Black Dahlia

Lithuania woke up to the car door shutting. He looked at his watch. Only three hours had passed by. There was still time for him to call Poland after the meeting. The back door opened. He stepped out. Lithuania said thank you to the man driving the car and walked up the steps of the large building. He didn't like being at meetings without Poland. Poland gave him someone to talk to. Everyone here was just boring. But, the good thing is that Russia was kicked out of every meeting that Lithuania was at. He never had to see that evil man again.

Lithuania sat at the other end of the room. America was talking about the wars around the world. Lithuania didn't care for war. Poland did, though. There was times when Poland was in war, Lithuania would worry too much. Poland never got hurt. He normally tried to stay out of it. There was one thing that kept running through his mind. Their marriage. He kept looking at the ring. "...The marriage of Lithuania and Poland..." he smiled down at the ring.

"What'd ya say, Lithuania?" America questioned.

"Huh?" He realized that he said that out loud. "Oh, nothing."

Sealand piped up. "I think he said the marriage of him and Poland."

"Is that true?"

Lithuania looked down. "Yes."

Everyone stared at Lithuania.

"Well, I like it. Everyone else?" England said.

A lot of murmurs flooded the room, liking that they would be married.

"It's official. I mean aren't you guys already dating? It would probably be best." America said, smiling at Lithuania.

"Thank you. I have one more thing to say though."

"What is it?"

"The death of Russia."

More murmurs ran throughout the room. These a little more frantic than the former.

"The death of Russia?" America questioned, getting a 'are you insane?' tone in his voice.

"Yes. I think the countries would fear less if Russia was dead. I know it's illegal, but it would probably make things go a little more smoother. No more countries living in fear. I can get my brothers back. They can have their independence."

America looked at Lithuania with shock. "I never thought I would hear this coming from you, Lithuania."

"I've thought about it for the longest time. I know that Poland wants to kill Russia himself. My brothers call me everyday telling me what Russia has done to them. It would be the best for everyone.

"Didn't Latvia say he wanted to go with me?" Lithuania heard Germany say.

"He does."

"What about Estonia?" someone said.

"He wants to fend for himself. He would just back to his own country."

"I don't know about that Lithuania. It is illegal, but if we can get every country to say yes, it could happen."

Lithuania smiled to himself. One of his top priorities was going to be taken care of. If Russia was dead, everything would go smoother.

The meeting ended sooner, things about the marriage and Russia's death popping up here and there. Lithuania was excited. He couldn't wait to tell Poland. Lithuania grabbed his phone out of the coat pocket. He pressed the numbers to Poland's number. "Hello?"

"Poland! I have good news."

"Oh really? Tell me."

"I talked to America. I told him about the marriage. He said that it would work perfectly."

"Yay! That's so like, awesome!"

"I know. It can't wait."

"Neither can I. Well, I'm going to let you get on with whatever you're doing. I love you."

Lithuania blushed at the statement. "I love you too, Poland."

He hung up the phone. He walked down the street to his hotel. He really wished Poland was here. It would make him feel much safer. He kept walking down the road, no citizens in sight. It's kinda creepy for it only being eight on a Saturday night. Lithuania sighed. He would be out of here in a few days.

At least he thought he would be.

The nation walked past an ally. Two hands grabbed the smaller nation and pulled him in. Lithuania struggled but the hands wouldn't let go. He tried screaming but the person covered his mouth when he took in air. Lithuania started to see dark spots cloud his vision. He fell unconscious in the mans arms.

Lithuania woke up in a large warehouse. He was chained to a large metal pipe that came out of the ground. He had no idea where he was. The little nation screamed for help. There was no reply. The little nation looked around him. He was on a small bed. He looked down. He was naked from his waist- up. Lithuania didn't like this at all. He hated it more when he heard a cheerful whistle nearby. He knew who always sang that cheerful tune.

"Oh, Lithuania, you look so beautiful when you're scared."