Okay…. So I think no one should listen to me ever again. I've uploaded 3 chapters in 3 days after saying I wouldn't get one for another fortnight. There have been floods and massive storms where I live and my power was out, so I wrote this out today and typed it when my power came back. It's not an extremely long chapter, I'm still finding it hard too write long ones, but I'll try harder! Sorry guys! I hope you like this chapter, and just wanted to again mention how much I appreciate everyone's lovely comments! I would say I wont update for a week or two, but based on my track record I could have 10 more chapters up before the end of today, just don't hold your breath guys~ Anyway; enjoy!

"Where the hell are they?" Feliciano breathed out, unsure if he would have preferred an Empty or full city. Either way he didn't like this.

Lili and Gilbert looked over to him in unison, eyes widening in realisation "Fuck".

"I'm not just imagining it am I?" he asked glancing around the streets, "There's..nothing."

Lili just shook her head and took a step closer to Gilbert, who happened to have taken a step closer to her. He would have thought it was cute if he wasn't busy being very creeped out. "There aren't even any bodies. Just empty"

"Maybe they all evacuated Berlin before anything happened here" Lili suggested half-heartedly "Maybe they all got away." Feliciano would have liked to believe that and was sure the others would have too, but it couldn't be that, the city was for this to be anything good.

If there are no undead, and no dead, where are the alive?

None of them wanted to suggest or think about that, but he could see them all think it. The group shuffled around for a while, almost hoping to hear the low groan of the dead until Feliciano remembered they had come there for a reason and being terrified was not going to stop him. "It's a good thing guys. It'll be quicker and safer to find him." he chimed happily, denying his own minds reminder that this city was empty and that would probably include Ludwig.

It's Lili's idea that they split up, it seemed safe to do so as long as they all remained within yelling distance of each other. The Italian found himself walking down Oderberger Strasse in the main part of town, a little worried how scared he was at the absence of chaos and death. He had become used to fear, and now that there wasn't a reason to be scared, well that scared him a whole lot more. The shops around him looked like they had been looted but still had some supplies left and he mentally noted to come get them when they found some form of existence in that town.

After around five minutes of looking through windows and seeing nothing, he saw something that didn't look quite right and almost squealed in delight. It was a large shadow in the middle of the road several blocks away from him. Squinting for a moment to make sure it wasn't moving or anything he set off towards it. As he drew closer, the shadow began to shape leaving Feliciano clueless as too what it could be. Not a car, it was too big. Not a truck, it was too misshapen. The sun poked out from behind a cloud illuminating it before him, just as the wind picked up and brought that oh-so-familiar scent to his nose.

The city wasn't empty. He had found the undead. Or perhaps they were dead, they weren't moving. Feliciano thought it was revolting either way, and so did the vomit rising in his throat. Rotting bodies, corpses. A hundred? Two hundred?...Two thousand? He couldn't see the ends of the pile. All stacked and rotting together in the centre of Berlin. A new Berlin wall made of flesh and bone for the new world.

One body had fallen stray from the pile, it was a small baby, or at least it had been. It's skin had been torn, eaten or simply dissolved away, it's eyeballs shrivelled husks draped over it's cheeks. It was enough to push him to his knees, letting out a foul puddle of half-digested energy bars on the floor. He opened his mouth to yell for the others but a piercing sound shook through his head. Again. Again. He flung his hands to his ears and let out a moan of pain. The sound stopped and he dashed away from the wall, ears ringing, to Lili and Gilbert.

"Feli!" Gilbert cried as he reached them in an intersection, obviously having heard the sound as well. "What the hell was that?"

He just grimaced in reply, having no idea what it had been "We should lea-". A large screech echoed around them, not loud or piercing but when they realised it was the screeching of tires it was bone-chilling. Two vans sped around a corner and came to a stop before them. Gilbert and Lili tried to run but Feliciano instinctively knew there was no where to go and opted to hold his hands in the air. The other nations must have seen his point because they were beside him again.

"Turn around" A cold voice instructed as several men hopped out of the cars, holding guns to them. They did as they were told, hands still in the air and shivering as the footsteps got closer. Thud. his eyes widened in fear as Lili fell to the ground. Thud. Gilbert fell beside her. He wanted to scream, and help them up and run away, but he'd been captured enough to know he was about to fall. Thud. A searing pain tore into his head, the lights flickered out and his mind went blank.