• Prologue : Advice •

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Flashback/Past

Outside, the painted evening atmosphere and coloured clouds decorated the sky. A light breeze whispering through the tall yellow grass and wheat, as two boys with bandaged hands and simple clothing were fighting.

One of them finally tipped him on the dusty dry dirt.

"I'm still better Rusastan!" (Russia) One of them chuckled, towering over the other.

"Shut up Armeniya!" (Armenia) Russia grumbled.

Armenia laughed and gave his younger, foster, brother his hand, lifting him back up. Russia brushed the dust off his clothes.

"I don't get it, why do I need to learn this if there are already people there to protect us!" He sulked.

His brother laughed again, patting his back.

"Because, they can't always be there, and we can't always depend on them. One day, you'll be in a situation where you'll realise you can't depend so much on other people!" He explained.

"You're saying that because you're scared, they'll do the same thing to us as they did Mahabad, huh?" Russia guessed, looking at him with a more serious expression.

"Partially." The Armen sighed; he was quite close to Mahabad before their foster family put him back up for adoption.

The other reason was their scars. According to their foster parents Russia, Ukraine and Belorussia were all biological siblings and biological kids of a man and their other siblings (including Mahabad) were still their foster siblings at the time.

Apparently, the man was incredibly abusive and starved them, and that's when Russia had run off and informed police who got CPS.

Unfortunately, Russia and his siblings did not remember a single thing from the supposed tragic events.

"Hey, don't worry, just don't do anything stupid and you'll be fine" Armenia assured.

I should have followed that advice...

But now...

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