Here it is, the long chapter I warned all of you about. XD

I had a lot of fun writing this one because I did more research on the weaponry and I think some of you will appreciate it.

Enjoy!

Everyone just stood there in distraught. The Nordics were just a few seconds late to the party with weapons in tow. Russia dropped to his knees and didn't utter a single sound.

One of Russia's servants, Lithuania, walked up to him and leveled himself to Russia's shoulder. He asked in a concerning tone, "Sir, are you alright?"

Most people recognized Russia's aura, however as soon as he grabbed Lithuania's hand, grabbed it tightly, and let a tear roll down his face to hit Lithuania's hand. Ukraine ran over to give her big brother a hug he desires. All of the comfort he received made the aura vanish completely.

Sweden walked up to Russia and, of course, stared down at him as usual, but he gave him words of wisdom. "Listen, I know it must hurt that Belarus is gone for now, but we must overcome these upcoming obstacles as best as we can."

The others couldn't say anything better. Sweden was kind enough to walk Russia to his bed. The tall Russian filled the bed and napped the rest of the day away.

While Russia slept Latvia made a comment, a little bit on the blunt side. "Man, I would have never known that his sister had such an affect on him."

However Latvia was true, despite Belarus's incestuous love towards her brother, Russia's spirit was broken.

Meanwhile the others had a conversation amongst themselves. Lithuania was the first to admit Belarus's absence. "Yeah, I do miss Natalia quite a bit."

"Don't fall for the same mistake that Belarus did." Poland looked onto Lithuania making sure that he wouldn't fall under Prussia's trance.

Lithuania sighed back a little disappointed, "But?"

Nevertheless, it was quite necessary to gain everybody's spirits back in order to progress forward. Denmark made the first move a leader more than Hungary. "Regardless of Belarus captured, we must press forward and find a way to save everyone."

A couple days go by and nothing, yet, has changed.

For one day, Sweden and Finland decided it would be a nice treat to cook dinner for their group. The two occupied the kitchen and it was, quite frankly, a sweet moment for alone time.

"Hey wife, can you me hand those pots?"

Finland got slightly mad at Sweden's comment, but he knew Sweden meant no harm. "Why do you do that to me?"

Sweden responded frankly as a joker would. "Just for the hell of it."

Two-fifths of the Nordics continued cooking while the rest of their group, the Neutral countries, and the Baltic countries talked how to actually press forward.

Latvia was the first to propose a valid a solution. "What are we supposed to do now? The next step in our procedure should be some sort of treaty."

"No way! How can we do something like this without Austria's team?" Switzerland got a little worked up over Latvia's comment, but he was able to gather himself without showing any anger towards Latvia.

Russia woke up from his nap, but he didn't want to get out of his bed and thought about a few things. Why do I feel like this? This is not normal. As Russia can be a jerk and scare others out of their pants, he genuinely felt bad and wanted to put it behind him. He put his iconic coat back on and walked towards the others. Everyone was happy that Russia is back in the war.

Hungary raised her hand in the air and stomped her foot on the ground to gain everybody's attention. "Listen, even though three people have sided with Prussia, not all is lost. Remember, they are not acting how they usually would. The next step is to break the seals that are placed on them."

Norway was being a little bit on the shy side. Normally he's talkative, but he said something a little bit on the awkward side. "If you want me to Hungary, I can get some of my ghost friends to help us."

Iceland was slightly creeped out by it. "That won't be necessary."

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Chibitalia continued to cry relentlessly. He just learned that his closest friend did something he could've been part of. In order to reassure Chibitalia that this whole thing wasn't Holy Rome's fault, he went around Italy and asked where people saw him last. Some people said that Holy Rome was around the canals, shops, or the coliseum. Chibitalia ran all over, every single nook and cranny, but he couldn't find him.

More thoughts popped up as his investigation seemed to go nowhere. This doesn't add up right. Why can't I find him?

All of a sudden a bush was rustled and it startled him. He tried to find the noise and started to ask questions.

"Is anyone there? Holy Rome is that you?"

He moaned for a second because no one responded. All of a sudden he gasped by the person who popped out of the bush. "It's a me, your Grandfather!"

Chibitalia screamed, "Grandpa don't scare me like that!"

Rome looked downwards at his grandson with a sorry look on his face. "Sorry, could've came up with a better idea."

Chibitalia was a little relieved, so he asked his grandfather another question. "What are you doing here and why are you so suspicious?"

Rome didn't really answer Chibitalia's question while he flirted and laughed with the local women.

"I guess I will have to do this all by myself." Chibitalia grabbed a map and a bag full of necessities for his quest to find Holy Rome.

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His older brother was really acting creepy and tried to push his buttons. "Icey."

Iceland responded plainly, "What?"

It was enough with the siblings bickering, so Denmark intervened. "Come on you two, we need to go work on our fighting skills."

He gathered everyone for a conference. "I think this would be the appropriate time to train everyone some new fighting techniques."

Liechtenstein has never truly fought in any kind of battle so she asked the perfect question. "What kind of weapon am I going to use?"

Denmark kind of knew her strengths and weaknesses. "Hmm. I suppose a gun of some variety just because of your brother."

Switzerland perked up with happiness. "She could use my K31."

That kind of gun is pretty darn powerful for a little girl to handle. Denmark knew that it wouldn't be a right fit. "No, I think that would be too much for her to handle. More like a semi-automatic weapon."

The two pondered for a minute or two.

Hungary heard their conversation. "Hey, I heard you two were thinking of a gun that she could use. I have a Rast-Gasser M1898 that would be perfect for her." The two guys nodded their heads and were happy with that decision.

Now that one issue has been resolved Denmark was more than happy to continue. "All righty then, we can let the training start. Listen up everyone, the most important part of this battle will be the fight."

Even though Denmark and Sweden do have some reserves towards each other, Sweden did admit one thing about Denmark. "No kidding since you were king of wars years ago."

Denmark felt proud and showed his pride through his smile. "Why thank you Sweden. Now then, if we don't train hard enough Prussia and his comrades will defeat us. I want each and every one of you to focus on different fighting strategies. Sweden and Finland, you two will be our infiltrators. Switzerland, sniper of course and Netherlands you will be the scout for Swissy. Myself, Russia, and Hungary will be the swordsmen. Lithuania and Estonia, I want you two to be the spies. Latvia, I need you to protect Liechtenstein. She will have a gun just in case. Norway, I guess you can use your 'ghost friends' in case anything happens. Belgium and Ukraine, if any of us get hurt I want you two to be the doctors, but if you need to fight to protect us then I will let you so. Iceland, you will help out the girls as well. Poland, do you think you can help back up Switzerland?"

Poland looked up, cocked a smile to the side, and had a thumbs up. "Bro, I can protect him."

Denmark continued on with his mesmerizing speech. "Right now, I want to let know the one most important thing that can help determine the battle. Don't ever let your guard down. If Prussia is capable to turn one of us against us, then our chances for winning go do down the drain."

Initiate training sequence.

"Infiltrators, you will focus on knife work. Spies, how to disarm your enemy when they are right in your face. Snipers, how to make your shooting more precise. Netherlands, just do what you are best at. And finally my swordsmen, keep your weapon on hands at all times. Come with me, I want to show you something." Denmark had one more quick look over at the other nations making sure that they stayed on track.

Denmark wanted to teach the swordsmen something very special. In fact, the technique he was going to teach would be very helpful later.

"I am going to be using my axe as usual, but I learned a fairly new technique. When your enemy wants to strike at your head, it is best to drop your weapon and roll backwards. As soon you roll backwards, spring into a forward roll and grab your weapon, and the impact of your strike should be stronger. I have some special weapons that I have prepared beforehand for you guys. Russia, a Kindjal sword with your initials engraved. Hungary, I present to you one of the most lovely sabers, the Scarce Austro Hungarian railroad officer sword, also engraved with your initials."

Before Russia and Hungary tried Denmark's special move, Iceland brought in a giant cod and went back to help .

Denmark patted the dead cod a couple of times. "Your target, this cod."

Russia and Hungary looked at each other confused and both said, "Seriously?"

Denmark replied happily, "Yes, seriously."

The two sighed from their confusion, but continued otherwise.

"Russia your first."

Russia took a deep breath. The aura surrounded him. Russia let out a scream and sliced the cod easily like butter.

"Hungary, my leader, you are next."

She took a deep breath as well. She lunged forwards and gave a cross shaped slice on it.

Denmark was very happy with his personal swordsmen. "Nice! I need to go check on the others."

Sweden and Finland were doing very well with their knife work.

Denmark thought it would be nice to give the two a comment about their relationship. "Keep it up you two. Such a wonderful couple."

Finland kind of heard his insult, but he simply blew it off. Lithuania and Estonia were doing fine as well just as Poland and Switzerland were.

However, the same could't be said for Liechtenstein. She was having some difficulty with her gun. The recoil was too much for her to handle right now. Denmark graciously offered her some basic tips on handling a gun. "How about you not extend your arms so far. When you do that, they will become hyperextended and you can break your arms that way."

Liechtenstein felt better and smiled. "Okay I'll try that."

She relaxed and then pulled the trigger, but for some strange reason the bullet whizzed across Finland's face. He then lets out his manry scream, "Eeeeek! Careful Liechtenstein!"

The teenage girl was upset that Finland had a major freakout. She scratched her head and wanted to do better than that. "Sorry, I guess I wasn't paying attention."

Switzerland oversaw her sister having problems with her gun. He knew that she needed help the most. He and Poland were in the middle of exchanging advice. "Hey Poland, I need to go help my sister okay?"

Poland knew that helping Liechtenstein had higher priority. "All-righty then."

The siblings spent some time together. An hour later, after some great advice from her big brother, Liechtenstein was able to shoot the bullseye smack in the middle perfectly.

"Thank you big brother." The two smiled.

The progress couldn't move any better. Hungary thought it would be the perfect time to send a letter back to her lover. "I'll send a letter back to Austria how our training is going. Can someone go grab Gilbird for me please?"

Dear Roderich,

I am fully aware of the situation back in North America. The Raven is in my care. We have begun training with Denmark as our trainer. Unfortunately, we have lost Belarus to Prussia and he murdered another innocent woman. Prussia does seem to have the ability you mentioned before. Please do be careful my love. Write back to me when you receive my letter. I will use Gilbird the Raven again as our courier. I hope you can rescue France and Canada.

My love, Elizaveta.

After the letter was written, once again: wax seal, ribbon, and casing. Gilbird was still sitting on the chest from earlier. With the letter in her hand, she attached to Gilbird the Raven's leg. The letter arrived to Chicago quickly within two days.

I simply LOVED this chapter! (How many times have I said that? XD) Long author's note...

Now then the weapons here:

Switzerland's-The K31 is the weapon shown in the anime and from his home country. A good shot of it is when Switzerland shot at Italy when he was naked.

Liechtenstein's-The Rast-Gasser M1898 is a revolver and was used during the Austro-Hungarian wars. I tried to look up a weapon that would come from her own country, but sadly I couldn't find anything. I imagined that most European weapons were shared across the continent for any kind of conflict.

Russia's-The Kindjal sword is quite unique and the most gorgeous sword I've seen from his own country. Pretty much the blade is 17" long. A standard sword used in the 20th century.

Hungary's-Scarce Austro Hungarian railroad officer sword, pretty much as the name implies. This sword in particular was used in both World Wars. The handle as a unique, intricate design that you gotta Google it.

Stay tuned for the next chapters. Please R&R! ^_^