The borrowed gun was shaking in my hands. I was so scared. Big brother had told me Austria had been murdered. He said he was going to be taken in for questioning and that he'd be right back. He told me to hold on to this and to not hesitate to shoot at anyone who looked suspicious.
My whole body started to tremble. I really didn't want to let him down…but…but…I really don't think I could do something like that. He had tried to teach me to shoot one of the guns, but that hadn't ended so well. I was way off target. I didn't think I could shoot one of these things again. My fingers were sweaty as I tried to keep a tight grip.
Did I hear something? I completely froze up. It sounded as if something was coming my way. Why wouldn't the wind stop rustling the leaves so I could hear properly? I wished big brother were here. I wouldn't have to be scared out of my mind. We could just enjoy the day and have a picnic like we always did.
I counted to myself. 1…2…3…4…How many more until he figured out where I was hiding. I had to think. What would big brother do in this situation? I took a deep breath. I needed to be brave. I took a swift peek from the tree I was hiding behind. There was a dark figure standing not to far from where I was. I held my breath and pulled the trigger. I heard the sound of bullet on wood. I had missed. They were coming to get me. I started to cry.
"Holy crapola!" The voice sounded familiar. I chanced another peak over. I recognized who it was this time.
"Italy? Is that you? Why are you here? You're trespassing, you know. Big brother wouldn't like that you came over." I said in a shaking voice.
"Oh Lichtenstein, you look so cute when you act like your older brother," Italy said. I relaxed a bit. I could feel a small blush come to my cheeks.
"There's no need to worry. I've come to take care of you!" Italy said.
I came out from behind the tree. "I really don't think that will be necessary. Brother should be back anytime now, but thank you for your concern."
"Oh? I guess that means that I'll have to rush this a bit."
It was too late to hide. I was like a deer in headlights. Italy had pulled a gun out of his shirt. He aimed it right towards me. I didn't understand. I still had the gun in my hands, but I couldn't move.
"It's a shame really. Your pairing wasn't even that strong. I couldn't really find any concrete evidence from it. Still, there was a possibility and I simply couldn't let an opportunity like this pass up."
I could barely hear the shots as Italy fired into my stomach, my chest. I knew that they would be loud. Everything was fading. Tints of red and black seared through with excruciating pain. My weapon fell through my hands. Switzerland, you would forgive me, right?
I couldn't believe Angleterre was going to make me do something like this so late. The sun was even beginning to set. Oh well, I guess it couldn't be helped. It wasn't like I had plans anymore. Once I learned that Austria had been murdered, we cancelled our plans to go drinking. The news was just a bit too shocking. My idea of a good evening wasn't searching through the woods for a few bullets, though.
I saw a figure in the distance. Was that Switzerland? No, that wasn't possible. I could see the girlish figure through the many clothes. Plus, Switzerland was being questioned by Angleterre. This was Lichtenstein. It would probably be best to tell her that I was here.
"Oy, Lichtenstein!" I called out, but my voice had been covered up by the sound of gunshots.
Lichtenstein slumped down. Another figure was revealed from behind her. My eyes went wide. That couldn't possibly be…I didn't want to believe it. How could Italy possibly…?
"I must have been lucky tonight," Italy said as he stepped over her body. "I didn't think I'd have this opportunity so soon. Your pair is almost popular. Germany would praise my efficiency!"
I was shocked. Italy had always been so innocent. What was I supposed to do? I needed to buy more time.
"Are you doing this for Germany? His death was an accident. It was nobody's fault. You know that! He probably wouldn't like you doing this!" I said. I needed to move. I needed to get away. I at least needed to tell someone who was behind everything.
Italy's smile slipped off of his face. "You're right. He wouldn't want me to do this. I'm not doing this for him though. I hope he'll forgive me in heaven. I probably won't be able to join him there."
It wasn't enough time. Italy's bullet ripped through my heart. In my head, I laughed at the irony. I had broken the hearts of so many people. As my consciousness was fading, I couldn't even move my hand to give any sort of clue to Angleterre. I could only pray that he could stop Italy before more innocent people got hurt.