The Soviet Butchery [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter 1

The harsh rocking of the ship made America's stomach turn and his face drawn and even worse, his two friends mysteriously went missing into the Soviet Union. They were sent to investigate to gain information about Russia in particular. It's been 2 months after their famous disappearance and America was getting sick of seeing the same news,

Oh, France and England are goneee

The mystery with France and England will never be solved

America wasn't the type to read such saddening news, he prefers more happy and interesting news but that wasn't common at all. It was true that he missed France and England dearly but sometimes he gets annoyed with them from all their fighting in meetings and their verbal assaults at America calling him a big fat pig  and a disappointment.

Alfred focused his mind on Russia. He knew what the big snowman (Russia) was capable of and although trying not to show it, he was terrified of him but what about the other members of the Soviet Union? The Baltic's and Ukraine were never the type to hurt anybody unless in self defense, after all, they were so innocent. Ukraine seemed too weak to stand up to her little brother and the Baltic's were overall afraid of him, no one would like to see Russia's bad side.

— In the Soviet Union household —

Lithuania plastered a fake smile, keeping his eye on Latvia and Estonia. He had heard that America was coming over so he was relieved. Him and the others can finally be free but the chance of America actually getting in would be very tiny. Russia's house was surrounded by highly trained guards with a lot of experience. Lithuania peered out the window, Russia is returning. Ivan was carrying what seemed to be a bag that had a sticker glued to it that said "100% pork" but it didn't look like a pig. It looked more like a body bag. Lithuania shook his head, and noticed Ivan was taking a left turn instead of entering the house.

Lithuania decided he was going to take the risk and follow Ivan, he tied up his hair and put on his red hoodie on and snuck his way out of the house. The cold December wind made Lithuania shiver but the cold was the least of his worries, what if that body bag was Poland?

Toris made his way through the snowy streets of Moscow, pushing past drunk Russian citizens and crying children. A butchery shop caught his attention because it was decorated with fairy lights and international flags. He entered and saw different types of meats from different countries. There was Polish meat, British meat and French meat. Toris didn't feel right....He had a strange feeling about those meats...they didn't look like pork,beef or chicken.

Lithuania heard chopping and very loud mumbles like someone was trying to scream. The mysterious mumbles and muffled screams got quieter and quickly turned into sobbing. Russia appeared behind the counter and served more of the French meat.

"Oh, Lithuania you aren't supposed to be here." Russia stated, washing his hands  with soap and water.

"Oh..That meat Mr. Russia...it looks delicious" said Lithuania trying to change the subject "Where did you get them?"

"Ah.,Well I got them from Britain, France and Poland. I'm planning to add American and German meat after all, it's good for a butchery to be diverse da?" Russia questioned seriously.

"Y-y-yes" Lithuania stuttered. Russia smiled and added

"You're gonna get a taste of the Polish meat! Everyone at home will love it."

— Some hours later —

The meat was surprising very fragrant and it looked so juicy. Who knew Russia was such a good cook? Belarus licked her lips, drooling slightly.

"Dinner is served!" Russia happily yelled.

Sorry for the short chapter guys!