Australia burst into tears. "I-i'm s-o sorry A-Ame-" He sobbed and wrapped his arms around his remaining siblings and sobbed louder.
Kiwi hugged back while America, tears streaming down his cheeks, escaped from the Australian's grasp and went into one of Belarus's hallways.
He stopped in front of a closet and opened it. He dug around inside of it for a bit until he found what he was looking for.
The American walked back out of the hallway and out of the house.
No one but Russia noticed his lack of presence and got up to look for him. He looked everywhere in the house for him and eventually gave up on looking for the man in the house. He went outside but didn't want to alert any passing zombies so didn't call out America's name.
'God damnit, Аме' the Russian figured that America went to retrieve his brother's body. He had no idea where it was but once again assumed that it was in the town a couple miles from Bel's.
He quickened his walking speed to a jog and once he neared the town he broke out into a full on run.
He spotted some people or something shuffling towards something or someone. "Shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit-" Russia cussed while pulling out a knife from his pocket.
Suddenly an ear-piercing boom rand through out the town. The only reason it hurt Russia's (non existent)ears was because he wasn't expecting to hear a gunshot. Normally it only made his ears ring a bit because he was so used to the sound of gunfire but this just surprised him.
Russia ran to the hoard of zombies, avoiding all that he could and any that got too close got stabbed (social distancing on another level-).
Russia made it to the middle of the mob panting.
The Russian saw America with his brother's half eaten body and a gun, trying to get away.
The Slav rushed into action and began killing as many of the undead he could. He motioned for America to run which he nodded in thanks and dragged his dead Canadian sibling back to the potato house.
Russia was still up against a huge hoards of zombies but was doing pretty well considering how incapable of defending themselves zombies were.
The Russian felt something tug his leg hard and he fell over onto his face. "Fuck-" He hissed in pain and immediately turned over.
He saw an undead jumping on him and he put his arms up in a defensive way. The zombie continuously tried to bite the tall Slavic man. Russia pushed the heavy body off of him and tried to stand up but another undead got on his leg which he immediately kicked off.
Russia stood up and realized one of the lifeless but moving bodies had knocked his knife out of his hand.
"Я думаю, это то, как я умру" Russia said and opened his arms, accepting his sad demise.
"RUS!! GET DOWN NOW!" A voice screamed.
The Russian ducked as soon as he heard the voice. "Amerika?"
The sound of undead was interrupted by the booming sound of an automatic weapon. Almost all of the zombies were wiped out in less than 5 minutes.
Russia looked up when he didn't hear the firing of the weapon any longer.
He saw America approaching him with a smile and tear stained cheeks.
"C'mon Rus, let's go. It's not safe here."
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okay I'm very aware of how short this chapter is its kind of a filler
aNyWaYs- hope you guys are staying safe-
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Apocalypse (RusAme)
RandomAmerica was sent by his president to make an alliance with his greatest enemy, Russia. Once he arrives, he talks to their countryhuman, and during his visit, something happens, something more virulent than Chernobyl. Side note - This story is old as...
