ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛʀʏʜᴜᴍᴀɴ ᴏɴᴇꜱʜᴏᴛꜱ (ᴍᴜꜱɪᴄ ᴇᴅɪᴛɪᴏɴ)

Atlantis

They were happy, the clouds above decorating the gigantic blue sky, the sounds of animals in the forest was a show for the eye. The sounds of water splashing onto the rocks, fish leaving nothing but a calming feeling.

America;the son of the king, next in line for throne since Canada and Australia had rejected it and his sister, New Zealand had been training to be a warrior.

Soviet;an archangel, despised by everyone, he was featured a cold soul for most, fear was what anyone would feel if they caught a glimpse of him. Well, not everyone

Most couldn't believe it, an archangel and a prince? Most kingdoms disapproved of this, "a sin!" They'd call it.

Though, they loved each other America saw something in him that nobody else saw, in his moments of disparé, America was Soviet's light..

Now, they had a family to raise aswell as a coronation coming in a few months. They were happy, Soviet was happy for the first time in years he was happy..

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"Givv me ze hat!" Yelled Russia as he chased his sister around the garden, America giggled at the play, his white wings moving slightly, Soviet's black wings covered America as he looked at his children.

Suddenly, America heard a loud bang, then another, and another, he looked towards the kingdom and his eyes immediately widened. He looked at Soviet and his kids, Soviet had also heard the bangs and was looking at America. They looked at each other, Soviet's eyes telling him "NO" while America's was only showing regret as he conjured a spell. The kids, Kasachstan was twelve, Russia, eleven, Ukraine, ten and Belarus was nine.

Soviet banged on the invisible wall trapping him and the kids completely. Soviet put a hand on the wall as America put his on Soviet's, "take care of them, please" he mouthed, he opened his wings, a set of armor magically appearing on his body, he flew towards the kingdom.

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"Canada watch out!" Yelled Australia as another archangel came foward with a sword in hands.

The kingdom was destroyed, people were being tortured, the battle was a total surprise, the kingdom hadn't even began to prepare when chaos started to rain upon them.

Canada looked for New Zealand, their parents and Australia were doing everything in their power to stop this, magic, swords, enchantments, nothing worked. They just kept coming and coming, nothing was going to stop them from their target..

America.

The American was fighting at least ten of them, he had pretty bad scars on his face, armor was being torn off. The archangels strangely let go of him as a black mist appeared beneath him.

Tentacles started coming at full speed towards him, they circled around his legs, arms, waist, he tried to escape by flying but the force was too strong.

Canada saw this and immediately his eyes widened, he pushed past the crowds of people who were being evacuated, he rushed to him but it was too late...

The force pulled America down with all of the archangels..

"AMERICA!" yelled Canada, he lowered himself onto one of the floating pieces of land, he picked up a golden bracelet with the words "America" engraved on it.

His wings, dropped beside him, his head down letting salty tears stream down his cheeks and onto the floor, creating golden flowers where his brother had just disappeared.

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Soviet had seen everything and was flying around, denial rushing through his brain, his kids were crying, where their mother once was there was now only a pile of golden flowers and a portrait of him, lying on the floor...