Horrible Revelations

In one swift movement, Russia charged forward at Latvia. He successfully kicked the pistol out of the tiny nation's grasp. Estonia tightened his arm around Italy's throat.

"Let him go!" Germany launched a wild punch at Estonia, effectively breaking his glasses (A word to the wise- always wear contacts to a fight). Germany took the moment of opportunity to tackle Estonia away from innocent little Italy. A clang of metal sounded behind him.

Russia had Latvia at pipe-point. His dark aura was oozing off his body. It was so thick that you could actually feel it seeping onto your skin. It gave off a cold, menacing feeling of death. Something clicked in Germany's mind. Russia was already mad before this whole time-loop thing began, so what was there to protect him from that?

"You have been very bad, my Baltic states. Da?" It took Germany some time to realize it, but Estonia had stopped struggling. Perhaps it was because he got glass in his eyes? But no, Lithuania had stopped too. And Latvia was on the verge of tears. It seems that the Baltic trio is back to their somewhat-normal selves. Germany thought. Did Russia do this? "And badness must be punished, da?" He raised his pipe.

No, there was nothing to save Russia from his own madness. "Russia!" Germany exclaimed, grabbing hold of the insane nation's arm, standing in between him and Latvia.

"Germany!" Italy cried. This was the third time since this had all started that his best friend had involved himself in a fight.

"Out of my way!" Russia hissed, slamming his forehead into Germany's. Taking him off-guard, Russia kneed him in the stomach. Germany doubled over, and Russia shoved him aside, advancing towards Latvia. Italy scrambled to Germany's side, screaming his name, and then helping him sit up. Italy tilted his head up just at the right time to witness the bloodstained pipe come crashing down onto Latvia's head. The nation moved no more. When the sunflower-loving monster looked up from his deed, he saw nobody but Germany, Italy, and the kid. Estonia and Lithuania were gone. He turned to Latvia's broken form, cradled his head in his arms, and said, "The punishment never fits the crime, da?"

"Russia, you dummkopf!" Germany roared. Russia didn't look up. "We're supposed to be stopping the killings, not causing them!" The air was thick with tension. Nobody dared to speak. The footsteps of a nation approaching stopped them all. "Herr Scotland?"

"It's bad… very bad… Lichtenstein, Switzerland… they're dead…" Scotland was panting, doubled over, leaning on his knees for support.

"No, not another one!" Nao wailed, in his natural voice this time, while Scotland's stomach emptied itself at the sight of Latvia. A sickening, tense, and terrifying moment passed.

"What's going on?" Scotland asked, as soon as he was able to recompose himself. Nao looked at his wristwatch. Then he looked up at the nation, a neutral expression and a hint of grave knowing present.

"You don't need to know. After midnight tonight, you will have no recollection of the events you have seen."

China and Kura were running as fast as their legs could take them. They raced down corridors, through large chambers, and never let even a two-foot distance between them. And they had good reason to. The minute the two of them started to run down a forked passageway, the door behind them slammed shut. They were lucky they were so close. But the voice never stopped laughing. The two of them approached another fork. And they let three feet get between them. A barrier fell between them. They were separated.

"China!" Kura screamed. There was no response. "China!"

"Kura?" A weak voice whimpered. Kura turned around to see another forked path. She walked slowly towards the intersection. And looking down the right path, she saw a dead end, with China's bloodied and beaten form lying by a closed door.

"China!"

"Kura, you left me…"

"We were just back there- and…" Kura stopped. This was nothing more than this foul being's form of entertainment. "How long have you been here?" China's eyes hardened.

"Two weeks…" He growled. "Every night, they come, aru, and they beat me."

"Who? Who comes? I promise we'll both get out of here. China, this is all a mind game made up by that wretch…" She closed her eyes to hold back tears of fear- and when she opened them again, China was gone. "Not again…" Before she could even turn around, a piece of the ceiling fell and became a wall.

"Kura?" The voice was barely a whisper.

"China? China, is that you?" She looked around, but couldn't find him. She ran down a corridor and entered a large chamber. The ceiling was painfully high, and the lights were blinding. But the strange thing was that they came from the floor.

"Kura…" Kura looked up. There, lying on the ceiling, was a hill of carnage that could only be identified as China's almost-remains.

"China, dammit! How'd you get up there? And what happened?"

"You left me… aru… again. I waited for you."

"How long this time?"

"Two thousand~" Kura blinked. Everything went away.

"Kura? Aru?" Kura whirled around to see China, fully functional, staring straight at her. "What's wrong?" Kura shook her head.

"Nothing. This place is playing with our heads. Come on." The two of them resumed running. And then, gravity seemed to shift. They toppled over from one surface to another. They both sat up, groaning.

"Are you okay, aru?" China asked. Thudding was heard behind them. The corridors were chasing them. They got up and ran, keeping their hands clasped, just barely dogging slamming walls and falling ceilings, until they met a dead end. There was a large steel door, but it wouldn't budge. China tried to smash his way through it, but it didn't give. Kura rolled up her sleeves.

"Hit the deck!" She ordered. China turned questioningly, but Kura didn't wait for him to move. She pressed her hands downward, and suddenly, China's body felt 100 times heavier. He was forced to the ground. Even then, his back crushed his ribcage. But as said before, nations don't fall to just anything. However, that doesn't mean they can't feel pain. Squeezing one eye open, China watched the room start to cave towards the ground, the door included. And after what seemed like forever, the intense pressure let up. The door toppled over.

Thoroughly winded, China could only stare up at Kura in fear and wonder. But Kura read him like a book. "You couldn't have warned me before you did that, aru?" He panted.

"No time." Kura shook her head. "Now let's go!" The two of them were about to dash out the door, but Kura stopped them immediately.

"What, aru?"

"Look, man, look!" She pointed. They were floating high above the Earth. And China couldn't tell which country they were over. A series of thuds came from behind them. They whirled around to face the ceiling and walls all slamming the corridor shut. And they were getting closer. "Jump!"

"But we'll never make it, aru!"

"You have a better idea? Hell, you'll survive!"

"I can't…" The two of them yelled over the thudding of the corridors.

"Well let me help you!" Kura gave the nation the shove of his life. She followed right after.

"ARU!"

"HAAAAAAAAANNNNNGGGGGG OOOONNNNNNNNNN!"

The World Conference went as expected, although dead nations weren't there. However, nobody seemed to notice. The G8 who were present seemed to be very disturbed. The psychics were waiting back in Japan's room, guarding him with Prussia's help. They were working with Scarlett to locate Ken and the final tail, and possibly Demoness Ninetails herself. They said something about using Scarlett as a guinea pig, because she had those dog-ears, and seemed immune to the cold. Scarlett, of course, flat out refused, and even threatened to chop of anyone's head that dared to try. The eleven psychics forced her to comply in the end.

Germany managed to keep the peace, not having any explosions going off, or fights starting, or most importantly, nobody died. Italy was clinging to his sleeve, much to his dismay, but he still allowed the young nation to do so. Italy's forehead was pressed into Germany's arm. He was in a light sleep, after being unable to go back to sleep last night for obvious reasons. And Russia seemed to notice one last thing.

"My little sister is not here, da?" Everyone turned to him.

"And what about Ukraine?" Scotland interjected.

"And I don't see Lithuania- or, like, any of the Baltic trio, now that I think about it," Poland observed.

"And where's the Swiss twins?" Australia wondered.

"Wait, where are Austria and Hungary?" Spain spoke up.

"Shut up, tomato bastard." Romano snapped. "Nobody gives a damn." Suddenly, the doors burst open to reveal a very worried Aid. The tall, masked, shady man rushed over to the nearest G8 power he saw, in this case, England.

"Sir England, look." He showed him a newspaper. England grabbed the paper, leaped out of his seat, and screamed a deafening,

"NO WAY!" The nations all gathered around him. The article was clear. The land where all the missing nations' land was (save Japan and China) was all filled in with water. It was as if the land had never been, and the ocean had never left. The nations were beginning to panic. Something was happening to their world, and they knew instinctively that they were powerless against it.

"Herr Aid, what's the meaning of this?" Germany demanded.

"The temporal bubble is slowly erasing Earth from existence."