"W-what?" Gilbert said as he was in the state of disbelief.
" Because, I want more land." Canada said putting his sunglasses back on to cover his violet greedy eyes.
" N-no! That's a bad idea!" Gilbert said trying to convince them to repeal the thought.
" Well its two against one, wins by majority." Ivan said as he waked over and rested his hand softly on Gilbert shoulder.
" I'm not doing it!" Gilbert said moving away from the cold touch.
" Yes you are." Mathew said as his hand turned into a fist.
" Why am I?" Gilbert asked, his white eye brows came closer together.
" Because." Mathew started. " I own you now." He said holding up a paper that made Gilbert his territory.
" Right now, you are the Territory of Prussia. Become a country and then I'll take your opinion." Mathew said smiling evilly.
Gilbert was tongue tied, he doesn't remember signing the paper, so they must have forged it. Gilbert couldn't fight back, nor could he change anything. He was trapped in their grip, never able to escape their corrupt hands.
" We go to war tomorrow." Mathew said sitting back in his chair crossing one leg over his other, spinning it to face Ivan who smiled innocently.
" It will be a surprise attack! They wont expect a thing!" Ivan said happily smiling.
Gilbert turned around to go back up to his room, but stopped when someone spoke to him.
" Oh and you're not going anywhere tonight. Don't act like I didn't know that." Mathew said matter of fact-ly.
Gilbert's knees became weak as they almost collapsed over the agonizing weight of fear.
"O-o-ok..." Gilbert said, running up his steps.
Dear Gilbook
I AM SO FUCKING SCARED RIGHT NOW I COULD PISS MY AWESOME SELF. THIS IS NOT GOING AS TO HOW ME AND LUDWIG WANTED. HOLY SHIT I COULD THROW UP RIGHT NOW! I THINK I'M GOING TO BE A PUSSY AND PUSSY OUT OF THIS BUT YET I DONT CARE. I AM SO SCARED I HAVENT BEEN SO SCARED IN MY LIFE. THEY KNOW SOMETHING IS UP WITH ME. APPERENTLY WHEN I LEAVE THE HOUSE THEY KNOW ABOUT IT. I DONT THINK THEY KNOW WHAT I'M DOING, BUT I SEROUSLY AM THINKING ABOUT TRYING TO ECSAPE. THEY WANT TO GO AND INVADE CHINA SO THEY CAN HAVE MORE LAND TOMORROW. I AM SEROUSLY ON THE VERGE OF MY AWESOME EYES TO START CRYING AWESOME TEARS.
Calm down Gilbert...
Ok... But really, I think I'll have to call Ludwig in the wee hours in the morning...
I need to sleep.
See you soon~
Gilbert~
Gilbert shut the book, his 'awesome' tears began to flow.
" I'm so scared.." He whispered to himself as he heard their evil laughter fill the lower part of the house.
'I'm going to call Ludwig later, than I'm going to run away.' Gilbert said as he stood, his shaky hands snaked their way up to his hair as he walked towards the window to look outside as the rain fell.
Gilbert walked away from the window to exit the room.
He went down the hall to enter the bathroom.
But little did he know was a mysterious form snuck its way to his room, retrieved a certain item, and quickly left without leaving a fingerprint of evidence.
Everyone's asleep expect Gilbert as he put his pale hands on the body of the phone that was in his room, dialing a number that he knew by heart.
The phone rang in till a familiar deep voice answered it, irritated.
" Gilbert! I've been looking for waiting for you!" Ludwig shouted angrily only to quickly be hushed by Gilbert.
" SH! They know something's up! They know I'm leaving the house at night!" Gilbert said whispering into the phone
" What!?" Ludwig whispered/ yelled back " Did you find out what they're doing next?" Ludwig asked
" Y-yeah. They're going to invade-" Gilbert was cut off by a buzzing noise before he could deliver the important message.
"He-he-hello?!" Gilbert said, only to be answered by the continuous buzz.
As the buzz continued into the phone, heavy footsteps sounded up the stairs.
Gilberts ruby red eyes were soon missing its pupil, as his hole body began to shake.
The foot steps stopped at what seemed to be at the end of the hall, far from were Gilbert was, but his nerves were still on their ends.
He couldn't move, his fear was too much for him to bear, he felt his stomach turning.
" We know what you do." A voice said as a cold sweat went down Gilbert's back.
" You are a liar." The deep voice went on, " You are sneaky, back stabbing, but." The voice paused. " Oh so clever~" The voice said before the door swung open to reveal two tall men, the darkness took over their appetences so their face remained hidden, but he knew who they were. Gilberts head whipped around at a lightening speed to see the dark forms. He saw one person had the phone cored in their hands.
The darkest men alive.
The Evil Duo.
He saw what seemed to be a hockey stick in one persons hand as a pipe of some sort rested in the others firm grip.
Gilberts body remained still as they stood at the door, with what he imagined evil smiles across their faces.
One of the men came over and gripped roughly onto Gilberts silvery lock, forcefully pulling his head back to look into the eyes of the unidentified person.
He realized it was Mathew once he smelled the sweet maple syrup, his hockey stick held tightly in his other hand.
" Been running your mouth?!" The angered Canadian asked, his grip on the silver hair tightening making Gilbert yelp.
" We have a little spy on our hands. How should we handle this?" Ivan asked as his innocent smile disappeared, being replaced with a demons.
The silence was unbearable as Gilbert awaited his punishment. Mathew's smile grew as he came to a conclusion.
" Death." Mathew said pushing his head forcefully down onto the bed, letting go of his hair.
Gilbert's head sprung up as he saw them with their backs turned, looking at some book. Gilbert quickly, but quietly got up, bolting for door, looking for a way to get away from the mad men.
" HEY!" Mathew said pointing at the albino run down the steps.
He ran into the kitchen and saw that Mathew left his cell phone there.
" PERFECT!" Gilbert yelled to himself as he grabbed it, running out if the back door, the two men behind him running after him.
Gilbert dialed the number once more, his brother answered before the first ring.
" GILBERT YOU HAD ME WORRIED!" Ludwig yelled through the phone.
Gilbert was still running away from the men, his breathing was very heavy.
" Why are you so out of breath?! Whats going on!? " Ludwig asked scared, worried and concerned.
" THEY KNOW!" Gilbert said stopping to suck in air " THEY KNOW WHATS UP AND THEY'RE CHASING AFTER ME!"
"Gilbert! KEEP RUNNING!" Ludwig cried
" THEY ARE GOING TO INVADE-" Gilbert was once again cut off short as a gun shot was heard.
Gilbert fell to the ground, painting heavily with the phone only an arms length away.
Gilberts hand reached for it, Ludwigs screams could be heard.
" Gilbert! I heard a gun! Please stay with me! Gilbert!" Ludwig cried as he heard the heavy paints and foot steps come closer to his brother and the phone.
" C-c-c-china... Their going to invade..." Gilbert said very quietly as he took his last few breaths.
Mathew came up to the German man painting heavily as his half lidded, and slightly lifeless eyes meet his, his red blood oozing out of his chest, covering his white shirt.
Mathew picked up the phone to hear a worried Ludwig.
" GILBERT! GILBERT!? ARE YOU OK?!" Ludwig shouted into the phone.
" He's gone now." Mathew said shutting the cell phone up as he put it in his pocket.
Ivan came up and stood behind Mathew who loaded the large black gun.
" Any last words?" Ivan said some what caringly.
Gilbert painted, gaining the strength to raise his arms to flip them the Gil- bird.
" I'm awesome bitches." Gilbert said as his eyes shut, awaiting the blow.
Mathew smirked and chuckled deeply in amusement.
" Cute." Mathew said shooting the gun right into his head. " But not cute enough." Mathew said putting the gun down as they both made their way back to the house.
Ludwig sat at his desk, the phone still up at his ear, his mouth open widely.
" M-m-my older brother..." He said aloud. " Is dead!" He cried as a tear streamed down his cheek.
Ludwig felt the tears become heavier, his head soon collapsed onto the desk as he let out a loud sob, his arms shielding his head from the outside world, protecting him from the harsh truth.
" Germany?" An Italian accent came into the room " Are you ok?" Feli asked as he walked closer to Germany.
Germany sniffed, lifting his head up from the table as he looked at the Italian man with red eyes.
" Tell Japan that Gilbert is n-n-no m-more!" Germany said collapsing back onto the table, making his sobs louder.
Italy looked at Germany with a sympathetic look, walking out with a tear forcing to escape the rim of his eye.