Ivan woke up to the sound of crying and loud bangs. He sat up quickly as his house shook violently. Russia was under attack. Ivan's first idea was to find yao, his lover, and get him safely out. Ivan quickly got out of bed and went to the door. He grabbed the handle, opened the door and went out. Loud bangs were heard everywhere as ivan made his way to a room. The door was open and ivan entered.
He looked around and saw nothing. Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the sound of shattering glass. Ivan ducked, missing most of the glass. A few shards found there way on to his coat and scarf. He slowly sat up, brushing himself off. "I-ivan!" He heard" is t-that you?" He turned around and there stood yao. He had a deep gash in his forehead from what ivan could tell. It was covered up with an old piece of fabric, probably from one of his guards." Yao?, where were you?" Ivan asked getting up. " I was under the bed hiding, because of the explosions. I hit my head too." Yao replied fidiling with the extra fabric that hung down. He walked up to him and kissed his cheek." Well I'm just glad you're okay." " I'm glad you're okay as well. Do you know what's going on?" Yao asked. " not really sure but, I think were under attack." "But didn't your country sign the peace treaty thing with Germany?" " yeah....that's why I'm unsure. " suddenly ivan stumbled to the ground. He clutched his chest with one hand and grabbed on to yao with the other." Yao...help me please...yao.." He whispered. Yao began to tear up and held ivan. Nazi Germany was invading russia, just how Japan invaded China. China knew the pain, in fact he was still feeling it now, but ivan needed assistance now.
With out any hesitation yao picked up ivan and threw him over his shoulder. He quickly ran down the stairs and outside. The explosions had stopped a while ago, but what they had done outside was horrific . buildings crumbled, only the skeleton of a house remained. Body's were scattered through out the road and burned to a crisp. Yao cringed when the smell of war and death hit him. It was awful. Yao, still carrying ivan, ran down the street, jumping over people and chunks of road.
