.Blood after Dark.

Chapter 1: Getting used to the new area.

" Cuba! Time for dinner! " Exclaimed Arizona, who was at the table, awaiting my arrival because me and Arizona got along just fine.

" . . . Coming. " I replied, slipping on the jacket that Vietnam had given me before his death, I walked to the dinner table and ate.
America stared at me. " Heh. I know what to do with this kid. " He thought to himself.
I stared back at America while he wasn't looking at me and I glared intensely, I always despised America just because of the Vietnam War.

I then went to bed after dinner and slept, I heard the distant thumps of people. " Huh. I wonder who that could be. " I wondered, I got up, and got prepared just incase it was an attack, and surprise surprise, a group of my own people attacked me, tearing my things and harming me, I saw one tear up my jacket that I had from Vietnam, and that just made me angry, I grabbed a nuke from under my bed that Spain had given me and nuked them, I have to say I got hurt too but it was worth it.

All I can see is the whiteness of the hospital.
" Huh . . ? Where am I . . ? " I mumbled, barely able to speak. Arizona hurried into the room, " Ah! Your in the hospital, our father had launched a attack on you to try to get rid of your communist party.. " She said, feeling slightly guilty.
" . . It's not your fault that you're a part of America.. " I said, " I know you wouldn't do this to me, Arizona. "
Arizona just sobbed, she didn't want to be a part of America anymore, she wanted to be independent just like any other states.
" . . Arizona, it's alright. Atleast I'm okay. "

A month passes and I have gotten used to this place, and I have now left the hospital, I am healing perfectly fine, however America just despises me.

Vietnam shook his head. " No way. . Cuba did it! Yeah! Haha. . But. Is this really the end? No . . It can't be. " He thought, then he flew away.