*Listened to Sharp Practice by Circa Survive while I wrote this... kind of relates in away**

Fewer and fewer tanks for Germany and England stood as Mathew, still, shot at them with no sign of ending.

"Arthur!" Ludwig called over his walkie-talkie, still behind the tree.

" Wh-what Ludwig!? I have Eduard and Yao!" Arthur said happily but still trying to dodge the hits of Mathew.

Ludwig poked his head out from around a tree and saw a light pink scarf swaying in the breeze. He saw Ivan, sitting on the roof with his head in his hands as he watched the battle outside the house go on.

" Ivan's on the roof?" Ludwig said in the walkie-talkie confused.

" He is? Want me to shot the house?!" Arthur asked, excitedly.

" N-n-no! We need to retreat! We have Yao and Eduard, so its sort of a win. We can give them their land back!" Ludwig said.

"Ok. Wave the white flag." Arthur said relived.

Ludwig jumped up from behind the tree, taking off his military coat and his white T- shirt, waving it in the air as a sign of a surrender.

Mathew, still standing out of the tank waved his fist in the air in a victory like he always did.

He jumped down from his tank and the army men jumped and yelled in unison of their victory.

Mathew walked up to Ludwig with a cocky smile.

" Giving up so soon?" He said with his hand on his hip.

" Well... I know I cant beat you." Ludwig started " But that doesn't mean that someone else wont be able to."

" Whatever. Where's Ivan!?" Mathew said looking around for him " Don't tell me I did all this by myself!"

Ludwig pointed to up to the roof. " He's been watching the hole time with that gun..."

Mathew walked away, and went into the house.

Ludwig smirked mischievously, walking towards Arthur.

" I was joking. Lets kill them! He will be off guard! This is our chance!" Ludwig said to Arthur who gave the look back at the blonde German man.

" What happened to the old Ludwig? I like this one!" Arthur said as he took his gun out and cocked it.

" But don't shot yet... wait for my signal..." Ludwig said, putting his hand by Arthur who sighed disappointedly.

Mathew walked up the stairs, then going to Ivan's bedroom door opening it. He walked into the room and opened the window, climbing out to share the good news to Ivan.

"Hey Ivan!" Mathew said happily, putting his hand roughly on Ivan who didn't even flinch, or turn back to look at him.

Mathew shook off Ivan's odd behavior and went on to the news.

" Ivan! We won! We beat them! Well, I did, you just sat up here!" Mathew said, still no reaction to Ivan.

Mathew sat silently, waiting for one noise to come from Ivan, but nothing came. He sat silently, not even looking at him.

" You... you made me a monster." Ivan said lowly, almost to low for Mathew to hear.

" Huh?" Mathew asked chuckling.

" You made me a monster!" Ivan said, still, not turning to look at Mathew.

Mathew fell silent himself, looking at Ivan with shock.

" I- I- I didn't make you a monster! You came to ME." Mathew said growing angry.

" I ONLY CAME YTO YOU BECAUSE I KNEW HOW YOU FELT!" Ivan shouted loudly, making Mathew flinch, never hearing him speak so loudly.

" You would never know how I felt about the hole thing! You would never know! You've never been through it!" Mathew yelled, rising to his feet.

" I know what its like to be ignored... to be lonely... to be, forgotten." Ivan said softly, his face falling soft. Mathew's face became soft as well, his mouth slightly ajar as his violet eyes widen.

" Y-you wouldn't know... you think you do, but you really don't!" Mathew said growing angry again. " Don't act like you know! You are such a-!" Mathew yelled but being cut short from Ivan who rose to his feet as well.

" A lair. Greedy. Selfish.. I've heard them all!" Ivan said as his eyes watered. " I've been threw so much more than you think I have! You're just thinking your a bad ass aren't you?! You just think because you have a little moment of confidence you can take on the world!? Well I bet if it wasn't for me, you'd been killed!" Ivan screamed, rage boiling his blood.

Mathew was lost for word, his mouth hung but open ready to speak the first thing that came to his mind.

" No you haven't Ivan! You're such a dumbass for thinking we'd ever be friends! You're just another country I conquered, but this one willingly gave up! Because you feared what I'd do to you and our country... didn't you?!" Mathew said, smirking thinking he was clever while Ivan thought he was sickeningly wrong.

" I hate you Mathew! YOU'RE THE SELFISH ONE. YOU KILLED ALL THOSE PEOPLE! YOU KILLED YOUR OWN BROTHER! HOW SICK ARE YOU IN THE HEAD WHERE YOU WOULD KILL YOUR OWN BROTHER!?" Ivan screamed, but then realizing he wanted to kill his sister, but no body had to know about that...

" SOLITUDE CHANGES PEOPLE IVAN!" Mathew shouted back. Ivan rolled his eyes.

" IS THAT GOING TO BE YOUR EXCUSE FOR EVERYTHING!?" Ivan asked raising his good arm, about to smack Mathew in the face but stopped once Mathew fell to his knees.

" YES OK!" Mathew cried, throwing his head down.

" I AM A MONSTER! BUT I DONT CARE ANYMORE! I FEEL POWERFUL! I FEEL LIKE EVERYONE KNOWS ME! I FEEL LIKE PEOPLE WONT DOUBT ME ANYMORE!" He cried again getting back to his feet, wiping his tears away. But Ivan looked at him with disgust.

" You're getting it all in the wrong ways." Ivan said calmly, yet his words dripped off his tongue like venom.

"I KNOW! I'M AWFUL. I'M A MONSTER. I AM DISGUSTED WITH MYSELF!" Mathew screamed, not crying but smiling. " But, I don't care. Because I have a lot of bad days, and I do like getting my way, A LOT." Mathew said laughing. " but, You are too."

" I know..." Ivan said trailing off.

" And we will never be friends. Because, you say you are lower than me." Mathew said smiling.

Ivan's face twisted with hatred and confusion.

" And when did I say that?!"

" Arthur..." Ludwig said as he watched from the ground as they yelled and screamed at each other. " We are going to kill Mathew.. When I say shoot, shoot!" Ludwig finished waiting for the perfect timing.

" When you said ' I've been threw more' and all that noise." Mathew said, evilly smirking at the country who shed a tear.

" I fucking hate your guts." Ivan said as he rose the gun, loading it quickly and shot Mathew in the chest, making Mathew gasp and fall to the roof's surface, eyes opened as blood made a river out of his chest.

"SHOT!" Ludwig said all to late.

Mathew turned around to face his audience, watching Mathew fall to his death on the roof but was soon felling the impact of a metal bead in his stomach.

Arthur moved the gun from his eye as he looked at what he caused, mouth dropped along with Ludwig's and Ivan's.

Ivan's hand went over the bloody on his stomach, mouth wide open as he fell to the roof's cold surface, not able to take the pain anymore.

Ivan felt a tears threaten to fall, and he let them.

Ludwig, Arthur, Yao and Eduard all rushed up to the dying Russian man.

They all circled around him, his mouth open, his eyes wide, gasping for air.

Arthur got closer to Ivan who grabbed his shirt that was pulling down.

Ivan gasped for air loudly.

" Y-y-y-you'll ne-never u-und-understand..." Ivan said, as his eyes shut, his once firm, uncontrollable grip on Arthur's shirt gone, as his limp arm fell on his chest.

Arthur stood up correctly along with everyone else who had stunned shocked faces.

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Dear Journal

It seems that saying " there's a reason for everything' was put to a test the other day, and it came to be true.

I didn't know how bad Ivan and Mathew really had it that bad, being ignored.

I mean, they wore those fake smile so well that it looked genuine. Why would they hide their emotions like that?!

Like the saying goes, ' there's a reason for everything' probably comes into play with that.

And Ivan is right, Mathew was trying to get attention in all the wrong ways. Trying to take over the world and what not.

It makes me really wonder what hides in people now, I mean I would have never guessed with them two.

But seriously, this has been a hole different experience. The Canadian Revolution, along with the Russian..

Or no, the hole war should be called Two Attention Deprived Countries Seek Revenge... or something like that.

Well, this has concluded another session with you,

P.S- I'm just doing this because Gilbert said it was a good way of releasing stress...

~Ludwig

Ludwig shut his journal, getting up from his leather chair in his office and looked out his window, recapping the week with a heavy sigh as he saw two depressed nations, lonely nations end.

*Everyone, thank you SO much for reading this! I will be posting more series after this. It might start tomorrow night if I get a good idea.

Thank you, I love you guys 3 *