"WAKE UP! ENGLAND!"
England opened his eyes, blinking a few times in confusion, he looked up at the person who had called for him, it was not America, like he had expected it to be. Supporting his neck and back sat Germany, panic widespread across his face.
"Germany, what's going on?" his voce was groggy, and a little raspy, like it hadn't been used in a while.
"We are under attack..." Germany stated calmly, but his expression held worry and he kept glancing over to a few bushes, where a small white flag was being waved frantically.
England nodded, fully understanding the situation "I'll be fine... Go to Italy, he looks like he could pass out any minute from fear..."
Germany, hesitated then nodded, but before he could get far England grabbed his arm.
"One last thing... Where is America?" England asked, starting to feel worried.
"He's over there..." Germany pointed to the middle of the clearing.
England nodded and let go of Germany "Go... I'll be fine, don't worry..."
Germany bit his lower lip, unsure, he then nodded quickly to himself and lifted England up, running to the bush were Italy was, despite England's loud protests he managed to get the angry brit to his companion.

America turned his head for a split second, he had heard England's ranting. America smiled when he saw germany carrying him to safety behind a bush. He then turned back to face the current enemy.

Italy smiled as Germany arrived with England in his strong arms. "Germany~~" italy breathed out, clearly relieved.
England sighed as Germany finally put him down, he smile slightly when he heard italy's sigh of relief.
That however, didn't last long, for germany stood up, giving England and Italy one llast smile before jogging over to the other nations, who was having a staring contest with the enemy.
Italy's face paled "Germany~~! Germany where are you going!?" his voice was frantic and scared.
Germany stopped for a moment, turned to face Italy and England and waved "Don't worry Italy... I'll be back soon!" he shouted back.
italy, not entirely convinced, fresh, hot tears streaming down his trembling face shouted back "Promise!?"
He got no reply as Germany began jogging again.
England had to hold Italy back so he wouldn't run after his german friend "calm down, there's nothing you can do..." England cooed.
Italy, still wanting to go after his friends grabbed onto England's sweater and sobbed loudly.
England brought his arms around the frail italian "Don't worry, he told you he'd be back soon... Has he ever broken a promise to you?" he asked calmly, giving italy a small, tired smile.
Italy shook his head "No... Never..."
England nodded "See, he'll be back..."
Italy nodded again "Yeah... He... He'll be back... And Japan too..."

America glared down at Alice "What do you want?" he spat, earning a heary laugh from Alice.
"Well what d you think i'm doing? You think i would just send you here and leave? I don't think so... " she smiled evilly before laughing like an innocent little girl "I sent you here to say your final goodbyes to Arthur..." she grinned.
"Well that would be too bad for you Alice-san... For we will not let you get close to England-san..." Japan's expression was filled with anger, he pulled a katana out of it's sheath, taking a defensive pose.
Alice pouted "So you intend to let him suffer still? Why don't you think of what's best for him for once?"
America laughed dryly "The best for England right now would be to beat you to a pulp, get his magic or whatever back and make sure you will never reach him again..."
Everyone nodded, even russia.
"It would be broing to hold a grudge to someone who isn't england, da?" he stated, some evil aura surrounding him, sending shivers down everyone's spines.
Alice studied everyone's faces, her eyes widened in surprise "Where is that twat anyway? And little italy? Are they hiding? Not partaking in the fight? Isn't that a little cowardly?"
"Italy has his own reasons for hiding, but England has no choice..." America flared.
"Oh really? like what?" she asked, cocking her head to the side.
"Don't play innocent... You saw him didn't you? Angleterre can barely stand without support! Because of you draining his energy!" France spat.
For once, America agreed with him.

England was fidgeting, tugging on the sleeve of his shirt and biting his lower lip. He could hear the angry shouts of his fellow nations, but what they were talking about, he couldn't hear. he just hoped that everyone was alright...
Italy had calmed down quite a bit, his loud sobs had become quiet wimpers and hiccups.
England rubbed Italy's back carefully, not wanting to stress him any further.

Alice eyed them all again, mumbling something while doing so. Her eyes lit up, like she had seen something pleasing. "Oh... So that's where they are hiding... Behind a bush like frightened rabbits? Oh, and it seems like poor Italy is quite distressed..." she pouted.
America glared at her, biting his lower lip and glancing back to the bush where England was.
Alice caught everyone's attention however, when she suddenly started walking.
Everyone was on edge as she walked towards them, but they stared wide eyed as she walked straight past them, paying them no mind at all.
America quickly positioned himself in front of her "I won't let you get to him..." his voice was a little strained, as his anger grew.
Alice sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose "Really? Are we still at this stage? Why don't you just give up?"
America smirked pointing to himself with his gloved thumb "Because it's not in my dictionary..."
Alice only rolled her eyes "Really? So you decicded to get Clichê now? Well, soon it will be even more so anyway, i'll let you hold Arthur's hands as he breaths his last breath..."
America grit his teeth and took a step forward, grabbing onto the collar of Alice's dress "I won't let you... Try to get past me... I dare you..." his eyes were burning with a flaming anger, he was just about ready to kill her.
Alice frowned and chanted something, the moment she finished she smirked.
America's grip loosened as an unknown force slammed into him, making him literally fly a few feet away, landing on his back with a loud thump, the air rushed out of his lungs, leaving him gasping and coughing for air.
Alice gave him an apologetic smile before heading on. She lifted her hand, and chanted, resulting in the bush exploding into millions of small twigs and leaves.
Italy shrieked "I surrender~~!" he scremaed as he waved his white flag.
"Good choice..." Alice smiled, now a few meters away from italy and England.
England glared up at her, struggling to sit upright.
Alice glared down at him, a wicked smile spread across her face and her emerlad eyes burning with a fiery passion "Aww... You poor little thing... You look so pitiable... Want me to end your misery for you?" her voice was sickly sweet, it made England want to gag.

Alice smiled down at him, chuckling "This is the end of you dear Arthur..." she sounded almost sad, which was even more disturbing. She raised her hand again, and just before she started to chant again, Italy threw himself around England's neck.
"NO! I won't let you!" he screeched, stray tears rolling down his cheeks again.
Alice proceeded to pinch the bridge of her nose again "This is tiring..." she lifted her hand, beginning to chant.
"NO!" England screamed, eyes widening, he instantly recognised the spell "Not that spell!" but it was too late, some unknown force pulled Italy from him, before throwing him a few meters away, he landed with a loud thump, his whimper was barely audible. He then curled himself into a ball, gasping for air slightly.
"ITALY!" England screamed
England tried to get up, but couldn't even get up on his knees before collapsing to the ground. "Move damnit, move!" he hissed. The tears threatening to fall again.
Alice chuckled "Dearest Arthur..." she lowered herself to be on eyelevel with England, cupping his chin between two of her fingers "Good bye...".

England closed his eyes, readying himself for what was to come, but it never came. England slowly opened his eyes, only to come face to face with a surprised Alice.
Her emerald eyes widened in shock behind her glasses "What the?" she mumbeled trying to mumble the spell again.
"NOR!" Denmark shouted from somewhere behind them.
England and Alice turned their heads to face them.
Norway was hunched on the ground, clutching his chest in pain "Damnit..." he hissed "DO SOMETHING DON'T JUST STAND THERE!" he screamed at the others, a pained expression on his face "Damnit, this took more than i thought..." he mumbeled to himself, only heard by a certain dane.
Said dane crouched down besides him "Nor, you okay? Does it hurt?"
Norway glared at him "Of course it fucking hurts you moron!" he hissed again.

Meanwhile England stared at the two nordics, a painful feeling constricting his chest, making him feel like he was suffocating. He then got himself together raising his hands beginning to chant.
America noticed, he didn't know what the consequenses would be, but he knew england was in this condition because of lack of magic, so he qickly came to the conclusion that using magic would be dangerous. His eyes widened "ENGLAND NO! What are you doing! Stop it!"
England shot him a glance smiling, "don't worry! I'll be fine! I think..." He mumbeked the last part as he had just finished his spell.
France's eyes widened as he and everyone else was surrounded by a bright light "Are you an idiot mon cher!?"
England chuckled "Yes, it seems i am!"
And then, all the countries were gone, all but Arthur and Alice.
"Smart choice..." Alice mumbeled "I was tired of them getting in my way...
England was panting heavily, usually this wouldn't be a draining spell, but he felt spent and tired, he raised his hand again "exurgo..." he muttered, a bright light surrounded his legs, before he shakily stood up.
Alice chuckled "You know that spell won't last long..." she grinned, then she shrugged "But i guess it's more fun if we play a little tag first!" she charged at him, raising her hand and mumbling a spell.
England barely managed to dodge the small explosion that errupted where he had been standing. He almost collapsed again, and his legs were shaking, his spell wouldn't last much longer, meaning the other countries would soon return from the spirit world, meaning they would be in danger, so he would just have to hold on a little longer.

America blinked a few times as the light faded, he looked confused around him, everyone else were there too, all but the person he wanted to see the most, he silently cursed himself.
France's legs gave out beneath him, his entire body trembeled. He had caused this, he had helped Alice... He had injured England, it was his fault England would die! He broke out in tears and tried to stifle his sobs.
Seychelles noticed and headed over to him, she had stayed silent the entire evening, truth be told, Alice scared the crap out of her... She placed her hand on his shoulder "Big brother France.. Don't cry please?"
France looked up at the island country, trying to smile for her, but he couldn't "It's my fault... That Angleterre-"
Seychelles interrupted him "It's not your fault... It's nobody's fault... Or, except for Alice though..." she smiled.
France looked up at her, before smiling slightly back "I suppose you're right ma cherie... But lend me your shoulder for a while... If you don't mind..."
She nodded, hugging her brother "It's okay..."

America looked over at them, smiling slightly, feeling a little guilty for partaking in summoning Alice.
Norway had just managed to catch his breath, he pushed Denmark's worrying hands off of him "Where-?" he wheezed.
Denmark cocked his head to the side "'Where' what? Do you want water? food? fish?"
Norway lookud stupidly at him before managing to say "Where's my little brother?" His worying eyes scanned the room until he found theperson he was looking for,
Iceland was frantically looking from side to side, his eyes wide with worry, Mr. Puffin also seemed to look around for something. Iceland's gaze finally landed on his brother, his face relaxed, showing his relief as he practically sprinted into Norway's arms "big brother Nor! Are you alright!? You look like shit!"
Norway frowned at the curse, but ruffled his brother's hair "I'm fine..." He croaked.
Iceland sighed in relief, turning his head around "Hong kong! I found him!"
Hong Kong peeked his head from out of China's back, hugging him tightly, he smiled "I also found china!"
China smiled gently down at his brother, patting his head.

Germany broke all of their reunitings "Are everyone intact!?" he bellowed, making everyone flinch, he eyed everyone before his eyes landed on a ball of blue all the way at the back, he jogged quickly over "Italy! Are you okay?"
Italy lifted his head slightly recognising Germany's voice "Germany~~" he whimpered, uncurling and rolling onto his back, his arms outstretched.
Germany frowned, normally he would have been way more energetic. He crouched down lifting Italy off of the ground "You okay?"
Italy nodded weakly, wrapping his outstretched arms around Germany's neck.
Germany sighed in relief, but frowned again, when he saw the small trail of blood trickleing down Italy's face, he must have hit his head pretty hard.
Allistor walked up to meet him when Germany returned, he held his hand up, chanting something softly, his brow creased, then he smiled "He should be all'ight now... Don't use yer head too much though... An don't let him sleep fer more than three hours... Or else he'll end up in a coma..."
Germany nodded, feeling relieved that it wasn't that serious.

"Big brother!" A panicked shriek made everyone take their eyes off of Italy, Germany and Allistor.
"Big brother where are you!?" her voice was paniced, Belarus was snapping her head around, trying to find her brother.
"I'm right here..." Russia smiled from behind china.
Belarus dashed straight for him, wrapping her arms around him, sobbing.
Everyone was surprised at her action, especially Russia.
But he wrapped his arms around her, smiling, not the usual creepy smile, but a warm one "You don't have to be scared anymore... We're all here... Da?" he smiled again, this time it was the usual creepy one, as he stared everyone down, making them nod out of sheer fear.
America smiled at everyone, he chuckled lightly, but his mind was filled with worry. Was England doing ok? He'd like to think he was, but...
A loud ripping noise resonated throughout the empty space room, making a huge crack in the white room, it looked like milk fleeting around in gold, constantly on the move.
America instantly knew that something was wrong.
Allistor gathered everyone at the middle, asking everyone to find someone to hold on to.
Canada was clutching Prussia's shoulder tightly.
Denmark held around Norway's almost limp body, while Norway was clutching his little brother and mr. Puffin.
China held onto the other asian countries, and Russia was with his siters.
Turkey and Greece were both holding onto Cyprus, who was trembling sightly.
Finland waved America over to him, sweden and Sealand, and America complied. Holding them all tightly, everyone pressed together at the middle, Germany being extra careful not to hurt Italy.
The same question ran trhough everyone's mind, just what the hell was going on outside.

England glowered at Alice, his legs felt like pudding. But he kept dodging Alice's attacks.
She was just firing magic shots at him lauhing like she was playing a fun game.
He raised his hand, ready to chant, then something rammed into his side, his legs collapsed beneath him and he fell onto his knees, he was at his limit and he knew it. He could hear the crackling and ripping of the spirit world he had sent the other countries to.
England cursed, he knew that Alice had to be connected to something! All summoning creatures summoned by that spell did! If only he could get his hands on that item and break it, she would be sent back.
"Arthur!" Fury's voice resounded in his head, he sighed in relief as the little red fairy approached,
"You know what spell i used, have you found the item yet?" england nearly yelled out in his head. His head was throbbing and he could feel his conciousness slowly slipping away.
"Yeah! But i doubt you'll like it..." Fury approached, a something gripped tightlyy in his arms.
England could feel his face pale, in Fury's hands, were one of the toy soldiers he had made for America. "H-how?" he stuttered.
Fury lowered his head "You can feel it too right? The energy escaping this... When you failed your summoning, you shouted at America before the spell was finished and he called for you as he entered..."
England nodded, not feeling too well.
Alice smiled in triumph as she lifted her hand again, sending another spell at England,
he cried out as he was pushed a few meters back, he buvkled ove as he clutched his stomach, emptying it's content on the grass.
Fury swooped down, trying to get the figure to England, but Alice had other plans.
She threw a spell at him, causing him to drop the toy soldier.

Fury swooped down to retrieve it, but Alice was quicker, she plucked it up from the grass, grinning, but not before a ball of pink light crashed into her hand, causing her to drop it.
The pink light picked up the soldier and hurried over to England "Minelle!" Arthur breathed out, happy to see her.
"Go get her Arthur!" She cheered, determination written on her face.
England smiled, mentally thanking her. He started to chant.
Alice screamed in anger, sparks flying out of her hands before slowly dying out as they hit the grass. Then her head shot to the side "Seems like your friends are returning... I need to make this quick..." she turned towards England again, raising her hand and chanting a spell.
England chanted on as fast as he could, if he lost his concentration, things would end badly...

America could see the shining light from before surrounding him, was he being taken back to England? He had to cover his eyes as the light became unbearable. When he opened his eys, he had to blink a few times, he looked around. He was indeed back at the field. And he quickly spotted England... On the ground. Chanting like crazy, and so was Alice, except that she was standing. He instantly released the Nordics and ran towards England "IGGY!" he shouted.
England turned for a split second, still chanting, he frowned at America, willing him to go away, his eyes pleading.
America froze, staring wide eyed as England finished his spell, at the same time as Alice.
A toy soldier England was holding burst into flames and became ashes in his hand, slowly falling to the ground like the first snow of the winter.
Alice's spell barely cutting into his skin, but still he gripped his arm and cried out as he seemingly was electrocuted.
Alice collapsed, her body glowing with a slightly red color, before slowly becoming like the ash of the doll, tears were streaming down her face as Emerald eyes became clouded and unfocused, before losing the glow that signified life, before her ashes were carried away by the wind.
America rushed over to England, holding him up by supporting his neck and back "Iggy! Hey, iggy!"
England coughed once "Damnit America... Stop yelling... My head feels like it's going to blow up..." he scrunched of his face in pain, coughing horribly.
"Hang on dude! We'll fix you!" America brushed some hair out of England's face.
"Yeah... I'm sure they are... I am very tired... Can i sleep now?" he begged, his eyes unfocused... Oh god those beautiful emerald eyes.
America nodded, tears streaming down his face "Y-yeah... go ahead..."
Engøand scoffed "It's not like i'm dying here..." hos voice was raspy, then his eyes closed and he faded out of conciousness.
America nearly jumped as a hand was put on his shoulder, America turned his head around only to come face to face with Germany.
"He'll be okay..." Germany assured, to wich america could only reply by nodding.
America turned back to the limp body in his arms, England's chest rising and sinking, showing that he was indeed breathing.
"Sweet dreams Iggy..." America whispered and kissed England's forehead softly.

A/N: Hookay peeps! Only one chapter left! I'm kind of sad, but hey, that's life... I know, i know, this was cliche as fuck but bear with me okay?

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