The sleeping nation.

War is apart of everyone's past, present, an future. Its like this no matter were you go, but one place!
You may only know this place from a fairy tail, but it is real. It's name is 0259 area 37. I know it by home.
This is a peaceful place were people are born young an die old. There is no fighting here and no drugs.
Until the day he showed up. A stranger to all. A shadowed man walked into our little nation. He spouch funny no one new what he was saying, but it was plan for all to see that he was from a place of death.
This man was covered in dry blood from head to toe "non of which seemed to be his" an clinched a colt 45 to his side.
He scared most everyone with one look.
We tried hard to figure out his language , but it was no use. Seeing that we could not understand him, he pulled "from his pocket" a device that was badly damaged. He went about fixing it.
After about 5 hours the device turn on in a bolt of yellow light. As he spoke to the device it came out to our language.
He said that his name is John an that he came to warn us of a terible battle that was just outside of our borders. A place that non of us had ever seen or for that matter heard of.
John spoke of all the death an destruction that was there. He said that we would have to run as fast as we could to escape this horrible fate. That his nation encountered with out warning.
We listened for a moment, but took little heed to his words. For we knew not of war or killing antor person.

The night fell over are home. With John in the street still trying to warn us of the riseing sun, we closed our eyes for a peaceful sleep.
By morning the street was full of load sounds. An when I gazed out my bed room window. I saw a even stranger sight.
There was John standing in the middle of the road with his colt 45 pointed at a group of even stranger looking men. There must of been 19 hundred men in our street all carrying some for of weapon "which we haven't seen be for" all of which were pointed back at john. Without warning john started to shoot. Not the best of ideas , but he did manage to kill a few men be for he himself died.
After they were done with john the 19 hundred men turned the attack to us. Shooting any an evrything in sight. My home was destroyed in one day our sleepy nation was no more.
A few lived from this day " though we now live in hideing" few still wish to tell this tail.