did it guys! I finished this chapter on time, no ahead of time! Yay. Good job me! Anyway someone asked what the men wanted with Liechtenstein, and I realised I did make that pretty vague. I'm really REALLY sorry for that, I wont let it happen again. A bit more on it is said in this chapter and I think it makes it more understandable, but basically they wanted her so that they could sell her. Hope that makes some sense, and that this chapter clears it up. On another note, school is starting up again soon for me, 1 week in fact, I really need to up my grades and may not be able to get chapters uploaded as quickly for you lovely people. Trying my hardest to get another one up before I start again, but I can't make any promises. After that new chapters will be uploaded on more of a fortnightly basis than a weekly. Sorry about this folks. Anyway enough of my pointless ranting, to all of you who managed to stand my story up till now, I hope you enjoy this chapter!

Feliciano let out a noise, somewhere between a squeal and giggle, alerting the German that stood away from him of his presence. "Ludwig?!" he sang breaking out into a run, as Ludwig followed his actions "Feliciano! How?". He was to happy too explain though, just continuing to run faster and faster, mind focused completely on Ludwig, that was until he noticed something behind him. A small pile of something, what it was he couldn't quite tell. Getting closer he realised, horror spreading across his face, that it was infact Liechtenstein and Prussia who were laying on the ground bloodied, unmoving...eaten. Tears welled in his eyes, trying to grasp what had happened, gaze returning to the German who he was still running too. A small cry escaped his lips, this time more of a yelp, Ludwig's hair and clothes had become tattered and bloodied, his teeth and arms were thrashing and flailing towards him, and most alarmingly his deep caring eyes were now bloodshot and vicious. Desperately he attempted to stop running and pull away from the man, but his legs seemed to ignore his pleading. Within moments he felt Ludwig's fingers touch his skin, a gesture that, if he hadn't known better, Feli would have called loving. Feliciano's legs stopped their suicidal campaign and his body tensed as teeth ripped into his shoulder and he let out a low primal scream

"Ahhh!" Veneziano sprung up from his position on the ground and was met with a darkness so empty, it was almost blinding. He shrunk his shoulders a little, unable to put together the events after they'd left the complex and with know idea where on earth he was. "Feliciano?" he heard the brash voice ask from somewhere nearby, and he quickly turned his head as a little light appeared along with the mans face about two metres away from him "Are you okay? Why did you scream!?". He smiled a little now that he could see something "Sorry Gil, I had..had a bad dream is all. And umm where are we?" he stuttered stumbling over to the light. Prussia nodded "Okay, well it's okay now. But jeez Feli, I'm surprised you remember anything with how loud the crack was when you hit your head" laughing a little when the Italian finally managed to find his way beside Gilbert, "And were in the back of a moving van, we found it rolled of the side of the road and managed to get in". Veneziano's smile deepened at the small prospect of safety, until he noticed the body leaning on Gilberts other side, "Wait, What?! What happened to Lili?"

"She passed out" Gilbert remarked with a level of calmness that Feli found stupid, as he pulled a strand of hair from the girls eyes. He nodded, having some recollection of her having screamed "Yeah. But why?". "That's what happens when a nation shoots one of their own." the other replied flatly continuing to busy himself with Lili's hair. "What?" Feliciano asked leaning to see Lili's face unsure whether he should be worried, or jealous of the peace shown in her sleeping form. The Prussian sighed "That man must have been from around here, meaning he was one of her citizens. Citizens are the parts of a nation, and when a nation kills one, they kill a part of themself. So naturally it hurts, a lot, and she passed out from that. She'll be fine though". He nodded silently, wondering how it was he had not been told that before even though it should have been obvious, shrugging it off when a bigger question filled his mine "Lili was the one that shot the guy back there?!".

"Yeah. She did. She was very brave, I think she may have just saved you because they were not listening to me." Gilbert said smiling over to Veneziano. Mouth going dry he could only managed to push out a "Wow..But she'll be okay right? She's not gonna die." Gil smiled and looked down at Lili, "Nah she'll be fine, thanks to you for running in I guess. Boy I'm glad I got stuck in the apocalypse with a couple of heroes. She should be up by when we have to leave tomorrow." Feliciano moved the light around the truck a bit, checking that they had been able to bring all there bags "Yeah. Well I didn't really know what was going on. I don't. But I'm not going to just watch people attack you guys." "Trying to sell her" Gilbert said flatly twisting Liechtenstein's hair between his fingers, "and you too. With a bit of 'product testing' before hand" The Italian cringed slightly as he contemplated this "Sell her, your joking right. People wouldn't d-". "you will find pretty much everything for sale here" Gilbert interrupted, echoing the man that had taken them to the centre, "So be careful".

"That's...Horrific. I can't believe people would actually do that." Feliciano said trying not to dwell on what might have happened if Lili or himself had been taken. The other man seemed less fazed by it "I'm sure you've seen worse. I have. And besides it's the apocalypse, lots of rules don't apply and there was always going to be people who throw out the whole book. Anyway lets not talk about that, what happened in your dream before?". Feli smiled in appreciation and leant on the other mans shoulder, "I found Ludwig..but he had turned, he got you and Lili, and me too". "That's horrible, but Feliciano don't let it get to you. My brother is the toughest SOB around and he wont let a small case of the undead get between him and his paperwork. You cannot deny that he is probably filling out some government-apocalyptic forms as we speak" Gilbert said chuckling a little. Feliciano couldn't help but laugh himself, knowing that there was in fact a small possibility of this "I guess you're right than."

The two men, and one unconscious Lady, sat beside each other for hours, talking about everything un-apocalyptic that came to there minds, bar the twenty minutes or so they discussed the accuracy of zombie movies they had seen. As the night went on the subjects became more random, ranging from whether or not there were any pancakes left in the world, they had both agreed there definitely was but they might not ever see them, to what type of pasta was the best, Feliciano eventually deciding Gilbert didn't know enough for his vote to count and crowning spaghetti the champion. Although much of the time was spent discussing seemingly unimportant topics, as they laughed together in the back of the truck, both men agreed that no matter what, humanity would pull through this, they would win this war.