I love you…" Ivan didn't seem to hear him. He cocked the gun and pulled the trigger…'

London, England December 5, 2011, Murder Site

Alfred's face was covered with the man's blood. He took the gun out of the man's mouth. Ivan sprinted to where the little girl lay. He picked her up and put her chest to his ear. He frantically searched the girl for any signs of life. "Ivan, she's gone." That tore it for Ivan. He fell to his knees and started to sob. Suddenly a bright light shone on the two. The deafening sound of a helicopter filled the air. "America? What in God's name are you doing here?"

Arthur. Not good. Arthur hopped out of the helicopter. He swaggered to where they were at. "You see that Francis? That's how you swagger- walk!" France could be heard over the rotors. "Shut it, you over glorified ass hole!" Arthur only laughed. His laughter was cut short however, when he saw Alfred's face. In a shaky voice he said, "What h-happened? Did you hurt y-yourself?" Alfred didn't need to answer because France figured it out for Arthur. "You k-killed a man?" Alfred just stared at him, unable to say anything. "Looks like he had help." growled Germany. Wait. Where'd Germany come from? After he said this, about two dozen more countries came out of the helicopter. Hungary let out another she-demon screech and pointed in their direction. "THEY KILLED A LITTLE GIRL TOO!" Sea land's crying could be heard in the back of the crowd. Liechtenstein could be heard comforting the small country. Arthur's face was filled with pure terror but his voice was still strong. "America, as long as you and Russia are in my country you're my responsibility. I'm sorry but you are under arrest."

Alfred stood there with his jaw dropped. He didn't have the strength to move or speak. Luckily Ivan had enough energy for the both of them. He grabbed Alfred's hand and started to sprint for a safe place. "Get him!" yelled Arthur. Ivan heard the pounding of a hundred feet on the ground coming after them. Ivan growled. Why did he decide to run? 'I guess I didn't want to be trapped again. I especially don't want to be stuck with Alfred.' Ivan suddenly felt a stinging sensation in his eyes. He shut them and brought a hand to rub the feeling away. Luckily the pain subsided. Ivan opened his eyes to see that his legs had brought him to a local dock. And they had just run out of solid ground to run on…

SPLASH! Ivan and Alfred were under water. Ivan paddled Alfred under the dock. "及物动词!" Alfred rolled his eyes. China was so easy to pick out of the rest of the world. "Where are they? Germany, I'm scared!" The voices stopped. "We can't let those two get away!" Arthur. "Germany! Go contact the other countries and tell them that Russia and America have just murdered two people. Everyone else, go warn your bosses and be on the lookout for the two." One by one they all started to leave. When Ivan thought it was safe to come out, he grabbed Alfred's hand and brought him out onto the docks. Alfred saw a boat and said," Hey Ivan, let's go sneak onto that boat! I'm sure they'll have a spare room." Ivan reluctantly agreed. This was going to be a long trip…