Oh god guys, I'm crying. This is it. The end of my first fanfiction. I just want to take a minute to thank you all so, so much. I love you all, and thank you so very much for reading this. I want to thank you for the support throughout these chapters and for all the wonderful reviews. Please, Please keep writing them. Just thank you, I couldn't have done this without your support. I really mean it. Looking at all of the countries that this story has reached, it means a lot.

Notes for the story: wir gehen (German)We go.

Enjoy the end everyone, you really earned it.

Chapter 16: The End

Germany, Israel, and America stood in shock before Germany spoke against the silence, "This...is nicht gut. Ve need to destroy it. I do not know vhat it vill do, but in case it vill self-destruct, ve must get the people out . I vill take the Vest ving, vhile America goes after the leader in the North ving. Israel, I suggest the East ving or going vith America."

"Fine. I'll back up hopeless hero over here." Israel nodded at America.

"Gut. Now, wir gehen."

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Finland could feel himself leaving the base, it felt as if a weight was being pulled away from him. He could feel the sunlight seep underneath his eyelids and warm his face while he was carried out. He could faintly hear Denmark's loud voice panicking and telling him he'll be fine.

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Russia had destroyed all of the doors in the East wing, defeating any cult member in his path. At the last cell, he came across Liechtenstein and he smiled at her in the doorway, though her eyes were shut. "You're hurt, da? Can you hear me while you're sleeping there? I can take you back to the others and you'll be so thankful you'll become one with me, daa~?" He set his pipe aside and picked the limp girl up, carrying her to the exit.

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America and Israel ran down the North hallway, growing tired faster then normal but pressing on. They turned a corner, where several guards stood their place. Israel easily took care of them, and they advanced to a small chamber in the back of the hall. They knocked open the door, letting it fly back on its hinges to reveal Nyx lounging on a large armchair. She looked at them and smirked, popping a small hard candy in her mouth. "Can I help you nations?"

"Where are the other countries?" America released his anger at the woman, "Where are my friends?"

"Why, they're in the cells, just like any prisoner should be. Couldn't you figure that out?"

"What is this place doing to them?" Israel joined in, letting America seize Nyx and hold her tightly for questioning.

"I'll tell you, since you won't figure it out. It weakens them, it drains their life energy and makes it very easy to set up connected bases in their countries. Then we use their energy that we gathered and we use it to run the base and keep us strong. There was one that gave us trouble. Oh, he was a great nation. Very powerful. He kept trying to take back a little seafort nation." America's grip tightened and he pressed a gun to her neck. "We gave him quite a lesson. Yes, He was a good fighter."

"What do you mean was?" America pressed the gun against her neck harder, finger ready to pull the trigger. "Where's Britain?"

"The base drained him. He's discarded in the same cell as that puny kid. Looks like you didn't save him in time, Hero." She gave a laugh before the trigger was pulled and her last breath was taken.

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Germany ran down the emptied hallway, opening cells until he reached the end. He looked in the cell and cried out in relief. The auburn haired nation sat crumpled in the corner of the cell. Feliciano looked up and weakly smiled at him. "Oh, hi Germany...Did you get caught too?" Germany got on his knees, pulling Feliciano in a long awaited hug, pickng him up.

"I am setting you free."

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America and Israel left the room, searching all the cells to find Britain and Sealand. Finally, in a faraway hall, the two were found. America fell to his knees and picked Britain up and into his lap. Tears left clear tracks on his dirty face, and he held Britain while Israel picked the barely alive Sealand up into her arms. "Britain...please be okay..." America slowly stood with him in his arms, holding him gently, like a child would be held when a parent put them to sleep. America leaned his ear next to Britain's mouth, relaxing slightly at the sound of steady breathing. Israel led them out, and America followed, leaving the horrible place and stepping into the warm sunlight, where the dark purple wildflowers growing around them looked like black roses.

~The End~

The victims were all transported to a hospital and were all able to return home. The cult died, leaving the nations closer and stronger then they were before.

I want to thank you again. I love you all and if this is our last contact with each other, I wish you a very good life, with many people to love and beautiful days. I also hope you continue to love anime and Hetalia, and have as much fun as I do in writing.

'asta la Pasta!