Canada's PoV

"Is that smoke?" Iona says when we come to my street.

"Yeah…" America says. "And it looks like it's coming from your house, bro!"

America, Iona and I begin running to my house.

"Seychelles!" I call out as we come up to the house. The house is still intact but it won't say standing much longer. The front of the house is crumbling. I can't see the door anymore and where the kitchen is, is where the fire's strongest.

I run around to the side to where Seychelles's window is for her bedroom. "Seychelles!" I call out again.

Seychelles's PoV

I hear my name being called out and crawl to my window. I look out and standing there on the ground is Canada.

"Canada!" I shout and stand up. I breathe in smoke and begin coughing and kneel again.

"Seychelles! Open the window!" I hear him say. I begin starting to push the window open but it's impossible.

"It's stuck!"

"Go to the room over!" he tells me.

I crawl to the door and I'm about to open it when I hear cackling.

The fire's outside my door!

My hand floats over the handle as I debate what I should do. All of a sudden, I grab the handle, ignoring the burning on my hand, and yank the door open. I run out into the flames, not thinking at all. I turn right and run to the next room, feeling the fire burn my limbs and face. I open the door and get in and shut it again quickly. I'm in agony. My face and limbs are burning and I feel like they are being eaten away…

Everything's a blur until I hear Canada shouting my name again. That seems to bring me to my senses and I rush over to the window and open it. "Canada!" I shout.

Canada looks up and shouts, "You need to jump!"

"Are you crazy?"

"Non! If you don't jump, you might die!"

I think for a second. I can hear sirens very close-by and the cackling of the fire. I feel the heat of the fire and my head go all fuzzy. My vision blurs and I start feeling faint.

"O-okay…" I climb out the window and sit there, not wanting to jump. "Ready?" I ask, fear present and obvious in my voice.

"Don't worry. I'll catch you."

I let go and I feel myself falling. I scream. Then I feel myself fall into Canada's arms and I stop screaming.

"You got burned…" Canada says, looking very worried. "Let's take you to the medics and see what they can do."

Canada carries me round to the front of the house, and there is a scene of chaos.

Fire fighters are trying to put the fire out, medics are checking for anyone hurt as well as keeping the gathering crowd from getting too close. One of the medics comes rushing over to us when they see my burns.

I feel my head go fuzzy and my vision go blurry again. The last thing I see is America and Iona running over, looking freaked out.