Savior
Switzerland walked the streets of his country, scouting for any survivors from the brutal war that just occurred. Everybody called it Word War 1, and it sure lived up to its name. It was certainly the largest war he ever took part in. He was poor, and very injured, but he had a duty to perform. So he searched aimlessly for any wounded citizens of his country, anybody who required his aid. It was a foggy, rainy day, and that made spirits sink even deeper. He looked and saw a dark alleyway, he shrugged and strode in. Thinking that this would be the last place he would inspect before he left for his cozy cottage. He walked only a few more paces when he saw a young girl slumped against a wall. She was covered in cuts and bruises and looked very malnourished. Her dress was ripped and torn, and she was filthy. He was still staring in shock at the sight of her, when her eyes suddenly fluttered open. She looked at Switzerland questionably and her eyes narrowed slightly. She has beautiful eyes... He thought softly at the sight of them, so very deep and green... Her eyes reflected her current state of desperation, seemingly pleading with Switzerland. And even in his poor economy, he could not help but feel anxious for the girl's health. She did not look any older then thirteen years of age, and her youth was another cause for concern. He was still thinking to himself when, the girl gave a gentle sigh and he focused back on her. "Are you alright?" Was all the worried nation could say. The girl looked at him and spoke quietly, voice quivering just the slightest, " I... I think so." "Would you like come with me?I can get you some food, water, and a change of clothes." Switzerland said kindly, thinking only of the girl's needs. He held a hand toward her to help her up, and suddenly he remembered something he forgot to ask."And what is you name, little lady?" She smiled and grabbed his hand and stood up. She brushed her dress off and responded shyly, " Thank you. My name is Liechtenstein ." Switzerland blinked in surprise at this, "Your a nation like me." He said dumbly. Liechtenstein laughed at this, her voice ringing like bells, "Of course I am!" Switzerland felt a soft smile begin to tug at his lips and he gave a short chuckle. "I should have known! Well, I will take care of you, Liechtenstein." She wrapped her arms around Switzerland's waist and giggled again, "Thank you, brother!" Switzerland thought that comment over and decided that he liked being called brother.