It was now 31 December. The last day of 2029, the year in which Europe as we know her, completely changed.

Civil wars have erupted in a lot European nations, as mostly affected were France, Germany, UK, the Benelux states and Sweden.

Only Russia, Poland, Hungary, Austria, Switzerland, Liechtenstein, the Baltics and North Italy remained safe and allowed thousands of Western European refugees into their lands.

Iceland and Finland also remained safe, and Finland accepted Swedish refugees. But the things changed; on 26/8 there were attacks in two Icelandic towns, and on 21/12 there was a shooting in the Finnish capital. They were all carried out by ISIS.

North Italy watched through the window in his hause in Venice. It was night and the stars were twirkling. It looked so peaceful, so quiet, so... normal.

In few minutes, the fireworks would appear and the new, better year, 2030, would begin.

N. Italy took a deep breath. He was thinking about the future.

Later, someone arrived into his room. Veneziano looked back. It was Russia.

"Hello, Italy!" Russia called.

"Hi, Rus. How are you?"

The man with the scarf laughed:

"I'm fine. And you?"

"Ve~" the Italian boy began "I'm wondering what is going to happen in the next year... I know, the war in Europe is continuing, but I'm afraid that we will lose and those illegal aliens will only take money and impose Islamic culture to Europeans."

"Well, you, the Westerners didn't listen to my advices. I'm glad that you finally realised what is happening and you managed to protect yourself, your lands and your people. And, don't worry. In the final battle which is going to be in Vienna, we are going to win. I promise."

Those words made Veneziano to smile. He said:

"Thank you for the support."

Right after this, 1 January came. 1 January 2030. The first day of the new year. The fireworks lightened up the dark night sky. There were fireworks around whole Europe, and of course, all nations who celebrated New Year on 1st January.

North Italy went outside. He saw happiness and a new hope. In his mind. He imagined also the final battle, in which he never loses hope and fights for the sake of Europe. White Christian Europe.

Several days later...

On 4 January, North Italy walked around his border with France. Islamic Southern France, where abductions, rapes, murders and arson were common. That time everything was okay. The view looked nice; the Vallée des Merveilles valley was seen, near to the French town of Marton. There were also several tourists from Eastern Europe; two Russians, two Belarusian women, two Polish men, a Lithuanian man, two Estonian men and an Ukrainian lady. There were also French cops, a car passing by around the beautiful area.

Suddenly, N. Italy heard a common voice behind him calling:

"Bonjour, Italy!" it was France. The actual France, Francis.

"Ciao, France."

France smirked and asked

"What are you doing here?"

N. Italy answered:

"U-uh, nothing. Just watching the landscape. It's so beautiful. And also the weather is so hot. Phew." right after this, North Italy removed his jacket. It was pretty warm for a January. "I have an idea."

The French dude raised an eyebrow and inquiried:

"Oui, what is it?"

"Well," the young Mediterranean nation began "I need to build a border barrier. I did that with my border with S. Italy, and since I want to stop these illegals completely, I need to do that and with my border with you, France."

France's expression got a bit puzzled. He asked:

"Bon, but you will miss the view of the Vallée des Merveilles, which you love, right?"

"Yeah, I do miss my bro, but I have built..."

BAM BAM BAM

Unknown, armed men wearing black clothes, covering 3/4 of their faces and welding guns began shooting.

The two Poles, two Belarusians and the Lithuanian were shot to death and fell on the ground, murdered. During the shooting, two Estonian men and an Ukrainian woman were injured. The shooters attacked also two Russian tourists, a French cop and a French driver, and kidnappped them.

After he saw, Italy became scared. Really, really scared. In the beginning, the Vallée des Merveilles area was so peaceful, and now...

France was also frightened by the happened.

"That's it!" Veneziano shouted "I build a border barrier! I want to remain a safe country!"

Then, N. Italy left the area. France was looking at him with worry and fear. But the French didn't followed the Italian.

On the next morning...

North Italy began building the wall on his border with France. He wanted to protect himself. From the plague. The plague of illegal 'immigrants' who took al the money and are imposing Islamic culture and Sharia law to the European nations. N. Italy wanted to protect himself, do not end like Germany, France, England or Sweden. Or like his brother.

While N. Italy was building that wall, France went to him.

"Italy?" France asked "You must to leave your job for a while."

North Italy responded slightly angry:

"Why?"

"Me, you and your police shall look for the kidnapped two tourists, driver and a cop. We will do that together."

Veneziano took a deep breath and said:

"Ve~ since we will work together, okay then."

Then the French and the Italian left the area where the wall was almost built.

Several minutes later, France, Italy and the Italian police stopped in front of a small, wooden, abandoned house.

"We maybe should go there." France whispered.

In return, North Italy stammered:

"A-are you s-sure? It c-could be d-dangerous there..."

"Oh hon hon hon~" France laughed "Don't worry. Since there is a police with us, we are in safe."

After those words, North Italy agreed. He, his cops and France entered the small house.

When he looked around, Italy saw something quite shocking. The kidnapped French and Russians tied with a rope, and with their mouths shut by tape! There was fear in their eyes, it looked like they needed help.

The Italian police went to them, and... set them free. Very quickly. The kidnapped were a Russian couple in love, man and woman, and two French - both men, a cop and a driver.

After the good, brave action, N. Italy smiled and said:

"Ve~ France. This is how to help people, captured by..."

BAM BAM BAM

The armed guys who shot and injured/murdered several Eastern European tourists, began shooting again!

That shocked Italy even more, and he ran away, as France shouted:

"RUN!!!"

North Italy, France, the tourists, the cop and the driver managed to escape the house, but N. Italy was shot, and however, he remained alive. The French cop, the French driver and the two Russian tourists were also injured, while the Nation of France was ok.

Veneziano and France hid behind a rock, near the Vallée des Merveilles area, where the first shooting happened.

The Italian cops, the two French and the Russian pair left the dangerous area and went to more safe place.

"And," France began "What do you think happened?"

N. Italy answered:

"Ve~ I don't know. But I found out that CasaPound Italia thinks that the attacks were carried out by 'Islamic State', but we aren't sure..."

The French man smirked:

"Do you know? 'ISIS' has moved from the Middle East to Europe in August last year. Most fighters are from Southern France and Southern Sweden. Remember 26/8? The attackers were detained in Denmark. The leader of the group has made a video about Islamisation of Iceland. The attacker is named as Mohammed Afatti Al-Qued. He is a 38-years old Moroccan, who moved to Sweden in 2015, and was charged for different crimes. Somehow, he managed to escape and with others who support ISIS and radicalisation, moved the group into Europe. The perpetrator of the Helsinki shooting was also a member of that group."

After these words, North Italy took a deep breath and said:

"I know..."

"Also," France added "I don't think that those attacks are carried out by ISIS. I deny that. I don't agree with CasaPound Italia."

Instead of answering, N. Italy got up and left France alone.

Several days later, on 9 January, Iceland and Wales were together in Cardiff. They were best friends, and in most times were together. Except Wales, Iceland's other buddies were Hong Kong, Liechtenstein, Estonia, Latvia, Sealand and Ireland.

Wales and Iceland were leaning on a fence, and in the opposite, there was a field with sheep. Thr two young nations were watching the sunset, as Wales twirled a leek and Iceland looked emotionless.

"So, Icey," Wales began "I'm sorry, that I will talk about it, but..."

Iceland raised her eyebrow and snapped:

"What?"

The Welsh girl with the glasses and the leek answered:

"Hmmmmmmm, I know that this happened in August, last year, but I need to talk about it."

"Okay." the Icelandic one said, as she crossed her arms over her large breast. (Nyo) Iceland had a really large breast for her age, but she let Ukraine, Hungary, Ireland, Belgium, Portugal and Belarus to win, while Wales's breasts were kind of small.

"Remember 26/8?"

Those words triggered Iceland. She remembered the attacks in her country, that were carried out by ISIS.

"Yes, and?"

Wales responded:

"Are there any news about that?"

"Well, in October, last year, three videos were found. Two showed the bombings, and the other one - the leader of the group of attackers..." Icey took a deep breath "insulted my people... Before the videos to be found, when Denmark was building a wall on the German border, the Danish police arrested the perpetrators near Flensburg, a German town which was a long ago Danish. The perpetrators were eight in the beginning, all Moroccans. Only the leader was named - Mohammed Afatti Al-Qued. He is also the leader of 'Islamic State of Southern France and Southern Sweden.' Later, five more suspects were arrested with connection to the attack. That's it. Why do ask?"

Wales cleared her throat and said:

"And I don't know. I find it interesting. And sad..."

"I see." Icey said" Now, I should go to..."

"WHERE YA SHOULD GO?" Ireland, who was secretly behind the two younger nations beamed.

This startled Icelans and Wales, but mostly Icey.

"Uhhhhh," Iceland mumbled "To a walk."

Wales asked:

"Can I come?"

Iceland responded to her with anger:

"Nope."

"Why?"

"It's a secret!"

"Should I tell Norway?" Ireland inquiried.

"NO!!!" Iceland snapped loudly.

After this, Icey left the other two nations to a forest, which was far away.

After minutes of walking, Icey finally met England - her crush. They began dating secretly in October, but no one knew about that, because England told Iceland that she shouldn't tell that to the other nations.

"Icey, is that you?" It was England, and he sounded flirty and edgy.

"Yes." Iceland replied.

In return, England asked her:

"Do you want to meet on Oldham Street? It's a normal place."

"Err... No, I can't. I'm busy" she lied.

"This is important - I need to speak to you about something that you like. Be on Oldham Street where I will be, 8:30 PM, and DON'T be late!" the English man warned.

"Okay..." the Icelandic teenage girl mumbled "But now is exactly 8 PM... I'm so excited about the meeting."

Those words made England smirk. He was pretending to be a boyfriend to Iceland. In his mind, he wanted to use her, he saw her as nothing, but a slave.

However, Iceland followed England through the path.

Minutes later, the two were in Manchester, Oldham Street. Exactly on 8:30 PM, as he said.

England and Iceland stopped in front of an abandoned building, on the left of the road.

England opened the door and told Iceland like a gentleman:

"Here you go."

Iceland blushed and smiled. Suddenly, someone blocked the two to arrive. It was The Netherlands.

"Nope." Holland said.

This made Iceland to raise an eyebrow and England to get mad.

"Nedie, what the hell you are doing?! I must let her in!"

The tall Dutch narrowed his eyes and responded calmly to Iceland:

"Icey, you must stay away from here."

"Why?"

"It's very dangerous. There are a lot of men selling drugs. Better don't go there, otherwise I will tell your brother!"

But Iceland didn't say anything and arrived. Inside, it was pretty dark. There were a lot of men, mostly Pakistanis, Arabs, Turks and other Muslims. They smoked and took drugs, some of them also sold some drugs. And one of these men was a nation - Turkey (Sadiq)

When he saw how good-looking Iceland was, Turkey smirked. They knew each other a long ago, and they felt like friends. But Icey didn't notice that Turk stared at her.

Soon after, England stopped in front of a door. He opened the door and said:

"This will be something really special." and he kissed her on the lips.

"Thanks!" Iceland said as she kissed England's cheek.

The two arrived into the room. Turkey also followed them.

Inside, the room was a mess. There was a bed in the right corner, which was prettu dirty, a small window and the walls were colored smoky-gray.

England pushed down Iceland on the bed. Icey's violet eyes widened and stared at England, as the Englishman went and leaned closer to her.

England went closer to Iceland's ear and started whispering dirty things:

"Ice-baby... Are you ready...?"

Those words made Iceland blush. England took Icey's earlobe between his teeth, which made Iceland to gasp - her eyes always have been sensitive and she hated being touched there.

"Ahh~ yes..." Iceland gasped.

England smirked and said flirty:

"Good."

Right after this, England and Iceland began kissing, on the lips. The kisses were deep and passionate, but it didn't last long.

Britain ran down to Icey's neck and gave it smooches and bites. The Brit sank his teeth onto the Icelandic's sensitive flesh, which made her to gasp and moan.

England unbuttoned quickly Icey's brown white shirt, and exposed her torso. Her large breasts were hidden by her bra.

A few seconds later, England removed Iceland's clothes leaving her half-naked, and right after this - he removed his own pants and exposed his member to Icey's childlike face.

"Suck it!" England ordered.

Iceland stared at England's member and thought:

"But if Norway finds about it...? Hey, what I'm thinking?! England and I are only boyfriend and girlfriend. I shouldn't be afraid."

In the end, Icelans added:

"It's big..."

After this, Iceland gave in and came over. She held England's member in her hands and took it her mouth.

"Like this?" Icey asked, shivering.

"Oh yeah." England moaned.

Iceland began sucking England's member and swirling her tounge around the tip of it.

England was moaning. Iceland looked confused. Turkey was sitting beside them, and The Netherlands... he watched through the small window. Holland was angry, he planned only one thing - to get Icey out of all this mess and tell Norway about it, so she can be in safe.

Later, England got off his back and pulled Iceland's underpants.

"This will hurt a bit." he said.

Iceland took a deep breath and said:

"Okay..."

Then England dipped his tounge onto her core. She moaned and felt a bit weird. England licked up and down. He dipped his tounge deeper into the young girl's core.

After this, England placed his member into Iceland's core, which was pretty painful, and made her gasp:

"ENGLAND! NO!"

But Britain didn't stop. His member got deeper into her core, that it (the core) began bleeding.

Finally, Icey pushed England away from her and tried to escape, but he took her hand and pushed her down on the bed.

"Wasn't that fun?!" UK chuckled.

The young female nation shouted:

"NO! Set me..." but she didn't manage to complete her sentence, because Turkey placed his large hand on her mouth and began groping her breasts and hips.

But suddenly, someone burst from the door. It was The Netherlands!

Holland managed to push away the two rapists and to help Iceland.

"Is anything alright?" Holland asked.

Instead of answering, Iceland dressed up, shivering.

After she dressed up, Icey turned at him and said:

"Thank you for the help..."

Then she left the building, alone...

Iceland walked around the dark, dirty streets of Manchester, Lancashire, England, UK. She wore the same clothes before the accident - a dark-colored pants, white shirt and ankle-high boots. Her head was nodded down, and there were tears on her eyes. Icey was raped by England, who she felt like a good friend.

Several hours later, she came home...