✧.* Wings ✧.*

Proloug

The cold valley wind rustled through Canada's raspberry wine hair, the sides where thick white the back had a fade and the top had irish curly hair. Her amber eyes where tired, they drooped as she watched the river flowing below her. The stone bridge held her up from the freezing and deep river. She hopped onto the rim of the bridge and sat with her legs dangling down. She wore a black dress, it was a turtle neck with long sleeves and went down to the end of her thighs. She wore black gloves, the palm and the back where black while the fingers had the pattern of crossed leggings. A leather black jacket with short chains, pockets, and a silver zipper, was tied around her waist. She also wore black ankle high high heels.

She had two guns in the inside pockets of her jacket strapped in tight, a sharp axe strapped to her back, and a brown satchel hung over her neck and shoulder. Her pure white wings where as large as a thunder birds, her delicate colorless tail feathers laid beside her as her large and extensive antlers had no reflection to the moon light that danced upon the Canadian peryton.

"Ill take you to the moon and back. Back seat of my Cadillac." She awed, looking at the full moon that admitted its own light. "Start out slow then play it faster.." She thought of someone she once loved, but he left her alone when the simple arguments started between her and three other countries.
"Ill fly you out to paradise." Her voice echoed at the softness she was at.

"Take a hit and close your eyes." She knew who was behind her.

"I Know What You Fantasize About.."

Her eyes shined like amber as speaks of orange and red dazzled in the iris. They moved to glance at the three countries, they where corrupted. The tallest and most demonic country loaded a gun and aimed it at her. "Stay still you bitch.." He deeply growled, it echoed around his words and sounded like a bears warning.

He then pulled the trigger, the led bullet that dripped of poison and venom shot through the crisp air, faster then the speed of light and grazed the left side of Canada's neck. The blood dripped down from the cut to the bridge rim, her veins where filled with anger, intimidation, and devilish power. Leaning on her left hand and swiftly moving her legs up and to the side, she kicked the man with deep brown hair, ash coloured eyes, red, yellow, and brown coloured flag,Wearing a black suit, he was Germany.

Germany was once a anxious but kind country, he was a raven and a jack-a-loap. But it was ripped away from him at the age of sixteen when his father died and his soul joined Germany's vessel. Now, at age eighteen, he was one of the few countries that had three forms. He now was a god of reality and illusion. He kept a blue, transparent, keyboard in front of him that gave him full control of reality itself!

Germany fell to the floor but quickly caught himself and got back up onto his feet. Canada landed on hers and directly in front of China.

China was born without any abilities, with that, at the age of twelve he devoted his life to finding a way to be like everyone else. And at the age of fifteen, he thought he found a way. A way to be powerful, to be normal, a way to fit in. So he ran the experiment but it went horribly wrong, the accident could've killed him but instead it made him a cypher. A god of illusion, a god of hell, a god of unbelievable power. 

China smirked. "Well hello to you to maple." He laughed, tilting her head up with his finger. "Glad to see you again." He bent forward as the demonic country pushed her forward and pulled her hands behind her back. She tried to break free but he dug his claws into her wrist.

The man was Russia. He he was once a free soul, like Germany. But when he witnessed his father kill, a taste of blood and death grew into his heart, breaking the person he once was. As it grew into his heart and soul, he became a demon. But his father banished him from the family when he became a demon. So, anger grew and controlled his brain. The person he once was, was gone. He wore a black trench coat with a black suit underneath, chains hanging from his belt and arms.