Authors note: I dont anything! Sorry out of character! And sorry if Italy was out of character but I had to make him a bit different enough. If I mispelled anything please let me know nicely please if you dont mind. I hope you like this.

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I was a sitting duck when I was looking around for help or something to hid behind. But no luck for me at least. I know there was one way and it was to fight back. I only know little from Germanys training but when America and Russia are not looking I was watching them fight. And England and France fights too but normally America's and Russia's fights.

Then an idea hit me. I remember America and Prussia were playing Assian Creed when Germany got home. I know I sat there and watched as they assianate a few people ,which was amazing. I also remember if they had to run away they would run on top of roofs which brought that idea to my mind.

I looked over to the wooden boxes and breakable pot which a made quick staircase to escape. When the staircase was done they appeared around the corner yelling, which I quickly ignored and start climbing in the fastest pace I could. It was a little difficult to do while being shot by three people and have an injuryed arm but I didnt complain, I needed to find help but first plan A was to get away from them.

I was on my last step which I grabbed the clay roof blocks and lifted myself up. And when I did I nearly tripped and falled back down. The clay blocks started to get out of place while I was running and climing,which brought to mind if I could throw it. But I knew I was in deep water which I should just plainly run away. Surely I noticed the next roof was higher than the others which forced me to jump as I sprint like a wild horse in an open area.

I never looked down because I knew each time the roofs got higher that means the buildings are higher and also means I am futhur away from the gound. But I kept running while thinking 'The British are coming, the British are chasing me, the British are going to help me.' lines which increased my speed to full forces of jumps and decreasing of speed each second of time. I knew I was going to get down one way or another. I nearly forgot the people behind me are still chasing me.

I started to get angry while I was running away arguing with my self conicence. 'You coward! Fight back!' they spoken in unison of anger. 'But if I do I might die and I would fail Germany. I have to follow orders.' my legs were starting to get wobbly just from one roof from another. 'Orders! Germany isnt here! I say defend yourself! They took your friends and you are running away, coward!' I wanted to say something else but I knew they were winning. From the corner of my vision they pulled a left instead of a right which made me wonder.

'What are they doing? Why a left instead of a right? Do they still want me or not?' just like that ,one hopped from my far left and aimed their foot stright into my injuryed arm. The force was so strong it knocked me down from the roof onto the solid ground. There was a loud sound of a 'Crack!' which brought pain into my arm, head, some part of my spine and finally my arse. I layed there for merly a second until they appear with python with golden dragon, 45 callaber desert eagle, and a another 45 callaber but it is duled with an exter magzine.

They pointed straight into my postion. I knew I was dead from the get-go.

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Authors note: I dont hetalia. WHAT WILL HAPPEN NEXT FIND OUT NEXT TIME! DUN DUN DUH!