Sorry it took a bit! Inspiration was lacking half way through this, so...hehe...

I got it done! It has translations at the end! Enjoy!~


He barely could feel anything, oddly, when he got back to the usual room, and his suddenly smaller than usual cage. Everyone cheered as he entered, Marieanne and Maddie hollering loudest. It didn't seem to lift him out of his sudden depression. He only remembered his cage door close before he returned to his dream land. He didn't want to talk about the past events, or have Marieanne looked into it.

Marieanne slowly let her cries die out as Germany sank into a deep sleep. She reached out to his mind, to see if he was ok. She didn't feel the menacing presence of Otto anymore. It was light, it was open. It was back to normal; the chip was gone. She smiled at the sleeping form, watching his chest rise up and down normally. She would find out later how he was able to rid of the horrible piece of technology. She laid down herself, facing him. She closed her eyes, and fell into the usual routine of peeking into everyone, to make sure they were ok.

It wasn't until she was about to drop into sleep when he entered. His whole mental aura was off, and deadly black. He walked into the room with a nasty vengeance on his mind. She tried to reach out to him, to keep him back. She was shocked to find that she couldn't. She couldn't reach out to the others either. She was, for the first time, immobilized.

He watched Marieanne squirm in her forced sleep. The effect he wanted, he told himself as he kept his device on. The others wouldn't notice a thing, well unless he chose to make it hurt. He slowly approached Germany's cell. The man was sleeping peacefully, a smile smirk crossing his lips. He scowled himself and lifted the other object in his hand. It lit up his sleep-deprived eyes up in light purple. The keys to the cage jingled as well, a friendly reminder to finish it quickly.

"I will not have my life's work be destroyed by a misguided fool" he whispered harshly. He opened Germany's door, and titled the blonde's open neck toward him. He would not have that bitch destroy his life because she found a way to open her damned eyes.

Marieanne could only shriek in her mind as the unbearable hum started up once more.


Ana woke up with a start the next morning, clutching her chest as it seemed to burn like acid. She curled into a tighter ball, tears leaking from her tight-shut eyes. Blake ran from the bathroom, where she had just gotten out of the shower, and rose Ana's quivering face to hers.

"Ana, what's wrong?!" Blake shouting, shaking Ana's head. Ana slowly let the shaking quiet down, clutching Blake's hands in hers. She swallowed audibly and looked timidly into Blake's eyes.

"I can do it…" she whispered, confusing Blake. Blake blinked twice, something in her eyes asking the question for her.

"I can help him Blake, because something is wrong. Something is very, very wrong" Ana warned. Blake's eyes widened, asking the only question to come to mind. Ana started to breathe, albeit rapidly, then finally said it.

"Someone here wants Germany to suffer. Th-these dreams, they're like visions. I think if I can help him, he won't…h-he won't…" Ana started to break down once more, but was silenced as Blake brought their foreheads together, whispering 'Won't what?'.

"He won't die. Every dream I've had since…I don't know, has been of Germany's death. I don't want it to happen!" Ana cried out, curling into Blake's welcoming body. She really had become a mental mess. Blake rubbed comforting circles into her love's back, not really knowing what to say. If what she saw were really visions…

"What did you feel was wrong, Ana?" Blake asked gently. Ana sobbed something in Irish into her shirt. She just thanked whatever deity nearby that she could understand what the hell she was saying.

"I wouldn't be surprised if we were betrayed" Blake murmured. She looked down to find Ana asleep once more, stuck in her iron grip embrace. Blake sighed, and flopped down onto it, adjusting Ana. If she was stuck, she might as well be closer to her.

She still worried, however, that Ana's slight clairvoyance may be their downfall.


San Diego Emergency Meeting Hall, 3 am PST same day.

They hadn't wasted time when they landed in San Diego. America had called upon California of course to hail a few cars, since she was a fucking master at maneuvering around here. They had raced onto the hall, which was only seldom used because of the lack of such situations. The doors opened grandly as America seemed to embellish his entrance with his best 'Like a Boss' walk. California snickered behind him and jumped around, twirling like it was her home.

The countries watched their American friends do their thing, and took a seat. Italy however tapped America's shoulder, and brought them back to Earth.

"Thanks dude. I was, ah, having fun with my pretty place I haven't seen since the Gold Rush" America said, stopping his moment. California forced herself to sit on the table, tapping her fingers on the deep mahogany wood table.

"Alright…" Italy finally prompted, surveying the room. He smiled softly, before opening the map of California, noting the possible locations of the lab that held Germany. Most were posted on the coast, both Northern and Southern, and one was possibly posted near Big Bear. California mumbled it would be murder to head for the slopes this time of year.

"We should focus on the coast ones, the Southern ones more specifically. If the computer trace of the email was right, it could be any of these three," Italy pointed to the most southern locations, which included the Big Bear one, "so here's what we're going to do…"

"Wait, Italy!" England called out. "Before we go it guns blazing, we need to recon"

Italy let out a huff of a breath, and agreed. The countries were in trials for a while, deciding which group had which possible spot. Finally, after a half hour, the groups were decided, and were off like cheetahs. The world split into even fourths, each one led by Italy, California, America, or England. Hopefully they would find a lab before it was too late.


Germany woke suddenly in his dreamland. He was back in the field, wind blowing around everything slowly. He had a shiver of apprehension as it floated around him. This was the projection 'Otto', no he was just Dark now, had made up. He slowly stood up, noting that the clothes he wore were the same as usual; no blood from the last time he was here, or dirt no grime. He steadied his building heartbeat and breath, and started walking around. He was determined to find Otto, to confirm that it wasn't Dark. He thought he was free of him forever, he never needed to worry.

He could feel a sort of buzz from his left side as he walked around, an annoying pressure that built to an almost fever pitch before Germany started to grab at the spot, trying to force it to end.

Then he felt it in its full force, the annoying pressure of something invading. It buzzed and shook the ground, sending to down to the rippling earth below him. He growled softly, unable to bring himself to roar out. He needed now to find Otto QUICK.

He shot off into a random direction, one that the buzz seemed to like, just to see if he was there.

"Otto!"

No response or the familiar crunch of grass. He was alone. He stopped slowly, finding himself in the middle of a glen of trees, still covered in spring green leaves. The trees were still bright brown as well, birds and animals letting out low calls. A few crows hovered over him, watching him with eerie interest. One cawed out to the air, and flew off, quickly followed by its partner. The wind made the glen seem endless, the wind blowing around fallen leaves. Vines and greenery grew over the brown floor of the wood. Germany ran a hand over one of the trees, looking up as it seemed to vibrate under his palm. A squirrel was perched on a high branch, a nut balanced in its fluffy tail. It looked at him before bouncing off, taking his find with him.

Germany, even with his rush to find his younger self, smiled at the scenery. It was rather nice. Sunlight peaked through the treetops, making it feel enchanted. He walked over the larger roots climbing out of the ground as if to make steps. He was finding it rather peaceful in the glen, until…

"Germany!"

He was off running toward the sound, the call of his name. It sounded like Otto, but something uncertain crept into his mind. Could it be Dark, luring him in by making him believe it was the real Otto? He shook his head free. He knew Otto, and Dark Otto had a voice with a lower octave, if he was thinking right. He continued trying to remember where the voice shouted from.

"Germany, help me!"

There, to his northeast. He bolted, changing directions, barely avoiding trees and their limbs. He tripped over a few raised tree roots, slamming face first into the ground. He spat out the dirt that had landed in his mouth, and continued running toward the distressed calls.

"DEUTSCHLAND!"

He exploded into a clearing, slamming into the ground again. It wasn't until he could feel the ground lock around him that he looked up, trying to fight free. All thoughts of escape and rescue died out when he caught sight of the event happening in front of him.

"No…."

He was back. He was deadly. He had Otto by the throat. Dark was in no way just 'pissed'. He was livid, ready to just kill the brat that he worked so hard to seal away forever. He had conjured up a solid silver and purple-glowing pistol, pointing it at Otto, who barely held a sword in his hand as he knelt before him, blood trickling down his face. Dark's whole demeanor had changed; he was darker, his eyes a bright purple. His hair had grown a shade darker, and his clothes resembled those of his old, but remade to resemble nobility. The cloak now chained with gold all across his shoulders. He inched his trigger finger closer to the gun's trigger, watching both Germans now at his whim twist and turn. He had won, at fucking last. He smirked cruelly at them both and let a dark laugh leave his lips.

"Germany, it's so good to see you again! And the real Otto! Didn't expect you, you fucking brat, to get out!" Dark called out. Otto, who was done with his dark mirror's banter, spat out a glob of saliva and blood onto his pristine cloak. He looked disgusted at the cloak, then at Otto. He sent a foot flying at him, kicking him backward onto his back. He curled onto his side, groaning as the boot imprint started to flicker red on his pale skin.

"OTTO!"

Dark chuckled once more, pointing his gun at Germany this time. The veins and limbs restraining him faded away, giving Germany only enough time to launch up. They came back, latching onto him and suspending him in midair, facing Dark at an angle as he walked like he owned the world toward him. He reached his eye level, and stroked his face with a gloved hand. Germany wanted to spit at him as well, but kept it back, trying to turn away from Dark instead.

"Entspann dich. Ich habe nur vor… mir das zurückzuholen was mir gehört, was schon immer mir gehört hat"

Germany shivered repulsively. It was getting colder around them. Otto pulled Germany down farther, the vines holding him tight. Otto was nose to nose now with him, and his eyes seemed to shimmer as they stared into Germany's. Germany couldn't look away, for he was stuck with him in his face. He shivered more, and Dark laughed lightly, eyes flashing into red.

"Ist schon gut, Deutschland. Kein Grund sich Sorgen zu machen…" Otto pressed forward, and Germany was only able to watch horrifically as a kiss a forced upon him. He kept his eyes open, while Dark let his eyes flutter closed. He tasted of blood and gunpowder. He was shut out of the dream world, contained to his dark corners. The flash of the kiss replayed as Dark continued on.

"Ich werde immer da sein, egal was passiert"


The change in the air signaled it. Doctor Mann sighed in relief as the shutter fell over the others. Marieanne awoke, shouting at him. The others slowly awoke, and chaos reigned once more in the small blackened room of misfit toys. Germany shivered and shook violently. Tears and blood slowly fell from his eyes. He had his shot back, at completing his research. He would not lose such precious work just because of a woman. HE backed away from the cage, and sent a look at Marieanne, who looked ready to send her cage door flying into him.

"I DON'T CARE!" he hollered, making the joint voices of experiments raise to a near-fever pitch. He smirked.

"I WILL NOT LOSE EVERYTHING FOR YOU FUCK UPS!"

"Du verdammter Hurensohn! Ich will dass du verreckst und für deine Taten hier bezahlst!" Ankoku hissed at him, surprisingly in German. He waved a hand at her, shooing her out of his sight. He turned to the main doors.

"You will never understand! What has been done can NEVER be undone…" he said. Marieanne's voiced died, and she turned to Germany, who was started to twitch like a mad man. She whimpered, trying to pull at the wall blocking her entrance.

"It is OVER. Nothing can stop it!" Mann cackled, starting to walk toward the door. They slammed opened instead, revealing half a dozen guards, a rather pissed off Blake…..

And completely livid Ana.

"GET HIM!" Ana roared. The guards surged forward, and Blake ran behind them. Ana was busy making sure our friendly 'doctor' didn't struggle. He froze up like instant ice, and was pummeled to the ground, handcuffs and shock sticks slamming down onto him as well. The once rabid subjects around them silenced, besides Marieanne's silent sobbing, and Germany's whimpers.

"YOU ROTTEN BITCH!" Mann roared out. Ana scoffed at the barely awake man.

"You crossed a line, Mann…" she said softly, and moved closer to the duo in the back. Marieanne met Ana's eyes with hate and spite. Ana looked carefully at Marieanne, then to Germany. She then knelt to his level, brushing calloused fingers over his curled up hands. She spoke softly in German, a soft phrase that Marieanne did not recognize.

Germany's eyes shot open hazed over in purple. His breath came out in ragged bursts, tears and blood blocking parts of his eyes.

"Ana…" Germany chocked out, slowly reaching out a hand to her, extending it out of his cage.

"Ana….h-help me…he-…" his eyes snapped shut, teeth somehow audibly grinding together. Ana wrapped her hands around the outstretched hand, and squeezed. Marieanne watched in complete awe as it transpired. Mann was carted out, followed by Blake.

"I will Germany, I will. I will not let you die here…." Ana said, taking her other hand and trailing it through his hair. Germany had been pushed back into the darkness of his subconscious. Ana looked up at Marieanne, and everything started to flow.

"I know you never trusted me, but now I need your trust, and your help…I need to shove back the chip's personality. We need to save him"

Marieanne couldn't believe it in the slightest, but the way Ana was now, and that she wanted to save him too…. She nodded in agreement. Ana unlocked her cage, and both women sat in front of Germany, hands latched to his arm.

"This is going to hurt, Ana…." Marieanne whispered.

"I know, Marie, I know…" Ana said, and used her other hand to squeeze Marieanne's hand softly.

"I'm sorry Marieanne, if it's worth it…"

The psychic push into the black veil over Germany began, and both strained to snap into it to help him. They did the best they could, and slowly they thought they felt it give way.

"It's ok mom…." Marieanne whispered at last. They were pulled into Germany's hell hole of a mind at last, and they weren't able to ponder the change in their new relationship now….

They had a nation to save.


"Who the hell puts a lab in the middle of Yucaipa, California?" France whined. They had found the lab, thank goodness. California slapped the Frenchman hard.

"Shut it, Francis! This place has some big history in television." California hissed, adjusting her binoculars. France mumbled an 'alright' before they were silent again. The facility was peculiar honestly.

The main building was entirely one floor, spread out over the blank brown land. Grey rose up from brown and barely peaking green. The open yard, from what they could tell, was just bi and wide and large, completely guarded by large erect grey cement wall. The whole facility was wrapped around fence, a few guards lingering around the border. The sun was high in the sky, casting shadows on the hidden faces of the base.

"Now we have it, time to call in the rest…" California said, and pulled out her cell. She frowned however when she looked over it.

"Something wrong?" Prussia asked. California shoved her phone back into her pocket and stood, walking down the hill they called their eagle's nest.

"No service. We're going into town, alright?"

The group silently cheered, and followed her down. Prussia though casted one last look at the building that held his brother.

"We'll be here soon Bruder…." He said softly, and ran down the hill to catch up with the departing vehicles leaving for town.


Ana and Marieanne didn't really know what to expect when they landed into Germany's mind, but it wasn't what it should be.

"This isn't normal" Marieanne said, shivering. The wind was harshly blowing them around the charred and darkened scenery of the dream world. Ana searched the red-lined horizon, for any signs.

"This is bad…."

Marieanne nodded in agreement. Both knew they had to spread out to find anything in this place, but both stuck together, venturing north as best they could, trying to find any sign of the occupants. The world around them was giving them a run for their money.

The once green and blue scenery turned to grey, black, red and purple. The ground was charred red and sprinkled in red, trees in the far off distance and string of grey and shining purple. No wildlife teemed around, but only the caw and flutter of crows. The once peaceful land was a hollow shell. Holes and cracks littered the ground, circling around them like gates. Entire places seemed to disappear entirely. Large chunks of earth were gone, leaving endless gaping holes.

They had finally passed through a small glen of trees when they saw them. They had built up a little hill, completely flat on top and surrounded and wrapped with bare and blackened trees. Germany lay on his side, bloodied and abused, shirt ripped in pieces, hanging off him in scraps. A seemingly younger version of him was fighting, barely keeping up with the other's thrusts and attacks.

The other was almost a mirror image of the younger version, except darker in every aspect. He sliced at the brighter one, a thin line of blood splattering at Germany's feet and down the sword. He fell to his feet.

"You really are pathetic, Otto. You know you're going to leave here with nothing. Give in!" Dark roared, placing the sword at his neck. Otto let out a few shaky breaths.

"Never…"

Dark growled harshly, raising the sword high and tossing it away, pulling out his pistol. Germany could barely open his eyes, trying to break free of his bonds to help him, to protect his past. He struggled to stay awake, to keep fighting.

"ENOUGH!" a sharp bang rang through the air as Dark dodged a bullet, the shiny casing sticking in a trunk of a tree. Dark turned to the source and growled.

Ana and Marieanne stood ready, Marieanne with a sword, Ana with a gun. Germany struggled once more, trying to say thank you, but was kept down, falling into the wings of blackness. Marieanne rushed at Dark, and Ana ran for Germany. Swords and steel clang and shuddered, striking blow after blow, block after block. Dark was a formidable foe, using the ability to warp his reality here to his advantage. Marieanne though knew the strategy, and used her own skills. Ana was releasing the bonds around Germany, and helped Otto from the ground.

"Y-You came…." Germany struggled to stay, kneeling on his unhurt left knee. He wiped trailing blood off his face, smearing it everywhere. He looked up in time to see Marieanne struggle under Dark's attacks. She dodged it, leaving Dark open.

"NOW!"

Ana, Germany and Otto jumped to their feet. Ana hit him down first, nearly sending him off the cliff. Otto, with what strength he had left, slashed at him, sending him teetering on the edge, waving and flailing to stay on the face of the rock. Germany approached him, hand holding his bleeding side, and whispered a goodbye.

He sent his leg flying at him, sending Dark flying high and hard down to the ground. On cue, with Marieanne and Ana, his visual chip cage appeared to catch him, and locked him down and out.

"LET ME OUT!" Dark roared, shaking the cage so hard it echoed on the around them. Germany panted softly as they turned away.

"This gives you time before he gets free…" Ana said softly, brushing her hand over an arm. Germany nodded silently, and let the dream world fade into black.

Ana and Marieanne slammed hard out of Germany's mind, falling backward. Germany slowly roused out of the seemingly forever sleep, groaning as he slowly sat up.

He was knocked down as a small explosion rocked the entire facility, sending every experiment awake. Ankoku roared out, wondering who was shaking the ground, and who had woken Germany.

The whole room cheered as the facility shook.

"What's going on Ana?" Marieanne cried. Ana let out a peaceful sigh before getting up and jingling the release keys in her hand.

"It looks like the worlds coming down on us again.

Germany smiled brightly, laughing out loud. some subjects joined in with him, Deje and Ankoku easily distinguished. Even Amelia was shouting, sending out warm thoughts to the rest of them. Cheers came from all around. They had come to save him, at last. He would see Italy, and everyone else, once again. He looked at Ana, who smiled brightly.

Time to bail.


Woohoo! That was awesome, and revealed a few tiny things. ONE MORE CHAPTER PEOPLE! THE NEXT ONE IS THE END! I know it's going to be weird, saying goodbye again, but no worries! It's not here yet! And of course we have to thank ScaryCompanion again for helping with our German! Go say hi, people!

"Entspann dich. Ich habe nur vor… mir das zurückzuholen was mir gehört, was schon immer mir gehört hat" - "Relax. I just want to….reclaim what was mine. What was always mine…"

"Ist schon gut, Deutschland. Kein Grund sich Sorgen zu machen…" - "It's alright, Germany. No need to worry…."

"Ich werde immer da sein, egal was passiert" - "I will always be here, no matter what…"

"Du verdammter Hurensohn! Ich will dass du verreckst und für deine Taten hier bezahlst!" - "You dumb bastard! I want you to die and pay for your actions here!"