The Hero and the Survivor

When Hell Broke Loose

"He's not actually going to try and come back right?" Britannia asked the other ghosts.
"Of course he is,"Germania hissed,"vat other reason would he have for communicating vith America?"
"He's going to hurt her," Abba Israel muttered more to himself than to the others.
"It will be far more than just Israel he is going to hurt if he gets loose," Mama Greece said simply,"far more, my poor Greece."
"Well what are we going to do?" Kievan Rus' asked,"none of us have had enough influence to communicate with more than just our children or grandchildren."
"Except Rome," Ancient Egypt grumbled.
"There has to be something!" Ancient Iberian Peninsula stated,"do you think the countries will be able to vanquish him if they work together?"
"Don't make me laugh," Aztec Empire said darkly,"they are so dead."
"Or worse," Mayan Empire added on to his wife's statement.
"All we can do is see what his next move is," Inca said sadly.
"I don't like this at all," Germania grumbled. Still, all the spirits could do was wait and see.
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"Italy," someone whispered as the Italian rolled around asleep. Who was bothering him?
"I'm coming back so you and your brother need to be careful," it sounded like... like...
"Sleep grandson," he laugh and kissed Italy on the forehead,"I'll see you soon." Italy sprang up from bed at this point, but no one was there.
"Grandpapa Rome!" Italy yelled all over the house, but there was no answer. The Italian gulped; he wasn't sure what gave him such a bad feeling. It was there though and Italy didn't like whatever was coming at all.
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China felt a hand rest on his hip. It was a large strong hand; had he invited Russia over last night? China asked himself. No, Russia had been busy. Than who the hell is in bed with me aru! China went to attack whoever it was and quickly found himself pinned to the bed by a way heavier body.
"You haven't changed a bit have you," a very familiar voice stated as China's eyes adjusted to the dark room. China reached up a hand and felt the small prickles of facial hair of his old lover.
"Rome?" China asked as tears appeared at the edge of his eyes,"how? You....you..."
"Shhh," Rome said covering his eyes,"it's me alright. It's very complicated though and things are about to get messy. So I thought I'd worn you. Te amo." He quickly pecked China's lips and then he fled the room.
"No!" China screamed as sprang from bed and ran after the Roman,"come back aru!" China looked all over his house and outside, but his ancient lover was gone. Had he been dreaming?
***
"Hey Israel," America whispered in his lover's ear. The other country moved a little in her sleep.
"Go back to sleep Hero boy," she mumbled. He smiled as he played with her thick curly hair.
"But I can't," America said as he kissed her shoulder. Israel in return giggled and turned to face him in bed.
"Is something worrying you?" She asked as she opened her eyes and yawned. America gave her a sad smile and caught her yawn.
"When isn't something at least secretly worrying me?" He asked as he rested his palm on her cheek. Israel sighed and rested her hand on his.
"You can tell me you know." Israel stated simply. His blue eyes became cloudy for a moment.
"Like I said before it will only be a little bit longer.."
"Do you not trust me?" Israel whispered almost silently. America's eyes widened as he shook his head.
"No, I trust you it's just not safe yet." America said as he kissed her forehead,"all will be explained I promise." Israel gave him a light glare before snuggling into him.
"If we aren't all dead by that point." America laughed at her sarcastic comment.
"Goodnight." He said before vanishing into his dreams which she soon followed.
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Then all of hell broke loose.
She was running. From what or who; she had absolutely no clue. Her brown feet just kept moving as someone continued to chase her over her entire island.
Madagascar had called her early in the morning. She told her that the African countries were all being pick off one by one. Since they were islands, it would take longer for whoever it was to come for them. Countries over all of Africa were collapsing. This was the end.
"Were you trying to warn someone? I'm surprised. It's rather touching really! But you really should have contacted one of the stronger countries. That would have been far smarter!" A deep male voice said as the phone fell to the floor. She heard the sounds of Madagascar struggling before a sickening snap echoed through the phone.
"Run little island," the voice stated,"you're the last one!" The female nation shook as she remembered the words. Still she continued running, how had he gotten here so fast.
A large hand gripped one of her two pony tails and she fell backwards. She looked up as a sword tip lightly touched just above her heart. All she could do was look up at the male personification above her. Her stomach dropped as a very dead empire looked down at her.
"Rome," she whispered as the grandfather of most of Europe smiled down at her.
"Seychelles," the empire said with a smile,"it's nice to meet you. Both France and England seem to like you very much."
"Why did we do...." Seychelles shut her mouth as he pushed the sword a centimeter deep. She hissed in pain as blood appeared.
"I have slaughtered all the African Nations in one night. Rather amazing huh? Well all now but you." Rome said as he twisted his sword a little making wither in pain.
"And I can't decide should I let you relay a message for me or kill you and let all the countries be at each other's throats in suspicion." She looked up at him and waited for his decision.