Chapter 11

When I woke up I was surprised that I was still alive, then surprised at where I was. I was in jail.

What people don't know about us countries is that we don't exactly have free reign over the entire world. We have to follow rules just like everyone else. And who enforced these rules? A group of secret police run by the UN. Many people may wonder how we as countries can live with some of the choices we have made, how people like Germany could stand doing what he did during the holocaust. The simple answer to that is that he was forced to. We must follow the words of our leaders or the team of secret police will come in and make certain that we do. We control the future of our nation, however humans have found a way to force their own rule upon us, and they kept us in the shadows to ensure that the common population does not also gain control over the nation.

It was this team of secret police that arrested me, and it seemed pretty obvious what I was now arrested for; murdering my fellow nations. I looked around my cell. There were no bars as there we in movies or the cartoons, or even possibly regular jail, there were four bullet-proof glass walls surrounding me on all sides. I was completely on display. I saw two guards walk past and followed with was the leader of Ukraine. The President walked in and looked at me, his face made of stone. The president and I, over the last few years have become friends of sort. I always find it necessary to become friends with the leaders of my country, but now…now he looked at me as though he didn't know me. To be honest, I am sure I would look at myself the same way. Everyone saw me as this fragile cry baby, who always tried to help people, and always tried to do the right thing. The old me always tried her best to make people smile.

Now, now I murdered friends, and took joy in it. I was not myself anymore, I was someone else, and I deserved what was coming to me. I deserved everything. I had nothing else to live for. Matvey surely knew of the murders I've done, by now I am certain he knows that it was me that killed his brother. He no longer loved me, and I no longer had a light in my life.

"Katsuyasha," The President said. "They have told me over and over again what you have done, but I…I can't believe. You of all people, this simply cannot be right, I knew you, I knew you very well, and now I see that you have murdered your family and friends. I would have punched these police in the face if it wasn't for the fact that they had impeccable evidence…tell me it is a lie."

I looked at him for a long time, I wanted to cry, a small part of me wished I could just take everything back and hoped that it would all go back to normal, but I knew it wouldn't. It was over now.

"I'm sorry," I said looking down. "I have failed my president and my country. I no longer have a right to be called the noble country of Ukraine."

He looked away and disbelief and then kept his eyes down as he spoke to me. "You trial will be in three days…if you are found guilty the punishment is death…I wish you good luck and pray that you receive the judgment God believes you deserve…good bye," the president said. He turned, his back to me, and waited for a moment. The guards stood where they were, guarding his back, after a few moments he left, and the guards followed, locking me tight in the cell.

The three days until the trial were complete and utter hell. I knew no one would come to visit me, no one really cared that I was here, and no one had any sympathy for the country that had killed their friends, yet…I had this hope, deep in my chest that believed he would come to see me, one last time. Every moment of the day I longed for him. Whenever I slept I would dream about the life we had together…or rather used to have together. My heart broke as I thought about how much he must hate me, and sometimes I would even cry, wishing to have him, as well as our happy life back. I would give anything for it, but even I knew it was too late, how could he love someone like me.

He is an idiot, the monster inside me sneered. He should have seen that we only tried to protect him! He should be thanking us for keeping him safe and for sparing the peaceful life we shared with him. We tried our best to keep him happy and to eliminate anything that tried to get in the way of that. He should thank us, he is just an ungrateful, stupid, idiot!

"SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP," I screamed grabbing my head. "Do not speak of Matvey that way; do not speak of him in such a way. I love him, I love him so much!"

I know, we loved him, we loved him with all of our life and soul, but he did not, he did not appreciate that we protected him, he could not see what we did for him, he did not love us back, he let them catch us!

"No," I screamed. "This is all your fault, you did this, this is all your fault, he hates me because of you, he doesn't want me because of you, and now I am going to die and lose him forever because of me!"

The voice laughed. You blame this on me, ME? I am just a voice in your head that is all I have been this whole time, just a tiny little voice that speaks your inner desire that is all. You may call me anything you want; blame me for anything you want, but in reality, the only person you have to blame is you. You created me. I am not real as you may believe; I am just a figment of your imagination. That is all. The voice faded away.

I blinked and waited for it to come back, waited to feel as if a demon or devil was inside my head, but as the silence continued the truth seemed to sink into my head, and everything began to make sense.

"N-no," I said, my head feeling empty of anything else other than my thoughts. "No, no that isn't true! THAT ISN'T TRUE! YOU'RE LYING! YOU'RE LYING THIS ISN'T TRUE LIAR" I screamed and freaked out an desperately slammed my head against the wall, trying anything for the voice to come back and prove to me it was real, but as I waited I heard nothing and I was alone. I continued to attack and clam myself until I heard as more people entered the room.

Four guards rushed in and grabbed my limbs, pinning me to the ground, when I was unable to attack a man with glasses and a lab coat walled in. He looked down at me and held a syringe in his hand, which held a clear liquid.

"Now, Ms. Ukraine, that is not the way a lady should behave, perhaps you should take a bit of a rest and calm down." He leaned down towards me and his face looked as though it morphed. Suddenly his eyes were glowing an evil red, his teeth were sharp and pointy, and horns came out of his head. I tried to move, I tried to get the guards to release me so I could get away but they were too strong.

The devil leaned down and injected the clear liquid into my neck and before long my body grew heavy and I began to fade into shadows. For the day and a half that was left for my trial I simply spent it either laying in my bed or sitting in the corner of my room, thinking of everything that I have done, and how it was possible that I was capable of all of it.

The day of my trial it was the president who came to get me. He brought me a formal dress, and even had the politeness to look away. The guards however did not, not that I expected them to. Their job was to protect the president, and I was a possible risk to his life, they had to watch me at all moments no matter what, and after a few hours of it, you start to get used to it.

When I was dressed, the guards handcuffed me with electric handcuff, which would send shocks through my body if I attempted to run, and escorted me to the court room. As I was brought to the front of the room I looked around, desperately looking for an out of place curl or big soft purple eyes, neither of which I found. I did however see a few familiar faces, Germany's, France's, and England's stood out the most. They were most likely here to see that justice was found for their love ones. I wished nothing more than to tell them exactly how sorry I was, but I knew that it would in no way help them nor would they appreciate it. The only thing they wanted to see right now, was me, being executed, and I knew myself that that would be coming very soon.

Trials like this are very rare, and they aren't exactly like they are in the human world. You don't have a lawyer, and there isn't a jury, only a judge. There was an audience, too, but only a select amount of people were allowed to come, countries, world leaders, government officials, that was it.

When everyone was seated the judge greeted us and told us all to rise.

"Ms. Katsuyasha, would you care to plea," the judge said looking at me. Everyone turned to me and without even turning I could feel the hateful glares burning into me. They were all waiting for me.

"Guilty," I said. The room was silent. "I plead guilty."

"You may be seated." I sat down and stared at the table sitting in front of me, I just wanted this to be over, I wanted to be dead.

The judge sat at his desk, and read to the entire courtroom all the evidence that was brought against me. I tried my best to tune it all out. I answered him the appropriate responses when needed, always one word answers and kept my attention away from all the terrible words he said and the room full of people who hated me and thought about the peaceful release death would probably be. No more terrible nightmares of the murders I had committed and no more evil voices leaking into my head. I snapped out of my day-dream as the judge called my attention.

"Ms. Katsuyasha, between the impeccable evidence against you and your own testimony, there seems to be nearly no doubt in my mind that it was you that committed these murders," he said.

"It was me, your honor. I deny nothing. I killed these countries, I murdered them," I told him.

"I understand that," he said. "But before I sentence you, I would like to know if you have anything to say to the loved ones of your victims. If you would tell them why, or attempt to give them any sort of peace."

"I have one thing to say and one thing only. I am sorry. I know this means nothing to them, and my words do truly nothing to soothe them of their loss, but still it something I must say. For the last few weeks I have not been myself, I have been someone else, someone I don't know. That is no excuse, I know, and for that I accept my fate. The only way I can even come close to making it up to them is with that and even that is lacking. I only ask that death comes soon so they can rest easy," with that I looked around the room and then sat back into my seat.

"That sounds very sincere of you, Ms. Katsuyasha; however, it does not affect my sentence for you at all. Katsuyasha Braginskaya, the country of Ukraine, I sentence you to death by execution, you have three days to say good-bye to any family or friend whom you may have and chooses to visit you," he banged the gavel. "This ends today's trial. The judge rose and left the room and guards went to my side and lead me back to my cell. Before I was out the door I looked back at the crowd. Germany met my eyes, with his which were red from sleepless nights and tears, and said very clearly to me, "this is what you deserve".

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