Later that day, everyone was ready.
France, Prussia, Spain, England, America, Russia, Germany, Turkey, and China were all going. Latvia, who shouldn't have been going, was also going anyway, since he was being dragged along by Russia.
As Spain entered the plane, he heard someone yelling a bit farther away.
"BASTARDO! WHY AREN'T I GOING? I COULD HANDLE IT!" Romano yelled, running towards the plane.
Spain flinched and rushed onto the plane. "Everyone hurry!" After everyone was on the plane, Spain watched outside his window. Italy was running up behind Romano to stop him.
"Noo Fratello don't go! you have to stay here with me and Japan and everyone elsee!" Once Italy got close enough, he glomped his brother. That's the last thing Spain saw before the plane took off. With that last image, he, and every other Country on the plane, hoped they'd be able to come back soon, and that Japan would be ok.
In Japan, the war had sabotaged many things. Families, homes, and even entire cities. The war also brought new things to society, but it wasn't anything good. Violence was everywhere.
Out of the tragety, the Goverment also began to fall apart little by little. In attempt to try and save their people, kids were placed with false parents. These groups of strangers were to be called families, though no one really saw it that way. It was hard for people to trust eachother, and it led to abuse.
How could you trust a stranger, anyway? It's easier to rely on yourself. You never know for sure what another person is thinking. The point of life isn't to make connections with other people. All you can do it get by as long as you can until you die.
A young man wearing a long jacket, named Akira, thought this to himself as he walked across the seemingly abandoned waste land.
But, it wasn't abandoned at all. The place was swarmed with vicious killers, ready to murder.