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"No…no…this can't be happening," I said softly as I gripped Wales' shoulders in fear. Why…why are they fighting each other?! The alien named Kurtir then let out another laugh that made my body shiver with fear. What…what has that alien done to my friends?!
"That's it dear low-life nations of Earth. Believe what you see. Believe what you hear. Believe it till you are dead by your friend's hands. Except for the lucky guy that happens to be the last survivor. Him, I will kill myself," said Kurtir with a smile. No!
"Hallucinations. He has the power to give people hallucinations!" whispered Wales. Hallucinations...that's not fair! I…I got to tell them the truth!
"Ge…" I started to scream before Wales suddenly put her hands over my mouth.
"Don't!" she harshly whispered as she turned her head to look at Kurtir, who was looking at my friend's hurting each other with unbridled glee. How…how can he be so happy?!
"If Kurtir finds out that you're here, he will make you hallucinate too," said Wales when she faced me again. But…I can't just do nothing! My friends are going to die!
"What should we do?" I whispered right after Wales took her hand off my mouth.
"Stay here. I'll save them," answered Wales as she took out her long knife.
"But…" I started to protest as I looked at the all the fights before us.
"Kurtir doesn't think I exist remember? He won't notice nothing's wrong till it's too late." The fights are getting worse….what if on the way to Kurtir, Wales get in the way of them fighting and she gets…I shook my head. I didn't want to think about that possibility. Then I thought of another way for Wales to save our friends without risking her life.
"Since Kurtir can't hear you, can't you just yell out that they are hallucinating?" I asked, getting to feel pretty confident that Wales will end up following my suggestion. But my confidence ran away when Wales shook her head.
"Prussia, China, and Russia can't hear me and everyone else still would be hallucinating even if I did yell. No, the quickest way to save them will be for me to kill Kurtir myself." Then without another word, Wales ran straight into the room, her knife held out beside her.
I wanted to call out to her as she ran, to tell her to come back. But I knew that it would only make things worse if I did. So instead, I anxiously folded my hands and put them near my chest as Wales dodged my friends and their missed attacks on each other. C'mon Wales…c'mon, you can do it. You can save them without getting hurt yourself.
"Ah!" cried England as one of Canada's arrows grazed his arm. England! Wales stopped and looked back at the small amount of blood twinkling down her brother's arm. She looked like she wanted to call out, but she gritted her teeth instead and kept on heading towards the still smiling Kurtir. Suddenly, a new feeling besides horror and anxiety planted a seed in my trembling heart. England got hurt and Wales can't comfort him now because of you…
I happened to glance at Canada's face and saw that he looked positively serious and furious as he continued his onslaught on his brother. I instantly remembered when Canada mourned America with England and Wales, as well as when he killed Tussia for almost killing Wales. He…he loves his family…he wouldn't do anything to hurt them, but you're…making him think that he isn't hurting his brother…
"Take this you monstrous cat!" I heard Germany exclaimed. I turned my head and my heart skipped a beat when I saw Germany, with a bloody gash on his arm, squeezing Japan's neck with his whip. Japan struggled against him but Germany didn't let go. Germany no! You don't know what you're doing! Both of you don't know what you're doing! Please stop before you kill each other! Please!
"Germany, stop!" cried Wales fearfully as Japan began to struggle less and less. But Germany apparently did not hear her, as he continued to kill my dear friend. Are Kurtir's illusions so powerful that they can't even hear her? Wales tried to run to them instead of Kurtir but China's wok missed Russia and rapidly headed towards Wales' head. Wales!
Luckily, Wales saw it in time and missed it, but in order to do so, she had to roll on the ground. Then, as if that wasn't enough, France and Prussia started to fight right near Wales and she had roll away from them in order to not get trampled by them. Please don't die Wales, please don't die Wales...
Meanwhile, Germany was ever closer to successfully strangling Japan, our fellow Axis power, our very close friend. A cold hand of terror clasped his icy fingers around my heart, and clasped it so tight that it hurt. Germany…stop it! If you kill him…you will never forgive yourself! I looked back at Wales, who was frantically trying to save Japan but the others' struggles prohibited her from even getting closer to them. She's…not going to get to them in time! Oh, if only she was as fast as me! Then everyone, including her, would be safe by now!
Then, so quickly that I couldn't believe my eyes, several things happened at once. Japan suddenly threw himself backwards, causing both of them to land on their backs. This caused Germany to loosen his grip, and Japan immediately took this opportunity to throw the whip off his neck and take a breath of precious air. Unfortunately, that was the only good thing to happen.
"Conducto!" exclaimed England as he threw a purple magic ball at Canada, which hit him square in the chest.
"Canada!" screamed Wales as Canada flew backwards, crashing onto the wall. Canada then slid to the ground, his eyes closed and body motionless. He…he isn't…
"Aaaaah!" cried China in pain, as a kick from Russia caused him to land on his broken arm. Russia, with a creepy smile, walked towards him, his pipe raising higher and higher. And to my despair, China was making no attempt to get away.
But none of those sights was the worst thing I saw at that moment. Because while Canada wasn't moving, there was a chance that he was still alive. Because while China was in danger of dying by Russia's hands, he still had a chance to survive. But not Prussia. As I stared in shock and horror as France's fleuret in the middle of his chest, even I knew that there was no way Germany's dear older brother was survive that.
"NOOO!" cried Wales in grieving horror as France took his sword out, causing Prussia to fall down on the ground, his blank eyes wide open in shock. No…no…this can't be…not Prussia…not my friend Prussia...My thoughts were interrupted as a purely evil laugh was heard out of Kurtir's lips.
"Man, do I love my gift! I mean, I don't understand how anyone cannot love seeing friends unknowingly kill each other! It's the best thing ever!" Kurtir continued. As he continued to laugh, I felt my blood begin to boil. My world begin to turn the color red, especially the area where Kurtir was. How…dare…he. HOW DARE HE LAUGH! HOW DARE HE USE HIS 'GIFT' IN THIS WAY!
Without another thought and relying on pure fury, a feeling I have never felt before, I speedily ran into the room, dodging my friends and their weapons without a problem. How could he laugh at Prussia's death?! How could he laugh when my friends dying by each other's hands?! Doesn't he know how the others will feel, especially France, once they know what they have done?!
Like a bullet, I ran straight to Wales, who had saved China by tripping Russia, causing him to fall flat on his face. Right before I reached her, I saw Prussia closing his eyes and giving a small groan. Even though I was relieved that the spirit objectification worked and Prussia was alive again, I was still angry that he had died in the first place.
"Sorry Wales," I managed to mumble as I quickly grabbed the knife away from a tear-stained Wales. I got to do this. I got to show him that he can't do this and get away with it.
"Italy!" she cried as I speedily ran away from her. I ignored my new dear friend, my eyes only for Kurtir. While I had run through the room, Kurtir just kept on laughing at the pain of my friends, not noticing that I had even entered the room.
That is, until I was a few inches away from him. Only then, did he hear my footsteps, making him turn his head to face me. Only then did he see me, making his eyes go wide with fright and surprise.
He raised his hands to make another illusion, but it already too late for him. With a yell that was full of my righteous fury, I made a small leap towards Kurtir while one of my hands grabbed one of his shoulders. Within a second, I pulled him closer to me while my other hand, gripping Wales' knife tightly, went through Kurtir's heart.
Kurtir made a small sound before we crashed to the ground, with me gripping the knife that was still through his heart. When we were on the ground, I looked at Kurtir's eyes and saw that like Tussia's and Gunbery's, they had no sign of life in them whatsoever.
It was only then did I pull out Wales' knife. I let out a sigh and chuckled inwardly. Who knew that running away so often will result in me defeating the enemy, let alone actually kill him?
Okay, making Italy snap is officially on my not-to-do list. In any case, how did you like the chapter? Please leave your comments/review and I will update soon!