Author's Notes: Here's Chapter 11! Sadly, it's going to be the last chapter. I'm making it especially long just for you guys!

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When we arrived in Finland, the airport was bustling with activity. I found it almost soothing. There was no death around here. No chance of getting shot. No chance of losing the ones that mattered most to you in an unjust war.

When we landed, the five of us got out of the helicopter and headed inside the terminal. People looked at us like we were all mutated freaks, but I knew it was because we were all in our uniforms. And not to mention Tino had one leg.

"I can get around on my own, you know. You guys can head to Lithuania." The said Finn told us.

"We'll accompany you until you're totally safe and sound at your home. Hope you don't mind." Feliks replied.

"Oh, I don't mind at all… Just figured you guys would have something better to do than watch over me until I'm back where I need to be." Tino smiled a bit, though there was something kind of empty about it. He probably felt a bit on the useless side, like he was some kind of child to be looked after so he didn't get hurt.

Once we had gotten out of Oulu Airport, we managed to get on a bus and start to go towards Oulu. A man who was sitting across the aisle from me tapped me on the shoulder. I looked to him.

"You are one of the Secret Resistance Battalion guys, aren't you?" He asked. I pondered in my mind for a second whether I was considered an L.S.R.B. or not. I had the uniform, and had technically helped out in the war. I had rescued soldiers from their imminent deaths, so I nodded.

"Yes, I am. Why do you ask?"

"You and your soldiers are doing great things out there in Russia. We are in debt to you guys for risking everything for our men out there. Thank you so much."

My eyes widened a bit at the heartfelt words of the man.

"Well… You're welcome."

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When we arrived at our final destination, Tino went up to the front door of a nice two-story house. He knocked on the door, his one eye brimming with tears already. Feliks, Raivis, Eduard, and I stood a few feet back. I was leaning against the porch railing, watching as a tall, golden-blonde, blue-eyed man answered the door.

The man stared in awe at Tino, covering his mouth with an obviously shaky hand.

"Remember me, Berwald?" Tino asked, smiling a bit. The man named Berwald nodded and hesitantly wrapped his arms around the Finnish former-soldier. The two embraced eachother tightly, both spilling tears of an emotion no words could describe. Tino's crutches fell to the ground, but no one cared. The two had finally been reunited after so long.

"I-I thought I'd lost y'…" The elder of the two muttered.

"N-No... You didn't… Th-Thanks to Toris… H-He got me out of Russia." Tino let go of Berwald to motion to me. Berwald looked to me with indebted eyes.

"Thank y'so much…" He said. I nodded with a smile.

"I just did what was right… Tino is one of the bravest men I've ever seen. He saved my brother's' lives. I owe him so much still."

"Bringing him home's more than enough…" the man replied, turning around slightly. A small boy appeared in the doorway, staring up at Tino.

"Mama?" The child asked. Tino nodded.

"I'm home, Peter… I'm home." With a bit of help from Berwald, he went down on his one knee and tightly hugged his son.

The four of us watching all couldn't help but smile. It was heartwarming to see such a broken man as Tino being put back together.

Once the Finn stood back up and placed his crutch under his arm, he turned to us four.

"Thank you guys… This… This is the nicest thing anyone could have ever done in my life… When I was lying in that bunk after being rescued, I thought I wanted to die… B-But you, Toris… You made me realize that life was still worth living. E-Even if you aren't going to admit it, you'll always be a hero." He said, his lip quivering. I took a few steps towards him and hugged the ex-soldier. He hugged me back, clutching the fabric of my uniform in his hands. I held back tears myself as the Finn cried into my shoulder.

"Th-Thank you for everything you've done, Toris… I-I'll never forget it… ever…" He managed to say through soft sobs. I smiled and let a few tears fall down my cheeks.

"I-It was nothing… I just did what I thought was right. I knew you had family here… I knew that you couldn't let yourself die."

We both managed to calm down within a few moments and we separated. Tino smiled then glanced back to his family. He looked back to me and pat my shoulder.

"You guys run along to Lithuania now. I'm safe and sound here at home." He said. I nodded.

"It was great knowing you, Vainamoinen. Maybe we'll see eachother sometime in the future." I replied.

"Yeah, maybe. See you around, Lorinatus." He spoke before heading inside on his crutch, his family following. When the door was shut, the four of us outside headed back to the street to catch another taxi back to the airport.

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When we got on the helicopter, and were lifting off, I took a glimpse at the resident P.S.R.B. I smirked slightly as I remembered his fear of heights.

"I still can't believe someone like you is so afraid of heights." I said. He looked to me and grinned, laughing.

"I'll totally get over it someday. Hopefully soon though, because I seem to travel a lot at high altitudes." He replied. I chuckled.

"You do. Say, are you still going to be Captain Łukasiewicz after all this? I mean, you're bound to get promoted, right?"

"I'm actually thinking of giving up my, like, position in the P.S.R.B. to settle down. I've done a lot, and have totally done far more than my part was ever meant to be. I miss my old life that I had before the S.R.B.'s… I was a farmer back in Poland. Hard to believe, huh?"

"You? A farmer? That is extremely hard to believe."

"It's totally true though. I loved it too. I… I don't even know what my parents and grandparents are thinking about me. I kind of... just left them behind after living with them all my life on the farm." There was a hint of regret in the Polish man's voice, and I could understand why.

"I'm sure they're missing you and want you home." I gave him a reassuring smile.

"Yeah, I bet they totally are too."

As the helicopter lifted off, I looked out the window. Peace was such an unusual thing for me, but it was a good kind of unusual. After all I had been through… I deserved some peace.

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Vilnius felt different after being away from it for so long. It was almost as if nothing and everything had changed while my brothers and I were gone. As we walked down the street with Feliks, my eyes wandered over every detail of my home city. People stared at us, but we didn't mind. We weren't soldiers anymore. We were citizens in uniforms.

"I wonder if mom's alright…" Eduard muttered. I began thinking of the woman whom had raised my brothers and I, the woman whom had tried so hard to protect us from danger, the woman whom tried so much just to keep us happy.

We walked up to the all too familiar house and knocked on the front door. When the said door was opened, the lady behind it went wide eyed.

My brothers and I were soon wrapped in the warm, comforting embrace of our mother, tears being shed by each one of us. Even Feliks was moved to tears by the scene.

"I-I thought I h-has lost you boys…" Our mother cried.

"Y-You didn't… W-We survived it all…" Eduard stuttered.

Our mother's teary eyes turned to Feliks who was standing a few feet away.

"Wh-Who's this young man?" She asked.

"H-His name's Feliks Łukasiewicz. He's a Polish Secret Resistance Battalion Captain, and he saved my life… along with the lives of many, many others. He's a true hero." I explained. Our mother approached the Polish man and hugged him tightly.

"Thank you s-so much, Feliks. H-How could I ever repay you?" She questioned.

"You don't have to repay me. I'm, like, just happy to do my part." Feliks replied, smiling.

My mother unwrapped her arms from around the Pole, smiling.

"Everyone come inside. Relax for a while. I'll make a great dinner to celebrate the return of my boys. You are welcome to stay for a while too, Feliks."

The five of us were soon gathered in the living room, chatting quietly.

"So what was the war like? Not many soldiers around here talk about it." My mother asked out of the blue. Eduard was the first to answer.

"It was tough… We were mercilessly led by the Commander of the Russian Army into China… We were ambushed in a field just over the border, and it was horrible… Our Regiment, the 1st Levyĭ Regiment, lost the majority of its men in the fighting... It almost lost Raivis and I. We were hit by a mortar round at our own mortar position… I managed to stay awake and suffer through my wounds, but Raivis… He went into a coma, and had some pretty serious wounds… We both survived though. I'm not quite sure what happened to Toris. By the time I started paying attention to my surroundings, he was gone." He explained.

"As it turns out, all three of us had been experimented on after we were taken from here. You two got some kind of enhancements done to you among other things… But me… I had a chip in my skull that was salvaged from 2031. I didn't know it was there until I was taken to some place near Kaliningrad after the Invasion of China. Ivan had knocked me out after our medic had started working on Eduard and Raivis… And apperantly had taken me to some labs where I discovered I had the chip in my head. I escaped the labs with some help from a Kazakhstani man named Aalem… And was soon on my way back here. In the midst of my traveling, I discovered that what Ivan had told me about the chip was true. It did release information into my mind, albeit very painfully. I was sitting there against a tree in complete agony, and I screamed, being heard by two Secret Resistance Battalion affiliates. One being a man named Arthur, the other being Feliks here." I motioned to the Polish man sitting next to me.

"They helped me out, and soon took me into Lithuania where I learned how serious the problem with the chip in my head was. I was in the hospital and they had taken x-rays of my skull… The wires of the microchip snaked all around my brain, and were extremely close to places that would kill me if damaged. We made the decision to head to Coevorden, Germany to get it removed by a brain surgeon named Ludwig. When we got there, the surgery went on successfully. The chip was disposed of, and I had to head back to Lithuania. Feliks couldn't come with me though. It kind of killed me a bit inside since I had grown to trust him in such a short amount of time. But anyways, I came back to this beautiful nation to meet up with Arthur, the British man from before, and what happened was rather… adventurous. We traveled across Russia on foot, trying to get to Novokuznetsk, where Eduard and Raivis were, without being found by Authorities. We ended up in some city…Komsomolsk I think it was… But we ended up meeting the sister of Commander Braginski, and everything spilled over for me when she complimented her brother. I told her everything he had done to me. And then I stormed off. Arthur got pissed off that I had done that and we began to argue. I punched him in the face then went off on my own, which wasn't smart. All I had was a map, which was useless because I have the navigations skills of a rock." Light laughter was received from my small joke, which made me smile.

"I got lost in the barren wasteland of Russia, only realizing that after three days of traveling nonstop. I broke down in the middle of nowhere, to be found by an elderly Russian General who actually lived out there in a secret underground home. General Winter, as he liked to be called, helped me recover from my ordeal, and navigated me to the 1st Levyĭ Regiment's camp in Novokuznetsk. When I got there, he helped me over the fence, and we separated. Little did I know that he had contacted the S.R.B.'s of many different places when he got back to him home. But anyways, I walked into the camp where I was soon confronted by the very man who had led me into China without mercy. He aimed his gun at me, and we argued for a bit. But… Something happened and I ended up taking the gun from him and continuing on to find Medic Vainamoinen in the Infirmary… He was the guy whom had saved Eduard and Raivis' lives, and he was in horrible condition. He had a leg missing, and his eye was gone… Man, he wished for death, but I stopped him. He was a hero to me, and I knew he had family back in Finland where he came from. At some point in our conversation, he told me where Eduard and Raivis were. I went to where he had told me, and I found them. We were reunited after so long of being apart. I can't express how it felt… But I knew we weren't safe yet. We ended up taking Vainamoinen with us to escape in a truck behind the infirmary. Everyone was in except for me, and as I walked around to truck to get to the driver's side, three heavily armed Russian soldiers and Commander, actually General Braginski then, spotted me. I ended up tossing Braginski's gun from earlier aside and heading to some building that was like an interrogation building and began to negotiate on some things with him. We were just about to shake hands, agreeing on a deal that would break apart my regiment and send the dead back to their respective places, and dub him innocent of any crimes... But just before our hands touched, an explosion rang out. Braginski and I both rushed outside to see what had happened, and I soon discovered that the S.R.B.'s of many different countries were infiltrating the base. I tackled General Braginski from behind, holding him down until I got assistance from some Lithuanian, yes, Lithuanian S.R.B.'s. They took him away, and I returned to my brothers and Tino, that medic… I found them on the ground, surrendering to some Polish S.R.B.'s, and there, standing right in front of me, was Feliks. When we realized who we were, Feliks quickly let Eduard, Raivis, and Tino up. We left the camp in a helicopter, heading across Russia to Finland, where we would drop off Tino. When we got there, it was very emotional… He was reunited with his family, and his young son… It was so heartwarming, just indescribable… There are no words to even begin to describe what it was like to have brought that medic home. But anyways, after we had left… we came here, and thus came back home to you, mother." I think that was the most I had ever spoken in my life. I had just told my story, the story of my time in the war.

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Later that night, about an hour after sunset, Feliks was getting ready to depart. He was sitting on the porch outside, staring up at the stars, and I was sitting next to him. My mother and my two brothers were inside doing whatever.

"You ever, like, wonder what life would be like if this war totally never happened?" Feliks asked. I looked to him for a moment, and smiled as I looked back up at the stars.

"Yeah, I do." I replied.

"What do you think it would totally be like?"

"I think… I think it would be a lot less stressful, and a lot less heartbreaking. I think of all the men who died, and all their loved ones who suffer because of it. But without this war, I never would have met the great men who've made a difference. Like you, for instance."

"I'm not that great."

"Yeah, you are. You may not realize it, but you've saved hundreds upon hundreds of lives by starting the Secret Resistance Battalions. And even when you're not affiliated with them anymore, your legacy will live on."

"But what about you? You got the tyrant General of the Russian army captured and sent to prison for his crimes against his own Armies."

"I'm no hero. I'm just a man with a sense of good."

"You've totally got far more than that, Toris."

"Like what?"

"I don't really know. But you do. It's, like, hard to explain."

I chuckled lightly.

"I know what you mean. It's that unspoken quality that people have when they've been through too much to comprehend."

"Totally."

"You know, Feliks, I'm glad you were the one to find me in that forest in Russia… Without you, I probably would have never gotten home."

"It was my job to do that… But to be honest, I'm glad I, like, rescued you too."

"We'll both go down in history for what we've done… You being one of the men to found the very first Secret Resistance Battalion, the one to faithfully rescue soldier after soldier, the one to assist the innocents in this war…"

"And you'll go down as the soldier who survived hell to rescue those he cared about, the one who put everything behind for the sake of those who mattered…"

We both smiled at eachother, and then looked back up to the stars. My hand slowly reached over and clasped Feliks' gently, a faint blush creeping onto both our cheeks. Neither of us peeled our eyes away from the sky above though.

"I'd like to see you again someday, Feliks… As more than just a friend." I said.

"Totally… I would too. When I give up my position as Captain and head back to Poland, maybe you should come with me."

"Yeah… That sounds good to me."

"Yeah… Hey Toris?"

"What?"

"Do you think this is the last war there will ever be?"

"No… Everyday… It's just a different war. Another day, another war."

"Another day, another war, huh? That sounds about right."

"Yeah… Another day, another war…."