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chapter 1

Heat racing. Clothes stained. Skin torn. Ragged breath. No one could disagree that Canada looked out of charecter today.

His clouded navy-blue eyes locked with the dull blue hues of his target's. Knife in hand, he charged forward, exhaustion and pain dragging him down. The blonde haired girl swiftly dodged the blood-stained weapon, succeeding in lashing her raised foot at his supporting knee viciously. He lost balance and collapsed to the floor with an animalistic cry. The crazed grin on his attacker's face grew into a horrific grimace of a smile as she flipped him over onto his bruised back with her black, angular shoe.

Now trapped between the blood- splattered wall and the even more blood stricken Belarus like an innocent mouse at the mercy of a majestic barn owl, Canada expected the worst. He knew that when in this predicament, Belarus would NEVER take any casualties. But, a dwindling spark of hope managed to shine against the speedily incoming darkness.

It was immediately diminished as he saw the battle scarred girl raise her metal instrument of peril.

The steel, and the scarlet liquid that dripped from it, reflected the gentle moonlight pouring from the shattered window above Canada's fear-stricken form. The blood that drained from him seemed to act like ropes, binding him to the once cream-coloured carpet, sealing him in place.

"Big brother," hissed Belarus, her voice laced with venom,"...is MINE!"

Canada closed his tear soaked eyes, squeezing them firmly shut, bracing himself for his imminent death.

It felt weird, knowing exactly when and how you will die... and how all these desires that you currently have will be forever undisclosed.
I'm not ready for this... but there's just nothing I can do...

Belarus felt adrenaline steer her arms so the tip of the knife she grasped pointed to the ceiling, poised ready to plunge into the Canadian' s rapidly hammering heart.

Canada tensed.

The unbearable moments crawled past.

And then...

CRASH!