50 States: Chapter 19

"Sve?"

The figure emerged from the shadows to reveal...

Denmark.

The Nordics were for once relieved to see the Dane. Not that Norway would ever admit that out loud.

"Idiot! Put that gun down!" He growled.

"Hehe. Sorry Norge." Denmark lowered his weapon. "Glad you could join us. The guys and I decided to make this mill our base for the game."

"The guys?" Iceland asked.

"Yeah. Australia, New Zealand, and South Korea." Matthias grinned. "We found this place before you got here."

"Where are they now?" Finland asked, looking around.

"They went to search for the other weapons and I'm taking the first watch." Denmark replied. "Since you're here, you want to join our little group? We could stand a better chance against the states."

Before the Nordics could reply, another pair of footsteps rushed up the stairs followed by the sound of a gun being cocked.

"Denmark, are you-" Australia paused, training his gun on the intruders. "Oh, sorry mates."

"Please lower your weapon." Finland said, eyeing the submachine gun identical to the one Denmark was carrying.

Australia lowered his weapon before visibly relaxing. "Sorry. I saw the door open and figured Denmark might've been in trouble."

"Hey Australia." Denmark greeted. "You find anything?"

Australia grinned. "You bet, Mate."

He removed a bag from his shoulders and dumped its contents onto the floor. Two pistols, three grenades, and a small box of paint bullets.

Australia lifted one of the pistols, a Colt 45. "This one's loaded with paint and the other is a water gun."

He gestured to the second gun, a Glock 17 Mm.

"So what now?" Iceland asked.

"We wait for Zea and South Korea." Australia said, examining a grenade. "You think we should test these out?"

Denmark shrugged. "Not sure. They could be dupes, but I don't want to risk it if they're real."

No one objected to that.

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Meanwhile, on the third floor...

"Mu jumal! This is incredible!" Estonia said in awe after America escorted the spared nations to the security control room where the view of every camera on the property could be seen. Estonia looked like a little kid on his first day to an amusement park.

Minnesota was seated in front of a set of screens that showed the view of the cameras outside. She gave the nations a small wave before turning back to the screens.

"Thanks. We like it too." America said, proudly. "You can see everything in this room. Except the occupied bedrooms."

Caroline suddenly jolted up. "Dad! You got to see this!"

Alfred walked behind his daughter and looked at the screen she was pointing at.

"All right! Baltic sisters coming in hot!" He cheered.

Baltic sisters?! Estonia and Latvia rushed to the screen to see the Baltic capitals attacking Austria, Hungary, and Poland.

"Wow, they're good." Latvia said, watching Riga take out Hungary.

"Yep." America agreed. "They usually hide in this side of the forest during a gun fight."

"Looks like Tante Anneliese is going to make her move." Minnesota said, looking at another screen.

America grinned. "Oh man, I gotta see this!"

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The G8, China, and Spain had made their way out of the cornfield and were wandering towards the forest.

Italy whimpered. "Germany, I feel like I'm being watched."

Before Germany could reply, a shot of water flew from the cornfield and hit Italy right in the head. Shrieking, the Italian dove behind Germany and started waving a white flag.

"Take cover!" Germany shouted, grabbing Italy and diving behind a tree. The others followed suit.

Panting, China quickly peeked behind the tree. "It came from right behind us!"

"Yes, we can see that!" England snapped. How did no one notice that someone was right behind them? The shot had come directly from where they had been standing just less than a minute ago. The tall stalks of corn made it difficult to see the culprit.

Spain suddenly saw something in the corner of his eye and he instantly perked up.

"Look, amigos!" He quickly pointed to where he was looking and the others followed his gaze. Beneath a tree, thirty feet away, were three machine guns, two rifles, and two pistols.

"I'll go get them."

"Be careful of zhat sniper." Germany warned. "Take someone vith you."

"France! On my signal, we sprint!" Spain told his friend.

"Understood, mon ami." France nodded.

"Ready...GO!" Spain and France took off towards the weapons. A shot of water barely missed Spain's head and another got France in the arm. The two members of the Bad Touch Trio snatched a weapon and hid behind a tree.

Spain then turned back to the other nations. "Get the rest of the guns, we will provide covering fire!"

France and Spain prepared to shoot.

"Now!" Antonio hissed.

BANG

Everyone jumped at the shot and Spain froze in shock. His pistol was real! Suddenly, the shooter in the cornfield emerged. It was Vienna. She was dressed in an army green suit and was carrying a sniper rifle.

"You just surrendered, Spanien." Anneliese smirked before turning to the other nations. "May I advise you to check the ammunition before firing your weapons."

"Dios mío!" Spain exclaimed. "I'm so sorry, Vienna! Are you hurt?!-"

"Calm down, I'm obviously not hurt." The Austrian capital cut off the Spaniard's worried rambling with a roll of her eyes. "You can just consider yourself lucky that your shot was off target."

Vienna then took Spain by the arm. "Since you are no longer in the game, I will escort you back to the house."

"Oh, and one more thing." She said, looking directly at Italy. "Spain just used one of the real guns, so you if you want to surrender you'll have to find the last one before somebody else does. If not...then you're going to be out here for quite a while. However, you never know what might be in the mystery guns."

Italy held onto Germany and cringed at the thought of remaining out here with more people shooting at him. He hoped that one of the other guns Spain found would be a real one.

Once Vienna and Spain were out of sight, the nations checked the ammunition of the remaining guns. Two water guns, a paint gun, two firecrackers, and a mystery pistol.

France's weapon was a water submachine gun, England too the other water gun, Germany selected the paint gun, Japan and China were armed with firecracker rifles, and Italy was handed the mystery gun.

"Don't fire it right avay." Germany said, handing the weapon to Italy. "Ve don't know for sure vhat's in it. You should only use it vhen you are cornered and run out of other options. Got it?"

"Okay." Italy mumbled, holding the pistol. He knew it was false hope, but he prayed that he would never have to use it.

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"Come in, 21."

"What's up, Minnie?" Illinois whispered from her hiding spot. She, West Virginia, Colorado, and Lithuania were positioned in the trees near the gardens, keeping an eye out for the nations.

"Austria, Hungary, and Poland were chased out of the forest by the Baltic C's and are heading in the G8's direction." Minnesota warned. "Ark is going to let the dogs out."

"Copy that, 21 out." Violet ended the call before signaling to her sisters and godfather. "Be on guard! The enemy's going to be heading our way very soon."

Nora giggled. "Looks like we're getting another shot at the Pole, Dede."

"It seems so but I am going to try a shot at Germany." Toris replied. While shooting at Poland had been very satisfying, he wanted a chance to get one of the more 'powerful' countries.

"I want the Brit." Scarlett stated.

Violet hushed them and listened. They could all hear barking in the distance. "Prepare yourselves."

We got you now, nations. She grinned mentally at the thought of shooting at the nations with her new choice of weapon.

AN: Well, here's chapter 19. The next chapter will be the end of the gun fight and it will have more action than this one.

BTW, if you like Angsty fics about Poland or Holocaust stories, check out my other story Immolation. Fair warning though, it's rated M for a reason.

If you decide to check it out, let me know your opinion!

Enjoy!