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A/N: Hey, everyone!
Some of you have been nice enough to correct us on our mistakes. Like Medusa, letting us know Orthodox is not Catholic. Jaina, for correcting me on my mistakes with Judaism. Milana, for correcting our Polish. Thanks everyone, and keep it up!
Alright, tonight we play but tomorrow night we might not. We're hanging out with a friend we might live with next year. And we're not sure how long we'll be out.
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Texan War of Independence
1835 – 1836
Republic of Texas vs. Mexico
South stood beside Prussia, staring up at what she could see of the sky. The tall trees created a canopy that blocked out most of the blue color. The nations had each stepped in a marsh at least twice. Cuba stood beside Mexico, cursing Florida and her lack of dry land.
"I wouldn't be saying that, Cuba," America said, looking around himself. "Disney hates you enough as it is."
"Yeah?" Cuba snapped. "Well she can just besa mi culo."
"Cuba!" Canada exclaimed. "You don't have to go saying stuff like that!"
"I don't get it," Prussia said as he pulled his foot from a bog. "Why are you still communist if Russia and North Korea both switched? It's not awesome."
"It's his boss," South commented when Cuba crossed his arms and scowled. "We also got some crocs," she added wisely. Austria, Mexico, Canada, Cuba, and Prussia froze at the words. Slowly, they looked around at the surrounding marshland.
"Alligators, South," America corrected his sister. "Crocodiles like saltwater."
"That's what I said." South nodded. "We got gators."
"Alligators?" Canada gulped, looking around carefully. "W-What do we do if they catch us?"
"Hope to God they're not hungry," America said. Noticing the lack of noise, he turned around to see five horrified nations. "What?"
"Hija de puta!" Mexico leapt at America and began beating him around the head. "Teasing us like that!"
"Ouch!" America covered his head. "I wasn't kidding!"
"Hey, look!" South leaned on a fallen tree and pointed out at the water. "Gator eyes!"
"Gah!" Prussia whirled around, whipping out his gun, and fired several shots into the water. Cuba was surprised to find his sister suddenly in a tree above him.
"I didn't know you could climb," the island nation commented. Glancing at his side, he quickly joined Mexico when he spotted a pair of eyes in the water.
"Idiota!" Mexico snapped at her brother.
"Not awesome!" Prussia whimpered, flattening himself against a tree. "Kill it!"
"Aw," South cooed. "The gators are just hungry."
"We need to retreat." Austria backed away from an alligator with wide eyes. "Into the tree! Climb!"
"For once, I agree with you, Specs," Prussia said. He dragged Canada into the tree with him and Austria.
America looked up at the tree. "Aw, come on," he said jokingly. "It's just a couple of reptiles."
"Yeah!" South giggled and leapt on the back of a particularly large alligator. "Look!" The alligator flipped over, rolling around on the ground desperately. The ex-nation only laughed and clung to him easily.
"Teufelhund, get away from that!" Prussia shouted desperately.
"Strangle it!" America called to his sister. "Get your arms around its throat!"
"America, she's going to die!" Canada exclaimed.
South looked up, mud covering her face. The alligator was now pinned to the ground with the young woman leaning on his mouth to keep him quiet.
"What do you want me to do?" she asked.
"Let it go." America waved a hand. "You're scaring your husband enough as it is."
"Yes sir, kapitän!" South wiggled the alligator around until she had its nose pointed at the water. Quickly, the ex-nation leapt off to stand beside her brother while the reptile hurried into the water.
"I give you a two on your land," America commented to his sister. "The takeoff was great, though."
"Aw." South clung to America's arm, muddying his jacket sleeve.
"She speaks German?" Austria glanced at his brother. "You did not tell any of us that."
"Was?" Prussia shrugged. "I figured you knew. We've been married for nearly fourteen years."
"They're crazy," Canada moaned, leaning against Cuba.
"Are there any more down there?" Mexico asked as she scanned the marshland.
"Oh yeah," South said brightly. "Loads!"
Canada opened his mouth to complain when a noise reached his ears. His head snapped up and his eyes widened. With a pounding of footsteps, a blur raced past South and collided with America.
"Gah!" America tumbled backward, disappearing into the brush with the blur.
"America!" Canada shouted. He hurried to clamber out of the tree.
"North!" South stared at where her twin brother had been standing only moments ago. The other nations could see her eyes clearly changing color. A dark gray slowly took over her normally bright blue eyes.
"North!" South charged for the trees, using alligators as stepping stones through the marsh.
"Verdammt!" Prussia leapt out of the tree, screaming when an alligator hissed at him.
o)O(o
Netherlands turned around at the sound of hurried footsteps. Several airport goers passed by him but he didn't see his cousins anywhere. Glancing at his watch, Netherlands scowled.
His group had landed in Beijing but had had to wait for Switzeralnd and Korea to return from the Germanic nation's house. Switzerland had reported on feeling a strange presence in his land. Korea had gone with him to check it out. Now they were running two days late.
Netherlands finally spotted his cousin standing beside a figure with a blanket over their head. Switzerland looked very annoyed, ready to shoot someone.
"Big Brother!" Liechtenstein raced to hug her older brother.
Hallo, Liechtenstein." Switzeralnd patted the smaller nation on the head. He glared up at Netherlands. "What took you so long?" he demanded.
"We were waiting for you," Netherlands snapped and crossed his arms. His eyes wandered over the group, an eyebrow quirking at the blanket-covered form of Korea. He balked at the sight of his second cousin.
"Norway?" Netherlands said carefully. "What the hell are you wearing?"
Norway scowled tiredly and tugged at the hem of the Lolita dress. She muttered curses in Norwegian about doll dressing kidnappers. Latvia blinked in surprise, cocking his head.
A human passed by, dropping her bag on the ground. Norway leaned over to pick it up and Netherlands flushed bright red.
"Netherlands, what are you lookin-?" Belgium was cut off when she saw what Netherlands was looking at. She quickly smacked her brother on the back of the head. "Don't look at her like that!"
"I didn't mean to," Netherlands sputtered. "She just bent over and the dress went up!"
"You just wait until Mexico hears about this," Belgium scolded.
Switzerland ripped the blanket off Korea, who wailed in loss, and threw it over Norway, shielding her lower half from view.
"This is ridiculous," he growled. "Bel, don't you have anything Norway could wear?"
"I'm afraid not." Belgium bit her lip. "I'm too tall and they didn't exactly put a change of clothes on the packing list."
"Latvia?" Seychelles wandered up to the smaller nation. She held a white cane in her hand, swiping it across the ground. "What is going on?"
"N-Nothing," Latvia said quickly, turning around.
Korea covered his head with his arms and laid back down on the seats.
"Get up!" Switzeralnd slapped the Asian nation on the back of the head. "I'm sick of your moping!" Korea just mumbled something no one could understand.
Norway sat beside her husband and dragged his head into her lap. "Korea," she sang. "Look at me." She let the blanket drop to show off her dress. Korea peaked one eye over a hand before hiding it again.
"No, da-ze."
Norway quirked an eyebrow and smacked her husband on the head. "Look at me!" Whining, Korea finally looked at his wife.
"I know what you're going through," Norway scolded. "But now is not the time to mope about it. What we're about to face is far worse than what you just did. Now is the time to fight!" She stood quickly, as if to make a point.
"I would take that more seriously," Netherlands commented. "If you weren't in a Lolita dress."
Korea stared up at his wife with a cocked head. Switzerland had a hand over his younger sister's eyes. Latvia still had his back turned and his ears were a bright red.
"A Lolita dress?" Seychelles cocked her head. "I take it Korea is staring at Norway in shock?"
"I'm afraid so," Belgium muttered. "Though, I have to say that was a good speech."
"Bel," Switzeralnd said. "You take Norway to buy some decent clothes. I'll take care of Korea."
"Forget clothes," Norway snapped. "Bring me my sword!"
o)O(o
Deutschland crossed his arms as he watched Romano run on the treadmill. The poor nation had been tested for several days. The War had forced him to lift weights and run for long periods of time. During every test there were always other Wars present to help control Romano.
Romano was still trying to get used to his new body. He could throw a car, Deutschland having forced him to try, high into the air without breaking a sweat. Not to mention he could run for hours and not lose his breath even three quarters of the way through. And then there was the mind. Every movement someone made, Romano's brain could think of at least thirty different ways to counter it without him even thinking about it.
Romano sneaked a glance out of the corner of his eye to see Bughan-i and Roma leaned carelessly against the wall. Neither War seemed to be paying much attention to the nation being tested. Romano slowed down on the treadmill and doubled over, pretending to be out of breath.
"Ninety minutes," Deutschland commented. "That's shorter than what you're normally able to run." The two other Wars in the room looked up, pushing off their respective walls.
"Shut up," Romano snapped. He straightened up to watch the three Wars and hundreds of ideas raced through his head as to how he could escape.
"Take him back to his cell," Deutschland sighed, turning away and heading for his computer. No doubt he was going to catalog the information.
Bughan-i and Roma strode to Romano's side. Each War took hold of an arm in tight grips. In a matter of seconds, Romano's brain picked five scenarios and he reacted. Bending his legs, he flipped backward through the air while forcing Bughan-i and Roma to crash into each other. The Wars landed in a heap on the floor.
Bughan-i was the first to scramble back to his feet.
"Jenjang!" Bughan-i cursed. He glared at Romano and slowly settled himself into a fighting stance. "Trust Deutschland to come up with the worse ideas, ez-ad," the War growled.
Romano stumbled to his feet holding his head.
"He's not the only idiot, bastard," Romano spat. Darting forward, he planted one foot on the ground and swung the other foot in an arch at Bughan-i's head.
"Gah!" Bughan-i barely ducked in time. Stumbling back, he watched his opponent carefully. For once, the Wars had met their match.
Using his momentum from the spinning kick, Romano rammed a shoulder into Roma's stomach. The doppelganger fell back to the ground wheezing for breath and clutching his stomach.
"What is going on over here?" Deutschland demanded. He froze at the sight of Romano and the two Wars. "Verdammt."
Removing his jacket, Deutschland stepped forward. When Romano moved to meet him, the War tossed the jacket into the air at Romano's head. Romano ducked under the jacket, the clothing just barely brushing his hair.
The nation was surprised when a fist suddenly flew out to meet his face. Grabbing the wrist in one hand, Romano slipped aside and rolled down the length of the War's arm to place himself behind Deutschland. Deutschland roared when Romano yanked his arm back, ripping it out of its socket.
"Idiot bastard," Romano laughed, kicking Deutschland forward to the ground. "Making your enemy as strong as you."
Romano started in surprise when two arms slipped through his and fingers laced behind his head, locking him in a full nelson. Roma slammed a fist into Romano's stomach when the nation was distracted.
"Gah!" Romano doubled over coughing. He struggled against Bughan-i, trying to slip his arms free, but it was hopeless. Together, Bughan-i and Roma were able to force Romano to lie down on the ground and pinned him there.
Deutschland stumbled to his feet clutching his injured arm.
"Damn brat," Deutschland snarled. He started forward but froze at the click of a safety turning off.
"Merhaba." Turkey flashed a grin, his pistol aimed directly at Deutschland's head.
"Dammit." Romano bucked against his captors. "Let me up!"
"Release Romano-kun." A sword lowered to Roma's throat. "Or I will kill you now." Roma and Bughan-i raised their hands and slowly backed away from Romano.
"Get over here, brat," Turkey snapped.
"Don't tell me what to do," Romano spat back, but he was almost instantly at Turkey's side. If Japan was surprised by the nation's speed, she didn't show it.
"It's you again," Bughan-i said in mild amusement. "I believe someone never finished their game with you, ez-ad."
Australia, North Korea, Thailand, Andorra, and New Zealand appeared through different doors, each carrying a weapon.
"What the hell took you so long?" Romano demanded to Turkey. "You bastards are late."
"Better late than never," Turkey growled and pulled Romano closer to his side. "Spain will kill me if ya disappear again."
"Yeah?" Romano asked. "Well guess who's going to kill you?" Ducking under Turkey's arm, his hand snapped out to grab Luxembourg's flying fist. Turkey whirled around to glare at the small War.
"Ya!" He raised his gun at Luxembourg. "What are ya doin' here?"
"Finishing our game," Luxembourg said with a grin. Whipping his arm forward, he dragged Romano toward himself before suddenly shoving the nation at Turkey. Surging forward, Turkey moved to catch Romano, but it wasn't needed. Romano easily caught himself, barely brushing Turkey's arms as he straightened up.
Australia was surprised to find himself suddenly flying face first off the catwalk.
"Aussie-kun!" Japan shouted desperately.
Australia landed with a grunt, struggling to grip the War who had tackled him.
"What have we got here?" Nederland asked. Planting one hand on Australia's face, he shoved the nation's head into the ground.
"Austràlia!" Andorra trained her gun on Nederland, shrieking in surprise when she was suddenly pinned against the wall by her throat.
"Let her go!" New Zealand leveled his gun at the attacking War.
"Can I cut his tongue out?" België asked.
"Be my guest," Nederland sneered.
"Kiwi!" Australia struggled wildly against Nederland uselessly.
New Zealand stumbled back a few steps before he turned and tore down a hallway. The door slammed behind him. België took off after him cackling.
"Dammit," Romano muttered under his breath. Ducking under Luxembourg's fist, he punched the War in the stomach.
"Gah!" Luxembourg stumbled back, rubbing his stomach. "Deutschland, why did you make him like us?" he whined. "He's hard to fight."
"It was an experiment," Deutschland snapped back. "How was I supposed to know it was going to work?"
"Aren't they supposed to?" Bughan-i growled. He froze and a Cheshire grin slowly spread across his face. "Annyeonghaseyo, ez-ad."
"That is enough out of you two," Japan snapped, her sword flicking between Roma and Bughan-i.
North Korea cocked his gun and aimed it at his doppelganger's head. "I agree," he said. "Shut up, ez-ad."
"You are me," Bughan-i cackled. "And your brother is mine, ez-ad."
"I do not think so," North Korea said. "Korea is my brother, and mine alone, ez-ad."
"Oh?" Bughan-i slowly walked forward, ignoring Japan's katana. "But I do so enjoy him. Maybe after I kill you, I'll be able to play with him, ez-ad." Bughan-i suddenly found the barrel of a gun slammed against his forehead.
"You are annoying," North Korea commented. "Not like him annoying. Just annoying, ez-ad." And then he pulled the trigger.
Bughan-i stiffened. The Wars froze to stare at him. Slowly, the doppelganger sank to the floor with a shocked expression on his face.
The doors suddenly slammed open and New Zealand flew through them. He slammed the doors behind himself and leaned against them.
"I don't have much time," the island nation panicked.
Romano barely spared New Zealand a glance before he dodged Luxembourg's blow and swung a fist at the War's stomach once more. This time, he misjudged his speed and force and Luxembourg froze, his eyes wide in horror at the strange sensation.
"Th-That . . ." Luxembourg gripped at Romano's shoulders as he stammered. "That f-feels w-weird."
Turkey stared in shock at Romano. Gently, he reached out and tugged Romano's hand free. He winced when Luxembourg's body fell to the ground.
"I'm never doing that again." Romano had turned a delicate shade of green. His hands, both stained and clean, were trembling as he turned to Deutschland. "What did you do to me?"
There was a loud bang on the door and België's cackling from the door behind New Zealand.
"I may have pressed a few buttons," New Zealand shouted an answer to the question not directed at him. "I think it was the furnace."
The nations could clearly hear a growing rumbling echoing through the vents.
"What. Did. You. Do?" Romano roared. He darted forward to grab Deutschland by the jacket.
Japan hit Roma hard on the head with her katana when the War pounced at her. Andorra and North Korea both opened fire on Nederland who tumbled sideways off Australia.
"You are a War now," Deutschland snarled, gripping Romano's wrists. "You are stronger and faster than the other nations."
"Maybe I didn't want to be," Romano snapped, twisting his fingers in Deutschland's jacket. "I never wanted to punch someone like that before."
"Turkey-san, get Romano-kun away from him," Japan ordered as she whirled around to New Zealand. "What did you do, New Zealand-kun?"
New Zealand glanced over his shoulder at the door when the nations heard a muffled explosion. The island nation barely had a moment to move before the steel doors were blown off their hinges and fire erupted from the hallway, devouring anything in its path. Andorra screamed and scrambled away from the licking flames. Nederland barely ducked out of the way in time, his hair getting singed.
Deutschland stared in shock and horror at the flames. Three Wars dead. An experiment on the loose. The warehouse taken. All was lost.
Romano was surprised when the War suddenly punched him in the face.
"Retreat!" Deutschland roared, backing away from the nations. "Retreat!"
"Get back here!" Romano shouted. He moved to follow Deutschland with a bleeding nose when Turkey grabbed him by the shoulder, stopping him.
"Hold it, brat."
"I'm going to murder him!" Romano struggled against Turkey. The other nation could feel restraint in Romano's movements, as though he didn't really want to follow Deutschland.
"Ya can do it later." Turkey watched Deutschland, Roma, and Nederland disappear through the doorway. "Right now we've got other issues ta deal with." Romano growled but gave in to Turkey.
"Turkey!" Andorra wailed from her catwalk. The small nation had been cornered by the dancing fire.
"Kharestin," Turkey growled, starting forward.
Japan blinked in surprise when Romano suddenly raced past her.
"Romano-kun, where are you going?" Japan shouted after the other as the nation disappeared through a side door. "Romano-kun!"
"Turkey, I don't want to die!" Andorra cried in terror.
"Jump, ez-ad!" North Korea shouted and Andorra shook her head. Thailand watched the female nation worriedly.
"Kharestin." Turkey looked around himself, unable to find a way up. Tearing forward, he grabbed onto the support beams and began the climb up. He managed to get halfway before his palms itched with the burn. With a muffled growl, Turkey managed to make it up to the catwalk.
Andorra latched onto Turkey's jacket the minute Turkey was on solid ground.
"Hold on, Lâle, (Tulip,)" Turkey grunted. He began the climb back down, cursing when the metal creaked.
"Turkey," Andorra whimpered. "Don't count. Just jump."
"Turkey-san!" Japan shouted.
"Lâle." Turkey closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "I want ya ta let go."
"Què?" Andorra looked up at Turkey in horror.
"Australia will catch ya," Turkey assured his girlfriend. The Oceanic nation as indeed standing under the pair. Turkey winced when the metal shrieked.
"Promise you'll follow?" Andorra asked in a hushed voice.
"I promise," Turkey said. "Cross my heart and hope to die."
Shutting her eyes tight, Andorra let go of Turkey's jacket. Australia caught her several feet down with barely a grunt.
Turkey took a step down and froze when the metal screamed again.
"Turquia!" Andorra shouted desperately.
Romano appeared beside North Korea, followed by Mongolia and Bosnia and Herzegovina.
"Turkey," Australia shouted. "Let go!"
Turkey growled, taking another step down.
"Turquia, per favor!" Andorra screamed.
Turkey froze when the metal gave a final screech. Closing his eyes, Turkey took a deep breath.
"Kusura, bakma," he apologized. And he lost his grip just as the metal finally gave way.
o)O(o
Poland huddled against a tree, trying to keep as far away from the other nations as possible. There was an awkward silence in the air. Lithuania had managed to help talk Poland down from the tree. Now they were all waiting to figure out what to do without Germany. The nation had been gone for nearly a day.
"Po." Lithuania moved to stand before his friend. "I thought you might be hungry, so I brought you some food." Poland stared up at him with wide eyes, tremors running through her body.
"Poland." China appeared at Lithuania's side. "You must learn to trust your friend again. Lithuania has never hurt you before, aru." Poland whimpered and drew her legs up, wrapping her arms around them.
"Poland." Lithuania crouched down and offered Poland the plate he was holding. "I'm sorry that happened. I'll do whatever it takes to make it up to you."
"And you should not be blaming yourself for it, aru!" China exclaimed.
Poland was silent for several moments before she shakily held out a hand. Lithuania gave a small smile and passed the plate to his friend.
"It's a ham sandwich," he said. "I hope you don't mind." Poland took a small bite of the sandwich, chewing slowly.
"You see, Lithuania is not hurting you." China patted Lithuania on the head. "He is not Lietuva, aru." Lithuania ducked away from the patting with a small frown.
Egypt stood from talking with Estonia and Cyprus to draw China aside. He stared at the ancient nation intently.
"What is it, Egypt, aru?" China asked, looking sideways at Poland. His stance made it clear he didn't want to talk to talk to Egypt.
Egypt remained silent, looking China up and down. He reached out to lift the wolf up and study it curiously.
"That is nothing, aru," China snapped, snatching the token back.
"What happened?" Egypt finally asked. Thankfully, he took his attention away from the necklace. China's nostrils flared and he shifted nervously from foot to foot. "You disappeared for two years," Egypt continued. "We did not hear from you until today. What happened?"
China sighed and hung his head. "What is the date?" he asked.
"The twenty-seventh of October," Egypt said. China nodded and looked up at the sky as he did the math.
"I was ashamed," he finally said. "Ashamed that I killed both my younger brother and wife, and nearly killed Norway. I tried to convince my boss to dissolve me, but he would hear none of it. By my math, Japan's doppelganger appeared on my doorstep with Danmark and Sverige twenty-eight days ago. They kidnapped me and dragged me to a castle in Sweden. There Nihon . . . played with me. He tortured me for a week before I finally broke, aru." He lifted his left arm and pulled up his sleeve to reveal a brand.
Egypt traced the dragon-shaped brand with a finger carefully. "You do know Norway will take this as a chance to lock you in her house for safekeeping?" he commented.
"What, aru?" China's head snapped up and he let his sleeve fall back down.
"While you were gone," Egypt explained. "Norway took command of your family. She has had them under control and living in her house for the last year and a half."
"And they should stay there," China said firmly. "I am not fit to be head of a family anymore, aru."
"She will argue with you on that," Egypt said wisely. "You are about to begin a fight with someone who has faced many battles."
"I am five thousand years old." China crossed his arms. "If Norway thinks she can defeat me, then let her come, aru."
"She will come," Egypt mused. "And she will turn you into an icicle. Or perhaps a child."
o)O(o
There was a sniffling noise behind a fallen log before Finland leapt atop it. She sniffed along it before landing beside Germany. Tail wagging, Finland stared up at her friend with a gleeful expression.
"Did you find anything?" Germany asked, scanning the Swedish forest with narrowed eyes. Finland turned around, her nose pointing farther north. Her ears laid back and a quiet growl rose in her throat.
"Bleiben, (Stay,)" Germany ordered Finland, a hand on the wolf-nation's head. Finland whimpered and took a step forward.
A figure slipped around the tree and smirked, leaning against it.
"So," Lietuva said. "You found me."
"Ja." Germany's fingers twitched toward the gun at his hip. "You made it easy."
"I guess I did," Lietuva admitted. "But I promised Po-."
"Don't you dare call her that!" Germany roared. "Only Lithuania calls her that. It was pet name that will only bring bad memoires now."
"Why?" Lietuva snapped. "I love h-."
"Don't delude yourself," Germany growled. Marching forward, he stood directly before the War. "Poland could never love someone who forced themself upon her."
"And yet she loves you." Lietuva stood on his toes to be level with Germany. "The one nation who hunted, imprisoned, and tortured her." Germany opened his mouth to speak but Lietuva cut him off. "Don't use the 'Nazi Germany' excuse. Other nations might accept that, but I won't. You're a murder, Germany. Do you understand?"
Finland snarled and, leaping forward, she sank her teeth into Lietuva's arm."
"Gah!" Lietuva stumbled back and punched Finland hard in the muzzle. Finland yelped, releasing her pray and taking a step backward. She licked her sore muzzle uncertainly.
Germany surprised Lietuva by grabbing the War by the hair and slamming him into a tree.
"Who hasn't murdered?" he hissed in Lietuva's ear. "Ja, I killed millions of innocent people. But who hasn't done that before me?"
"Playing that card, are we?" Lietuva laughed. He flinched when Germany wrapped a hand around his throat.
"Why do I get all the attention?" Germany demanded, slamming Lietuva's head into the tree. "What about Japan and America? They both bombed each other. Or when Japan attacked Nanking. The crusades. The Irish Potato Famine."
"I get it," Lietuva growled, pushing against the tree. He stiffened when he found he couldn't move. "Y-You're not alone."
"Nein." Germany tightened his hand. "I'm not alone. And I'm not the one trembling with terror."
Finland huffed and leapt forward to close her jaws around Lietuva's legs. Lietuva howled and tried to kick out but failed when Germany blocked him.
"I'm not scared!" Lietuva howled desperately.
"Nein," Germany said. "You're just excited to die."
"I won't die." Lietuva struggled against the nations. "I can't die."
"Never say can't," Germany said, reaching into his back pocket. "It doesn't suit anyone well." Lietuva stiffened against the tree. His eyes widened when he felt a blade against a ribs. Several birds took flight, screeching in surprise, when a wail of pain erupted from the War.
)O(
Lithuania stood in a wheat field. The stalks around him were rotten and unkempt. Whoever was raising the crop obviously hadn't been there in a quite a while. It looked as though an entire village was going to go hungry.
Turning in confusion, Lithuania froze at the sight of himself standing in the center of the field with his back turned.
"S-Sveiki?" Lithuania called a greeting. He balked when Lietuva turned toward him. The War looked confused about something.
"Sveiki," Lietuva said, nodding a greeting. He turned back to watch the blood-red sunset. "I always thought I would die fighting bravely."
"Die?" Lithuania repeated softly. "Then, you're . . ."
"Negyvas. (Dead.)" Lietuva hung his head, his fists clenching. "Germany killed me in revenge for what I did to Po."
"You violated her," Lithuania accused. His anger changed to surprise when he heard a sob from Lietuva.
"I-I just wanted someone to love," Lietuva said. When he turned around, Lithuania could see the tears running down his cheeks. "All my life I was driven away from love. And when someone offered me the chance, I took it."
"With the wrong person," Lithuania said softly. "Po is already engaged."
"No longer." Lietuva shook his head and wiped the tears away. "After what I did, I doubt Po will want to stay with Germany . . . or anyone, for that matter."
"Po is having trouble," Lithuania admitted. "She thinks Germany won't love her anymore and she won't trust me."
"And it's all my fault." Lietuva fisted his hair. "All because I was searching for love. I never should have tried finding it in the first place."
"You're wrong." Moving forward, Lithuania placed a comforting hand on his doppelganger's shoulder. "Love is waiting for you somewhere. You just have to be patient enough for it to find you."
"You think?" Lietuva looked up hopefully at Lithuania who smiled softly and nodded. Lietuva took a deep breath and exhaled, turning to the sunset. "I think it's time to go now," he said.
"Will you go to the Hall?" Lithuania asked curiously.
"I don't know," Lietuva admitted. He turned to Lithuania one last time. "But we shall me again on the final battlefield, my friend. Tell Po and I am deeply sorry for what I did. And tell her to love Germany with all her heart. Any man brave enough to hunt down someone like me is worth her while."
"I will." Lithuania nodded assuringly.
Lietuva smiled. "Atsisukti, (Turn around,)" he said before he turned back to the sunset. As he walked, the golden wheat stalks sprung up from the ground and shielded him from view.
Lithuania turned around to find his brothers standing behind him smiling. Taking each of their hands, Lithuania pulled them into a hug. He smiled warmly up at Belarus and Poland who stood not far away.
'Love,' he thought. 'Is that all he wanted?'
A/N: What did you think?
I didn't want to make Romano's scene killing Luxembourg too graphic. Hopefully you all understood what happened. If not, message me and I'll tell you.
Texan War of Independence – (1835 – 1836) Republic of Texas vs. Mexico
Casualties: 3,360
Results: Texan victory.
Texas was later annexed into America in 1845.
You'll notice Germany said 'but who hasn't murdered?' and 'why do I get all the attention?' Here's why:
The Holocaust: 23,727,500 – 26,395,000 (Note: I'm not pointing fingers at the Germans. This happened before their time and it was a completely different country: Nazi Germany, no matter what Lietuva said.)
Pearl Harbor: 2,402
The dropping of the atomic bombs: ~200,000
The Trail of Tears: 2,000 – 6,000
The Rape of Nanking: 200,000 (argued over)
Irish Potato Famine: 1,000,000
Rwandan Genocide: 500,000 – 1,000,000 (It was four months long.)
As you can see, genocides are terrible things. And we're sorry to be such Debby Downers, but . . .
"An event has happened, upon which it is difficult to speak and impossible to remain silent."
~Words on the Clayton Jackson McGhie memorial in Duluth.
Well . . . that covers that sad bit. Onto the happier bits?
We've covered three requests so far: Israel, Andorra and Turkey, and more Israel.
We've chosen our song for this story: Europa.
'Cheshire' refers to Cheshire cat from Alice in Wonderland. He was a cat with a big grin who got really annoying.