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Chapter 9
Antonio gradually looked up from the snow with a sense of dizziness and noticed that no one else was around him. His head hurt and he realized that it was bleeding. He had a few other bruises here and there, but they weren't that bad, it was his head that he was worried about. He remembered saving Romano, but where was he then? Was he safe? And where was anyone? Everything was white and fuzzy, and snow covered the rest of his body as he lay there motionless.
"Is this Heaven?" Toni wondered when he looked up and saw a black figure walking towards him. Who was it?
"H-help…" Spain tried to voice out, but his voice sounded like a small whimper. The figure walked toward him getting closer and closer…That was the last thing he remembered though, before he completely blacked out again, and fell into unconsciousness.

Gilbert awoke quickly in a flash as he whirled around and tumbled down the landslide, his body smacking up against practically everything. Prussia was falling at a fast pace and his eyes were getting blurry with all the snow that kept getting whipped in his face. He looked for a way out of this mess, but there seemed to be nothing…nothing but endless snow. He tried again, swimming through the current of everlasting snow like a fish going upstream, he swiftly glanced over from the corner of his eye and suddenly rammed right into a tree, crushing his shoulder hard against the tree's surface. The impact had such force that it cracked his bone in his shoulder. Gilbert cried out in pain as he grabbed onto the tree with his other arm for support, to wait for the avalanche to pass. His grip wasn't too tight but it was just enough, the avalanche was almost past anyways and he could see the ending. After a few moments more it was all over and Gilbert let go of the tree and stepped onto the snow and huffed deeply.
"Phew, it's over…" He huffed, out of breath as he gripped his shoulder, and winced "Ow…that really hurts…T-this is so not awesome…First my fucking shoulder gets slammed into a tree and now it hurts like hell! Plus I don't see Ludwig anywhere…I should head back to the cabin. That way my wound can be looked at more closely and I can bandage this thing up before it gets infected. I hope no one else got hurt inside because we need to form a search party. We need to go find the others and fast. I know there has to be more people out here like me, and Ludwig...and also there are some people still inside the cabin that I know have people they care about out here. We all need to go together in groups and keep an eye out for anything suspicious." The Albino stated as he trudged back up the mountainside toward the half hidden cabin. Even though Gilbert was pretty far down the mountainside he could see cabin. A cold breeze filled the air and the Prussian shivered and couldn't help wondering if everyone else was ok.

"Damn! The door is jammed over here as well. It looks like there's no way out, none the doors are opening." Denmark angrily stated while checking all the doors, pulling on their knobs. "Tino, Berwald, please be ok…" Mathias said under his breath.
"Well…what do you suspect we do? Lucas exclaimed. "I was peacefully sleeping until you guys came in here and slammed the doors shut. The next thing I know is that a huge Avalanche was coming. What the fuck did you guys do out there? You stupid morons." Norway yelled to the trembling Danish man, as Denmark angrily gritted his teeth at him.
"We need to get out now!" Arthur yelled at everyone in the room, quickly silencing them for a moment. "Don't you see that your friends, our friends, are out there right now in the cold probably freezing to death? We need to find a way out and help them, I mean Alfred's out there! You bloody gits!" Arthur exclaimed.
"Hey, Yao's out there too!" Kiku spoke up from a dark corner of the room. "Tino and Berwald are out there as well!" Mathais worriedly stated.
"And so are Matthew, Ivan, Gilbert, Antonio and Ludwig…" Francis said and Feli just stared out the window.
"My brother is out there as well…" Feli said in a voice that was hardly above a whisper, yet everyone seemed to hear it.
"Yeah it was Romano wasn't it, who started the Avalanche?" Mathais asked the people in the room, only he and Japan were outside when it happened.
"Y-yeah it was, at least I think it was him...he yelled at Antonio for something…" Japan said.
That sucks…I guess we should go look for them, then." Norway said very casually.
"Why do you sound so nonchalant about all of this? All of our friends just got taken away by an avalanche and could possibly be dead, yet you sound as though you could care less! What's wrong with you?" Mathais yelled out toward his Norwegian friend.
"I'm not saying that I don't care, what I'm saying is 'what do you expect us to do?' None of the doors will open so how do you even expect us to get out?" Norway tried to reason with his fellow nation, but it didn't even seem to faze Mathais. Yet, it sounded more like an angry tone. Nothing was getting accomplished and all the nations were just getting mad at one another.
"Well what are we going to do about this situation were in?" England finally spoke up making a short silence. "I mean we have to do something right?" he said in an annoyed tone while tapping his foot.
"Like I said, 'what can we do?'" Lukas stated once again somewhat irritated and everyone just looked away. No one was agreeing and the noise in the room gradually kept getting louder and louder.
"You need to think for a minute instead of barging ahead without a pla-" the Norwegian nation was cut off mid-sentence by loud thudding coming from the other side of the door in the next room.
"HEY! IS ANYONE IN THERE? LET ME IN!" Prussia, somewhat straining his voice yelled out.
Denmark jumped and turned around, going to the door and leaning his ear against the thick wood.
"Prussia, is that you? Is there anyone else with you?" Mathias asked hopefully.
"Nein, I am alone, freezing, and my damn shoulder hurts like hell. There is deep snow blocking the way, but do you think you guys can let me in?" Gilbert answered back towards the nations on the other end of the door.
"What happened to your shoulder?" Francis suddenly budded in from inside the cabin. And by now the Prussian was getting angry.
"Just open this fucking door and I'll show you, Damn it!" Gil started to get pissed at the Frenchman until Mathias spoke up saying that "the door is locked either that or something was blocking it and the hinges wouldn't budge."
"Prussia, do you see any other way in that would work? We already tried all of the doors and the snow is built up in the front." Britain asked the other nation.
"Hold on let me see it I can kick it down." Prussia exclaimed as he took a step back and kicked at the door. It budged but not enough to open. So, instead Gilbert kicked away the snow and made a path then used his good arm to help push more of the snow out of the way. Gilbert tried twisting the handle with his good arm, having moved some snow out of the way, but to no luck. He pulled uselessly, his arm too weak to give any good leverage. Denmark sighed audibly,
"Let me see if kicking it down from this end would do anything." And Gilbert agreed and stepped back. Mathias took one big step backwards and took his long leg and drove it into the door, sending vibrations through his leg, but succeeding just enough for the people in the cabin to give it one last push and finished in opening it! Gilbert pushed through past the crowd of people and huffed greatly.
"Thanks guys…" he said not extraordinary loud, but most of them seemed to hear. "I need a first aid kit or something."
"Why? What's wrong with your shoulder" Francis asked again persisting even more.
"I hit it really hard against a tree while falling down the hill. I think it might be broken. Does anyone know where I can find a first aid kit?"
"In the bathroom most likely" Kiku stated staring at the Prussian man.
"Thanks." Gilbert said gratefully as he walked off towards the nearest bathroom in search for the kit.

Canada groaned, head spinning. Matthew couldn't see, flurries of snow flying around, stabbing his face with the icy cold, his glasses had fallen off his face somewhere in the chaos. As he reached around blindly, feeling very weak, even though he was used to the cold, the Canadian realizing Kumajiro was no longer by his side.
"Kuma? Kuma...taki?" He muttered his voice broken and sad. "Where are you? Where am I?" Fruitlessly, he tried to stand, his muscles not permitting. Matthew fell uselessly into the snow landing on his butt. The cold seeping into his bones, biting at his fingers and toes, his face long gone numb. He laid there, looking at the sky as snow fell on his face.
"I'm sure someone is looking for me… positive that at least one person cares." As he lay there, his eyelids grew heavy, thinking of all the times he was mistaken for his brother, or not even recognized at all. A great sadness filled him, tears welling up in his eyes, the small drops freezing half way down his face. "Who am I, to them? Who is going to even remember me if I die here?" Canada sighed, his eyes shutting.

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Ivan growled, kicking at the snow uselessly. "And here I thought I had made a new friend…" The Russian walked through the icy wasteland, not knowing where he was, just wanting to get somewhere warm. "...But he ended up leaving me as well, just like everyone else." The burly man sighed dejectedly, wondering where the Canadian had gotten taken to. "Well he didn't really leave me so maybe there still is hope. I mean everything was fine a while ago but…it was that avalanche. That stupid avalanche took everything from me. Why is it always me? It's the one that took Matvey away from me..." The Russian kicked at the snow angrily. "Always did prefer the sun to the snow. I wonder if Matvey is alive..." It didn't seem likely to the worried nation, but the other was used to these conditions, wasn't he? The Canadian had a chance. A very slim chance, but it was enough to get the Russian going. He was going to find Canada; he wouldn't let anyone else he cared about leave him.