Apocalypta

Near Gakuen Academy's Gates (12:48 pm; Dec. 8)

"Why are we here, of all places?" Alfred whines next to me while I just chuckle, Ludwig and Arthur rolling their eyes

Gilbert immediately nods "Ja! Of all ze avesome places, vhy are ve at zis un-avesome one?"

"It-It's just the school!" I laugh "C'mon guys!"

"Oui! Stop being immature!" Francis pipes as I glare at him for even opening his mouth

"It's quite magnificent actually!" Arthur squeezes my hand "We were joining this school, remember [Nickname]?"

I nodded "We were going to move from that god awful academy, [School Name]!"

"Bloody hell, I hated that place!" Arthur makes a disgusted face

"Vas it really zat bad?" Ludwig raises an eyebrow as Arthur and I nod "I mean, our school ist pretty much ze same as any ozer school I've been at!"

"Trust me!" I nodded "Our school is so bad, the teachers stopped trying to stop kids from acting up because there was so much kids breaking the rules!"

Arthur nodded as well "There used to be a no PDA rule in our school but they changed it to a we-don't-really-care rule after the legions of students breaking it!"

"And our school's teachers were so inexperienced that they thought the Axis was America, Britain, France, Russia and Germany!" Alfred joined in, laughing

I laughed at the memory as well "And the Allied was apparently Italy, China, Hungary, Romania and Japan!"

Ludwig was in shock "Vow..."

"I know right?" I coughed, trying to stop from laughing just so as to focus on where I was going. I, of course, didn't want to trip!

"An-And remember that lesson where... wh-where the teacher... the te-tea-acher said that Pearl Harbor wa-was in [Country] and Mademoiselle [Nickname] got so angry, she threw an-a-an apple at hi-him?"

All our heads snapping up, we realized we were at the gate of the school and there  he sat

All his clothes were ripped and bloody, a familiar looking hockey stick at his side all bloodied as well. But he still wore that gentle smile of his, gracing his bloodied features with a sort of forced happiness. It sickened me, how we all stood there with our mouths gaping open at the sight of him so bathed in scratches and wounds. How his voice was so horse and cracking that he couldn't help but stutter. How his pet was also there, scratches on him as well, as he petted and comforted the bear.

"M-Matthew..." I gasped as I ran to him, apparently the first to even move at all "Wh-Wh-? What happened, Matt? Wh-What did this to you?"

He just gave me this weak smile, like everything was okay even though he was running out of energy "Mademoiselle [Name]? There are other survivors inside! They'll protect you... Something I always wanted to do but I couldn't..."

"N-No... No!" I felt tears trickle down my cheeks "No, Matt! No! Please! You're too young to die! We were going to celebrate, remember? We were going to go to my favourite ice-cream p-parlor! An-And we were going to the Hetalia World Academy together too! Remember?"

"I thought..." He let out a breath, his breathing getting shallower "I though th-that you ga-gave up on those dre-dreams after I left fo-for Cana-Canada..."

"No! No!" I screeched, turning to the others "Help! Help! He said there are others inside! Please! Please! You have to go and! And! Help! Guys! Please!"

They all looked solem, as if there was no other choice but let him die "No! No! Arthur! Please, Arthur! Alfie! Alfred! Please! He's your brother, Alfred!"

"Non..." I turned my attention back to him as he tried to speak "The last thing I heard from you was that you loved me, ma petit amour?"

I nodded, fully aware that I was crying an entire ocean yet still blushing madly, as he continued "You must..."

He swallowed, his breathing shallower than ever "You... must... know... th-that... that I-I lo-love yo-you too..."

I couldn't take it. I started screaming, I didn't care who heard me. I started screaming and screeching like a madman. I had be heard. Someone had to come. I yelled for someone to help me. I yelled for god to not take him. Not my Mattie. Not my Monsieur Pancake-kun. Not him. I yelled. I yelled as hard and as loud as I could.

For once, I didn't care about the zombies. I didn't care about the danger or how stupid I looked. He had to stay alive. He had to stay alive for me. I finally found out that he loved me, that he cared. I kept crying, screaming, for someone to help.

"He's gone..." I look up and my [e/c] eyes met blue ones

"Ma-Matthew..?" Then, darkness swallowed me whole