Author Notes- Alright the wait is over. Here's Turkey after the world meeting.

-Chapter 7-

Turkey looked around his house making sure everything was where it should be before starting to undress. And though it sounds strange he actually took off his shirt without taking his mask. He's able to do that at this point because of how uncomfortable he feels without the mask on. World meetings are such a pain, he thought to himself as he put on his purple robe.

He picked up his 1999 flip phone and thought about inviting Japan over, before hearing a large crashing sound. Without really thinking he shoved the flip phone into his pocket, wondering who had the guts to break into his house. He grabbed his handgun from his underwear drawer "Whoever that was you've got some nerve!" he yelled as he adjusted his mask while walking. Hungary had gotten into his house once and attacked him, but that was when she was young and foolish.

He stormed out of his bedroom looking around for where the noise came from when he heard a voice that sounded like his "Da ne?" it sounded colder and harsher than his voice. Turkey followed the voice down the stairs walking through the living room and to his kitchen where the noise had come from. And stopped breathing.

In his kitchen was a man that looked like him, but wasn't him. His pants were baggy and both of the knees had blown out, and his shirt was a tank top that had red stains that looked like blood. It was his face that had shocked Turkey so much. It would have looked like his, had it not been for the blood and scaring. His skin had been carved into making a permanent mask in the same shape Turkey's was in. You could see that every time the skin started to close and heal itself it was carved into again. It was such bloody horrible mess and it was on a face that looked just like his.

Sadly though Turkey has been through a lot he wasn't prepared for this horror and started shaking visibly, he pointed his gun trying to get a good aim but his hand wouldn't stop moving. "Get the fuck out of my house." Turkey said trying to banish any fear from his voice, but the truth was that he was so horrified that this person could've walked out of his house and never be seen again and Turkey would still be emotionally scarred for life. But the horrifying person didn't do that, he looked at Turkey's shaking hand holding the gun and glared, wrath in his eyes "Where's Hungary?" Turkey looked at the person confused. He started to walk over to Turkey without any fear of getting shot "Where is she?" Turkey shot at him. However his hand shaking so it didn't take much effort for his intruder to move out of the bullets way.

Turkey started back away as this horror that looked like him approached him, he stuttered "S-she's not here, you and I are the only ones here." Turkey's heartbeat pounded loud and hard. He was having a hard time keeping it together in the face of something so terrifying, the bloody man growled "She has to be here! We were both hit by those black beams!" the man quickly walked over to Turkey who was so confused and scared that he had stopped moving. He leaned over Turkey making some of his blood drip onto his face which only contributed to his fear "I don't like that you hide your face. And I don't like people who hide the truth. So how should I deal with you?" he took the gun out of Turkey's hands which were shaking.

Turkey got caught in his throat as he tried to keep himself from tearing up from fear. He forced his legs to take him away from this sight, he ran through the living room and up the stairs. Without really thinking he ran into his bedroom and locked the door. Adrenaline pumping through his veins he tried to figure out what to do, he could hear the attacker walking up the stairs. It was too late to leave the room, but his room had no windows or ways to escape. He was weaponless, and it was hard to think straight.

He heard loud thumps in the hall and the voice that was like his but colder yell "Where is she?! If she's not here you better take me to her or else!" despite as pathetic as it may have looked he opened his wardrobes doors and stepped inside then closing the doors and trying to keep as quiet as he could. He tried to listen to what was going on but his own heartbeat was so loud he could barely hear the man's steps.

Things were quiet for a few minutes, Turkey took a deep breath trying to calm himself down. He grabbed his cell phone out from his pocket, though he knew he should have called 911 he called Hungary. It wasn't like he and Hungary got along, after all for years they tried to kill each other. But his sense of right and wrong wouldn't allow him to just mind his own business when a psychopath was hunting Hungary. Please pick up, he thought as though phone started to beep. Hungary picked up giving him a little sense of relief, "You and Austria need to get away, now. Before you get killed, you need to go to someone house. Anyone's" his fear was shown through his voice as he tried to keep it down.

Hungary's voice boomed through the voice loudly making him flinch "Turkey what are you talking about?! Are you okay?! What's go-" though Hungary didn't seem to hear it the bedroom door had been knocked down making Turkey started rambling out of pure fear and though his voice didn't show it he had started to cry "Oh shit. He's coming. He heard the phone. Fuck. What am I going to d-" an ax cutting through the wardrobe interrupted his words and made him scream in horror. He dropped the phone and wood from the door fell on it, crushing it.

Turkey looked at his attacker, completely defenseless without the ability to call 911. Tears ran down his cheeks as his attacker took the mask from Turkey's face, then leaning in so that his lips nearly touched his ear "I hate it when people hide things from me." Turkey sobbed "I-I can take you to Hungary's home. Sh-she should be there." his hopes were that Hungary had listened to him and left the house and from there he could make a plan. The man moved so that they were face to face "Yes you will help me get to her, one way or another." he took a step back, and raised his ax "But I can't risk you running away again." he brought the ax down cutting into Turkey's leg.

Turkey screamed in pain and clutched his leg that now had an ax lodged into it, he sobbed as the man took the ax out. He groaned "It didn't cut through all the way, I'll have to try again." Turkey cried something but it was muffled in his sobbing. Turkey's tear filled eyes could only show him blurs but he could see the blood that seemed to cover everything. His attacker raised the ax again aiming it at where he had previously hit, Turkey braced himself. The ax came down and before it hit he heard someone scream "No!" and though they were too late to save his leg he had never felt so much relief. Turkey's relief was overcome with the pain he felt, he could not help but continue to cry in pain and fear.

The monster that looked like him turned his head to the doorway where Japan was standing, though he was charging at him katana pointed at him. Japan stabbed him in the chest, tackling him to the ground. Japan ripped his katana from the monster's chest violently and turned his head to his friend, Turkey still in the wardrobe that had been cut apart by the ax. Japan ran over to Turkey, though he never really would show emotion Japan was making an exception for this. Japan looked at his leg that looked like a complete mess trying his best to keep himself together. Turkey turned his head to him allowing to see his unmasked face which was covered in tears and blood, and smiled. "Teşekkürler." he said before he passed out from the pain.

Japan took out his cell phone trying to keep himself from crying at the sight of his friend like this, he called 911 and tried to explain the situation in the the best way he could. He told them that Turkey called him, he heard him scream and since Japan had been at Heracles's (Greece's) house when he got the call, he went straight to Sadiq's (Turkey's) house. When he got there he was being attacked by a man with a bloody face and scared face. Japan stopped the man by stabbing him and now he looked to be passed out on the floor, making a puddle of blood. When he hung up being told an ambulance would be there soon he looked at Turkey, and realized that if didn't do something his friend would die. Japan got up and ran out of the room looking for where Turkey would keep his first aid kit. When his cell phone rang he flinched, he felt like his head was going to explode from how loud his heartbeat was already. He stared at the phone for a moment, unsure on to pick it up.

He held the phone to his ear as he searched for a first aid kit, before he could say anything Germany's voice came through the phone "Hey Japan, there's been some kind of emergency and so we're holding an emergency world meeting. Do you know anything about it?" Japan felt somewhat happy that Germany was asking him because that means whatever has happened in Turkey's house with this intruder that looked like him wasn't happening at Germany's. "I-I don't think I'll be going to the meeting." As hard as he tried he couldn't hide the emotion and panic in his voice and Germany noticed it, "Japan?! Are you okay?! Did something happen?!" Japan knocked things over as he searched frantically "T-Turkey was attacked."

Germany once again yelled into the phone "Who did it?!" Japan simply sighed in relief, he found the first aid kit under the bathroom sink. He marched back to Turkey's bedroom one hand holding the first aid kit and the other holding the cell phone. "A-a man with terrible scars on his fa-" Japan silenced staring at the bloody spot where Turkey's attacker had been. "Japan?! Japan?!" Germany yelled on the phone getting no response, Japan looked at the wardrobe. His heart was racing. Turkey was there, but he had turned very pale.

He heard the ambulance pull up as he started to cry, men ran into the house. Japan spoke meekly "In-in here." they ran into the bedroom at first they looked over Japan seeing some blood on him but then realized that he was looking at Turkey who was far more injured. Two of the men ran over Turkey trying to carefully take him out of the wardrobe without making him bleed anymore, one of the men shouted "This man has gone into decompensated shock!" the two men both were trying to help Turkey to the best of their abilities. One man grabbed Japan's arm which Japan was too mentally exhausted to protest and guided him out the house to the ambulance.

Japan thinks the man was trying to say things of comfort but all the noises were just blurred together.

Translations-

Turkish

Da ne?

Means "What the hell?"

Teşekkürler.

Means "Thanks."

More Author Notes- And so old phones that don't break easily save the day. But seriously Japan is so emotionally scarred by this. If you don't understand how Japan was called it was Turkey's phone when it was hit by the wood. It hit some of the buttons and ended up going into contacts and calling Japan.