* Listened to Raised by the Wolves by Falling in Reverse while writing this... Kind of thought that this fit the theme right now...*

Ivan looked out his window, seeing that a full blown battle was happening right out his window. He jumped up, putting on his giant coat and light pink scarf to show he was not battling.

He dashed into the hall way, going back to the small door that held the two invaded nations.

Ivan swung the door open, showing two scared men as explosions and gun shots were heard outside. Yes, they've been threw this but they didn't see anything, making it terrifying for them.

" Come!" Ivan said, holding his black gloved hand to the two who were in the corner with their knees to their chests.

Yao shook his head in a 'no' motion, making Ivan sigh.

" Come on! Now!" Ivan commanded harshly, slamming his arm up then back down dramatically.

" Remember what I said earlier!?" Eduard questioned, Ivan shook his head.

" Yes, but you will die if you don't go! They will hit the house soon!" Ivan said looking out the window at the end of the hall, seeing the tanks around the house.

Yao and Eduard didn't want to die, at least not yet. They both got to their feet, rushing over to Ivan who smiled confidently.

" Lets go!" Ivan said as he rushed down the stairs, followed by the two.

Yao and Eduard stopped at the front door as they awaited fresh air, and sunshine though that will be with war, they'd have to deal with it. But Ivan didn't rush to the door, he rushed to the tall cabinet.

Ivan opened it quickly, strapping on a large black gun that had many gears and adjustments.

Yao and Eduard looked at him wirily.

"Are you going to kill us?" Yao asked, serious.

" No. Just the enemy~" Ivan replied, opening the door, showing the chaos and destruction of war.

Ivan stepped out of the house, the gun hung by his side.

No body really gave their attention to Ivan, which he was used to. The tanks and men fighting harshly, trying to put an end to what Ivan helped cause.

The British and German military force was losing chances of winning as the Chinese, Estonian, Russian, and Canadian army showed them no mercy.

Ivan saw Mathew, his torso poking out of the top of the tank like usual, as he shot at men, watching them fall one by one, making Mathew's pain and suffering exit his body with each shot.

Yao and Eduard hid in the bushes, watching the scene of Ivan, only with a gun, wave his arms as to draw attention to himself.

He was trying to grab Mathew's attention, letting him know he is ready to fight and to come and pick him up. But, it wasn't working.

Ludwig panicked in his tank as he shot at one of Mathew and Ivan's tanks, making a dent in it.

" What the fuck!?" Ludwig yelled out, stressed. " Are these tanks made from kryptonite?!" He yelled again, realizing the tanks would not break down like his and Arthurs.

Arthur was also stressing in his tank, but he looked over at the bushes and saw the two captured, Eduard and Yao.

He rushed to step out of the tank, trying to get them in somewhere so they will be safe.

" GET IN THE TANK!" Arthur yelled, pointing to the tank he was just in, the loud noises of the guns and tanks firing filling their ears to the point anyone could hardly hear.

But they understood the motion, climbing up to get into the tank. Thankfully, Mathew didn't see or he would have shot them down.

Ludwig's metal fortress was shot down by Mathew as he gave out a victorious laugh, tossing his head back dramatically.

Ludwig, still inside had to quickly escape the tank without getting shot by the evil Mathew. He jumped out of the tank, running behind a tree that was near by tocatch his breath, and sort of calm his nerves.

He took out a photo of Gilbert he kept in his breast pocket of his T-shirt underneath his uniform.

" Gilbert... we are losing!" He whispered to himself, dropping his head to the photo letting out a throaty groan. Ludwig held the picture to his forehead as his eyes shut tightly.

His fingers scrunched up, crumbling the photo in his hand. It was only too late before he realized what he did.

" OH no! Gi-Gilbert! I'm so sorry!" He said trying to smooth out the paper at his best, but it didn't work, leaving wrinkles all over the paper.

"We should just surrender..." Ludwig said, sighing

*LAST CHAPTER IS NEXT! And sorry if this seems... short.**