"I'm sorry,what the hell is going on here?"Said Romano,just as confused as the rest of us."What do you mean?You guys know Frank right?"

Is she talking about France?Unless that's his real name,I have no idea what she's talking about."Um Gaul...I go by France now..."She stopped hugging him and picked up her axe.

"Well I have a village to pillage~ so I'll be back la-"

"NO YOU DON'T.This is my country and I can't allow you to ruin it!"France was agitated and angry.The rest of us just kind of stood there awkwardly and did nothing.She stuck her tongue out at him and skipped away swinging her axe around like its a toy.

France chased after her,leaving the rest of us just there completely dumbfounded.Whats next now?The one thing I know is that I want out of this war."So what's next now?"Asked Portugal trying to lighten the mood at least a little.

"I....I can bring you guys home...."Said Switzerland.Once again back to the helicopter right?Im getting really tired of this.Everything.As we were walking back,I felt Croatia start leaning on me.Not in a cute way,he was putting almost all of his weight on me.

"Croatia?"I looked at his eyes.They were closed."G-guys help..."My voice was getting quiet."Guys..."Spain must have heard me because he ran over to me.My brain was blocking out all sounds around me,just what's going on.

I saw Spain's lips move calling out for help,and Romano came over to help lift Croatia."W-what's going on?"I was actually scared for him."We shall see when we get in the helicopter."Switzerland was kind of the leader here so we have to listen to him.

When we got there I demanded answers.Thy rested him on the bench like seats,and I sat on the floor next to him."His country is getting attacked."

"By who."

My voice was filled with an emotionless
tone."Yugoslavia.Ancient country."
I looked back at Croatia who was obviously in pain,but wasn't moving.
As long as the pulse is still there then he's fine...

"Get me there immediately."

Nobody objected,and Switzerland lowered his head but nodded.He said there was a jet that would get me there in about half a day.Someone else would fly it,and they would strap me in.

He told Romano to fly the helicopter as we went to the jet.Its across the city at an airfield.We were on foot for a while,but carjacked a jeep for faster travel.I even swear I saw France and Gaul somewhere,but I can't care about them right now.

We were doing 90+ straight speeding to this airfield.The wind in my hair was crazy,it blew off Switzerland's hat.There is nothing to talk about,nothing to lighten the mood,nothing.

See,it's things like this that make me regret helping out a certain person or side.If I never went with Germany and Belarus in the first place none of this would have happened!

Wy wouldn't be dead,Neither would Scotland and Monaco!Luxembourg would still see his sister!Hong Kong would be alive,and so would.....
I can't do this for much longer....

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Ok now that's all done...I should start by taking back some land...(c/n)?No that's not one of my children....Croatia?Yes him...he was really good friends with (c/n) when he was little.

"Slovenia?"

"*hic*YES MOM?"

"*chuckle*What weapons do you kids use now a days?"

Slovenia got up and almost fell over trying to show me this....thing.The guns I used to use looked nothing like this...Well they aren't too different upon closer inspection but snazzy to say the least.

"Can I use this?"

"Yeah...I'm tired...."

He fell next to me,and when I checked his pulse,it was completely gone.So I've done it.Slovenia is no longer a county,completely replaced by me.
Wonderful.....I'm so sorry my child...

I moved him into a move suitable position,and put a beer bottle in his hand.It seemed right.

"Hey!Slovenia~!Bro are we going drinking or did you start....without me...."

Someone was in the doorway.Dark brown hair and eyes,fixated on me.
Is this Serbia?

"S-Serbia?"

"I just came here for a drink after the shit I've seen today with Macedonia and Rodney....And now I'm seeing things again aren't I?Yugoslavia is that really you?"

I looked side to side and nodded yes.

"Um I kinda don't know what to say.So....Why the fuck are you back."

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When I was dropped off at the airfield,I was escorted to the hanger.The jet was a decent size,and yes it would take half a day to get to Croatia.They strapped me in the seat,put a helmet on me and everything.The guy that was flying me was pretty serious,so I didn't even speak to him.

As the jet took off my ears were exploding at how fast we were going.The ground got further and further away from us,and I felt like my entire body was falling.

It wasn't a good feeling in the slightest,nauseating to say the least.I closed my eyes and prayed-no.Wished that I would make it in time.In a war like this God doesn't exist anymore.

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Half a day later....

My body was jolted forward at the sudden speed change.Looking around I could sees us gently descending out the sky.The landing was a bit rough,but we made it.When I was lifted out,the people there said they were expecting me,and handed me my uniform.It looked just like my old one,badges and all.

I put it over my current clothes and these people gave me anything I needed.Tablet,something to eat,and a gun.Sniper rifle to be exact.They told me the enemy's base isn't too far from here,and that they could drop me off near it if I wanted to go.

"Bring me to them."

The people helping me were a bit shocked at the sound of my commanding voice,but agreed none the less.A jeep,and I was sitting in the passenger seat.

It's weird,after that jet,just adjusting back no normal speeds is extremely weird.The guy driving seemed like a lower rank,I could tell by how he's acting."Ok to the enemy base right?Lets*sigh* do this..."

We started driving but he insisted on starting a conversation."So,why are we going here at this time of night"
I gave him a puzzled look but didn't respond."Trying to take them out by yourself?"

I shook my head yes.His face started to get worried,and he asked me why I was going alone."I'm expecting to die."
"W-what?If that's the case then...um...Y-your not going to die!"

I really am expecting to give it my all here,I'll kill Yugoslavia if I have to.Croatia might not appreciate it but I can't allow her to just reck havoc throughout Europe.

"Um...look it's not my protocol....shoot...I-I'll help you!"
I was a bit shocked at his words but...he doesn't even know me,why would he want to help?He's going to get punished for going off protocol so...what's the point?

I mean it's not like there is a point to this war anyway.