A Life and Death Scenario - Countryhumans

Chapter 9

The country grabbed her flute, other countries around her packing up theirs as well. "Hey Philipines," Indo walked up to her, "you good? You haven't packed up." Malay holding her Trumpet, Indo holding his Trombone. "Do you need help?" Malay asked her. "No. Sorry. You guys can go ahead. I'll meet you guys in our dorm." She smiled reassuringly, only she knew that something felt wrong. SOmething or someone in this room was giving bad energy off, they were one of the most positive people, no,... they're not right anymore. Indo patted her head as they walked out.

She looked over to the country, their eyes would usually be, green, but no,... Ukraine's eyes were pure black. As she got up, her flute and music packed away -- a black needle with a blood-red colored handle, flew past her. 'That ain't Ukraine's power! Where's the teacher!?' Another flew past her face. She ran to the door, regretabling stopping as a needle just barely grazed her cheek when she looked back to Ukraine.

(Indo's POV)

He and Malay walked down the halls, Philip pounced on them our of nowhere, when he looked up a black needle, blood-red handle flew just above them. "GO! GO! GO!" Philip yelled. He grabbed his stuff and fled with the others at his heels.

(Soviet's POV)

He was walking down the halls of the school, America patrolling with him. Three of the ASEAN kids come running into after turning a corner. "WOAH! Kids what's wrong? No racing in the halls without a reason." America gasped at the sudden impact. "SOVIET! Your daughter, Ukraine, went insane! She's you a power-" Indo started. "GET DOWN!" Philipines yelled at them before ducking a needle, just barely grazing her hands that landed on her head.

He pushed Indonesia down, America pushed Malaysia down, as a black needle just barely missed them.

He looked up, his daughters usually green eyes pure black with tiny red slits for pupils. "Ukraine! Stop this madness!" He commanded. His daughter blew another at them. He grabbed it by the handle. He gave it to America who's eyes widened at the sudden knowledge of them knowing who can control somebody's mind, body and power (AKA using his own and their's).

"NO! It isn't- it can't be him!" America yelled, looking at him. He nodded a "Yes. It is him." looking at his colleague.

"It's him." He started for America.

"The Tsardom of Russia (Will be known as TTR)" America growled.

Ukraine started giggling. "You know my secret now." Her talking was a chuckle now as she threw another needle. "Get UN! NOW!" He yelled at the kids as they ran.

Sweat ran down his four head. His daughter wasn't his daughter at the moment.

(UN's POV)

He flew down the corridors of halls. 'TTR's back! This isn't good!' He thought to himself, picking up pace at the second as he got closer. As he reatched the hall they were in he summoned a sheild, blocking his attack on his employee's. "UN~! Glad you joined the party." TTR smirked. He gestured for USSR and America to get down before he could clense Ukraine with one single power attack.

Ukraine flew back, her colors fading away from her body, rapidly.

He grabbed her head before it could hit the floor as a team of medics arrived.

"Get her to a doctor." He told them. "Heaven knows what he did to her." He sighed under his breath. 'He always does something to his victims body before he can be clensed.' He thought as he gritted his teeth as they (The medic team and Ukraine) left.

"Will she be okay?" USSR asked, he saw tears trying to break from Soviets eyes, but the country refused to let them give way.

"I don't know. You know your grandfather well enough. He'll do anything to the person he possessing before I or Vatian City can clense him from the country." His crown of golden leaves turned to a dead branch that was caught on fire.