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As soon as he started stuttering that got my attention. I watched him very closely just in case. He started to sway side to side slowly. I understood he wasn't at his full strength due to the depression, but he hasn't done that in a while. It concerned me greatly to watch my former brother like this.

As soon America collapsed Russia and I stood up,sharing a worried glance. I ran to America, he was on the ground there was blood running down his face from a long cut on his face. Wait...blood? That cut wasn't there when he walked threw the door. Wait what was that noise...oh no "Russia?"

"Da"I could hear the confusion and...worry in his voice. He was still standing on the other end of the table. He had an expression of worry written on it.

"Are those what I think they are?" I asked sifting my gaze back to America. He was trying to stand, he looked panicked.

"Da,comrades...and they aren't American."he said trailing of. He was in front the window now. Whatever it was,he had a panicked expression...then we could hear more than just planes. We heard the sounds of war. Those sounds were way to close for comfort. All of us could here the screams, the shots rang in our ears as the bombs were close enough to feel. None of us could even imagine that this was going to happen. America just tried to get up again, his face determined.

I had to help him up,in normal situations I would make sure to keep him down till better. That was if this was normal,which it wasn't and we knew we had to run. We had to get out alive, if got 'killed' by a bomb or bullet we could be discovered as immortals. "Hide! Now!" Russia said running from the window,as be covered his ears. I leaned over America momentary pushing him back towards the ground. The glass from all the windows crashed threw onto the floor and some into the wall. I got a couple cuts on my back, thankfully none stuck into it. I pushed my self back up. I toke off my jacket and hat and threw them to the side,they would just make it hotter and harder to run. Russia had the same idea as he toke off his own long coat. I got on my feet pushing on my newly scrapped hands. I had to pull America up to his feet, which Ivan helped in the act. We started to run,Alfred decided not to strip,he was used to the temp was one reason but to strip now was to waste time and he knew that. We all ran to the door thankfully we were the only ones in this building. America was slower,and stumbling.

After a few steps out side the door they dropped a bomb on the office. The explosion sent us all tumbling forward. We got up as fast as we all could. America seemed to be having trouble even with this. Honestly I couldn't blame him,this was unexpected and he couldn't fight back. Because of that his body couldn't fight it off either. He did though, he got up,his strength surprised both of us.

Another plane flew right over us. We all looked up to see something unexpected. A red circle decorated the side of the fighter plane. Our eyes grew wide as it started to shoot at the innocents and the ship crew. We could see them attacking the great ships in the harbor. Russia and I turned to America. His eyes wide in horror, mouth hung open in shock, and tears ran down his face in sorrow. He turned... I looked to where he was looking. My mouth hung agape. Oh you have to be joking. More bombers and more fighter planes flying low to the ground. The red sun proudly painted on the side.

'Run' my mind screamed at me,the obvious answer. I quickly agreed,as did the others. We soon be came surrounded by people. Bombs and bullets quickly gaining on us three. I could hear America screaming our names as he tried to catch up to us. I hid between two building, or in an ally, to try and catch my breath. After about 30 secs, I could see America running and stumbling forward at full speed.

"AMERICA" My desperate scream fell to death ears as he ignored my warning. I ran out of the ally in search for him. "Alfred?!" I yelled at him before he did something stupid...my eyes searching desperately for the boy. When I found my two fellow countries I had lost it. I took of running. Why must you always do this?! I mentally screamed as bullets flew by my ears and bombs on my heels as I ran to help.

~~~^3^ oh cliff hangover...what will happen next...well you are going to have to guess! Also I love comments!!!!! Bye!!