JAPAN:

Japan walked beside China as they made their way back to the lands they owned. Neither spoke since both were still in shock from the meeting which had ended just less than an hour ago. Not even he could seem to comprehend everything that had happened, everything that had been said. Everything had been going fine until Germany had mentioned that. "'All of you are worthless and yet all of you are mine.'" He quoted the words Germany had said that he had been told just weeks prior to the meeting. It could be a lie, something he had made up to scare all of the nations into fleeing to him for protection. But the nation wasn't known to be a liar. He should know since he'd been allied with him several times and gotten to know Germany very well.

He looked at China, wanting to ask him his opinion but stopped when he saw the look of terror on the Nation's face. "What is it China-san?" He cocked his head to the side to further express his question. He didn't think he had ever seen such a look on the oblivious country's face. "China-san?" China turned toward him, his face pale.

"That phrase, aru. I know why it seemed familiar to me when Germany said it, aru." Japan had a confused expression on his face and China grabbed his hand and pulled him in the direction of his home. He was starting to get worried for the elder nation. Never had he looked so serious, and never had he looked so scared. It made him rather uneasy. Had quickened his pace until they were running and stopped once they had reached the porch of his house. China ran inside while he stayed out in the snow waiting.

When China came out he was holding a piece of paper in his shaking hand. Japan quickly grabbed it and began to read it over. His eyes scanned it quickly once, twice, three times. He shook his head and his eyes widened as he looked back at China. "When did you get this letter?" China looked at the ground, his brown eyes filling to the brim with tears.

"Around the same time Germany claimed to, aru." Around? What did he mean by around? He was tempted to ask but the elder nation's tears had spilled over. He didn't want to scare him anymore than he already was. Now he began to wonder if any other countries had received a letter or if it had just been those two. It would have been understandable if only one country had received a letter but two? That was not a coincidence, especially since both letters had the same words on them.

He grabbed China's shoulders softly and led the shaking nation inside his house. He put China on a beat up couch and placed a pillow below his head and a blanket over his body. China clutched the blanket tightly and all but buried himself in it. He was scared to death now because Germany had also gotten the same letter. Japan sat beside him and, rather awkwardly, pet his back trying to comfort him. After a while he stood up and made some tea. He handed a cup to China and drank one himself. He looked down at the tea and then spoke in a soft voice.

"China-san, I can't stay right now but if you need anything feel free to call. Or you can come over to my house if you want. You are gladly welcomed there. I will come back tomorrow to check on you. Alright?" China simply nodded. He felt guilty, having to leave him all alone but he had no other choice. His leader would get mad at him if he did not return today. He left the front door hesitantly but then walked out into the snow. Was this possibly connected with that country, Liahn? Or could it be something entirely different?

ENGLAND:

"What a hectic day this turned out to be." England sighed and flopped down onto a couch in his living room. He swore he'd gotten more exercise in that one meeting than he'd had in a week! He had been going back and forth in the room trying to get everything organized and all the countries back on task once Germany had spoken. He looked out the foggy window seeing the white blurs fall on the other side. It had begun to snow again. For a brief instance he began to wonder about France. Was he alright? He seemed to look pretty bad.

"W-what am I thinking about that twit for? I could care less what happens to him!" He shouted suddenly, coming to his feet and his face going beet red. He went over to a small fireplace and started it up. It had gotten cold and he didn't like it. He wasn't used to there being snow all day, all year and he had frankly grown quite tired of it. All it did was make the already horrible world mood even worse. He sat on the carpet in front of the fireplace and placed his hands near the flame to warm them up. "I wish I could just sit and watch the telly for a bit." He mumbled under his breath. He missed all the things he used to be able to do, such as that.

He groaned and lay down on the carpet trying to think. He turned on his side and used his hands as a pillow. He couldn't seem to think anymore. The meeting was invading his mind as were his worries about…. "NO!! Not again! Aaahh, get out of my mind you twit!" He shouted as he grabbed his head. Why did he keep worrying about that stupid nation? He had his own worries and had absolutely no time to think, even for a second, about the idiot. He hit the floor with his fist and sat up. Maybe something to drink would calm him down.

He rose to his feet, walked over to his kitchen, and began to make himself some Earl Grey tea. He poured himself a cup and sat in one of the wooden chairs. He seemed to relax almost immediately as the wonderful smell of the tea reached him. "This is exactly what I needed." He gave a small chuckle as he remembered when had tried to give America tea when he'd been just a child, a brand new nation. He took a sip of his tea and placed it on the counter as he went to grab a few biscuits to eat with it. He reached up into the cupboard, grabbed what he'd been looking for and went to go sit back down in his chair.

As he passed the kitchen window he turned and looked out. "Funny, I thought I saw something. Maybe it was Yosei trying to play tricks on me." He opened the window and in a frustrated yet playful tone he shouted out "Yosei! It's not nice to play tricks so stop it!" He promptly shut the window and sat back down in the chair. He pulled out a few biscuits and began to munch on them as he drank the Earl Grey. A wonderful combination! He closed his eyes and savored the taste of a great snack.

He shivered as a cold breeze ruffled his hair. "So cold…" he complained quietly. He munched on another biscuit as he tried to ignore the cold breeze. After a minute or so his eyes widened in sudden realization. "Wait, I didn't leave the window open!" He spun around, the chair and tea falling to the floor, and stared at the newly opened kitchen window. He rushed over and checked for anyone outside. No luck, whoever had opened it was gone. He sighed and was about to close the window when he found an envelope taped to his window sill. He grabbed it, quickly closed the window, placed it on the table, and began to clean his mess.

Once that task was done he returned to the table and opened the envelope. He scanned it quickly. Then he did so once more before finally setting it down with shaking hands, his eyes wide with horror. "No, no, no," he repeated the word several times before completing the sentence. "No, please not him. Not France!" He turned and, without grabbing his coat, left the house running.

GERMANY:

Germany exhaustedly opened the door to his house and stepped in closing it softly behind him. It was already late and everyone was probably asleep. He scratched his head, messing up his slicked-back hair, and snuck into the kitchen for a snack. He turned on a light and jumped in fright when he saw someone rummaging through his fridge. Too tired to think of whom it might be he grabbed a frying pan a hit the person upside the head. The startled person spun around shouting "Hungary would you stop… oh sorry, I mean… West, don't hit me with a frying pan!"

Germany blinked in surprise when he saw it was Prussia at the fridge. He laughed leaving the other confused. "Sorry Prussia. I'm just tired…" Prussia blinked a few times seeing the bags under Germany's eyes.

"You look it too. Why not go to bed? I promise not to do anything too crazy." He shook his head at Prussia with a small, meaningless smile.

"Can't sleep. One because of you, and two, because of the letter." He sighed and slumped into a chair. He frowned as he saw the mess on the table but didn't say anything. He would make Prussia clean it up in the morning. He saw Prussia sigh and then chuckle.

"You worry too much." Germany glared.

"Yeah, says the one with nothing to worry about!" He snapped at Prussia. He saw his house mate put on a hurt look and then glare back at him. "Wait, Prussia, sorry I" Prussia didn't let him finish before he headed back to his bedroom. Just before he left he paused in the doorway without looking back.

"Forget it…" he said aloud but Germany managed to hear the words lightly mumbled after that. "I'll show you…Prussia never gives up…" He watched him leave and sighed. Tomorrow would be a very long day. He hadn't meant to snap at him like that, he was just on edge. Now he had a lot of apologizing to do.

"What did he mean by that though?" Germany set his thoughts into motion as he thought up several different meanings for Prussia's words. They could be threats or they could be nothing at all. But with Prussia everything seemed to be possible. Heck, 100 years ago the guy had almost cause WW3 when he tried to bring back his empire! But, Prussia was harmless, wasn't he? He quickly shook his head of all of those types of thoughts. He refused to believe that Prussia would really do anything too harmful. He finished up his snack and walked up to his room.

He passed by Prussia's and contemplated knocking to try to once again apologize. He raised his fisted hand but dropped it and continued on to his own room. He would properly apologize in the morning. Hopefully he wasn't holding too big a grudge. He rubbed his arm as he felt a cold breeze. When he entered his room the window was open and there was an envelope on it. His eyes widened. "Not again." He angrily grabbed the envelope, shut the window, and began to read the letter inside. Strangely enough, it was short and made absolutely no sense to him. He read the words aloud to try and figure it out.

"Country see, country do. Have the games begun for you?"

GREECE:

Greece walked beside Russia and Liahn to his home. This was so unlike him but then again he hadn't seen Egypt or Turkey in the last 100 or so years. He didn't think either existed anymore especially Egypt since he currently ruled the entire thing. He actually felt fine walking with the mutant country and the scary Russia as well, and he was even talking to them! Ivan would eye the cat he held in his arms every so often as if wanting to hold it but he wasn't about to let go of it. It was a small orange tabby. "So Greece, would you like to be one with me?" He blinked in surprise at Ivan's rather spontaneous question.

"No, I am doing fine on my own. And I don't intend to join with anyone." He shook his head as he said it considering he had already stated his answer about five times but the nation refused to hear him. What a bother, he wished he could go back to sleeping and being around Egypt while fighting with Turkey. He sighed and hung his head earning him a concerned glance from Liahn.

"Are you okay?" Liahn asked him and he looked up at the shy-looking country. His hair was chocolaty brown, his skin was almost the same white as the snow, his left eye was coal black with no pupil and his right one a light emerald green color. Not to mention that he seemed to have two pieces of metal acting as armor over his right cheek plus five off-white spikes protruding from his back (which he'd just found out were made of bone). He also had a long bone tail with metal on the top side to form menacing spikes on the end. It was reasonable that every country was afraid of him. He was a walking weapon for Athena's sake!

Greece nodded as he replied. "Yeah, I'm fine." His voice shook slightly and Liahn simply smiled, nodded back, and returned to doing his own thing. He let out the breath he hadn't known he'd been holding when Russia spoke to him and also to Liahn.

"Hm, I wonder who could have sent Germany that one letter. And did you see, when he mentioned it China went paper white!" Ivan smiled a large child-like smile. Sometimes Greece wondered how he'd gotten to be so powerful with so many childish qualities to him. Both he and Liahn nodded in response to Russia's statement. It had been rather strange that China seemed so scared when they had talked about the letter. He looked at Ivan and Liahn, about to say something, when he noticed the large leafless tree that he always passed to get to his lands. He stopped and Russia and Liahn paused as well.

"This is where I leave. I will see you both at the next meeting?" Both countries nodded in response and he smiled. "Good! Then, before then if either of you needs anything feel free to contact me." Russia's smile grew large and he spoke as soon as he was done.

"Are we three an alliance then?" Liahn and he were caught off guard by the question. Hesitantly, Greece answered.

"I would say we are a…start. For now, a peace treaty and we can help each other out." Russia nodded. He seemed pleased that he had an ally outside his territory now. Liahn's eyes widened and then he smiled. He hadn't exactly been in contact with Russia but now he had a type of alliance with both him and Greece.

"Alright, so if any is in trouble we can call for help." Russia stated bluntly before turning, grabbing Liahn by his arm, and heading back to his territory. "Good night Greece!" Russia called out and Liahn joined in. He smiled and waved at their backs.

"Good night Russia, Liahn!" He sighed. What had he just gotten himself into? He headed back home in the dark and slight movement caught his eye.