Slowly the so told Guardians started to wake up. One after another opened their eyes and to their misfortune realized that the yesterday's happenings were not just dreams. That it was very much real. And they were not happy about that. Not a one it.

They found England sitting by the smoking remnants of yesterday's fire, still away, but now with dark circles under his eyes. He obviously didn't sleep all night, keeping up the protective barrier. But he wasn't about to tell that to others. He will rather have a sleepless night alone, than to let anyone else have to keep guard during the night, as arrogant as it sounds.

They ate the leftover fruits from the yesterday's dinner. Nobody said a word. They didn't even know what to say. They were trapped in an unknown place, with people trying to kill them, so what could they say? Everyone wondered if they will get out of there. And how will they get out of there? Will Terra come to get them or something?

The nations in the meeting hall with Terra started to wake up from their sleep too. The previous night most of them fell asleep, some of them on the floor, some on table. Only very few stayed up, like Scotland and his brother and France. Others woke up few times a night and checked it, but there was no change.

Terra acted like this was all one big TV show. Which to her probably was. She had this big smug grin on her face, which would Scotland give fortune to wipe off. But she was surrounded by her protective shield. Nobody could get closer than two meters to her. It was impenetrable. Not even Scotland's magic would get through.

There was mostly silence, only a very few of them talked in whispering voice to each other, but most of them were too scared to talk. Terra mocked them again. She just couldn't understand how could they act so scared, if she gave them such opportunity to watch this event. It was once in a lifetime for them. And she was trying so hard to be nice to them. She let them watch, let them sleep here at the sacred place, even conjured some food for them.

"I'm booored," whined Terra. It was somewhat high pitched whine that made many nations cringe. And at the smirk, that appeared on her face even more paled. Somehow they didn't think Terra's idea of fun, would be that much fun to them. Or more precisely, her idea of fun would mean someone's death.

"How about we play a little game?" Terra asked sweetly. Everyone looked at her. "What game?" Scotland asked warily. Terra giggled her annoying and terrifying at the same time giggle. Several nations shivered. The stronger nations unconsciously covered the weaker ones, in case Terra decided to need more "volunteers".

And their fears came true the next second. Terra smirked, "I will need someone to play it…" And before anyone could say anything, the girl conjured another ball, similar to that, where others could watch England and others. "And now for the players," Terra said thoughtfully. She waved her hand and golden light covered surprised America and Russia. And then they just disappeared and reappeared inside the second scenario.

"What the hell?!" America exclaimed, "Dude, this isn't funny!" Russia was so surprised, that he didn't even have his trademark smile on his face. Their surroundings now looked some sewer. The floor was wet and the air was stinking a bit.

"The rules are simple," came Terra's voice from everywhere, "There are hundred monsters. Survive and you win."

America looked at Russia, "Is she actually serious?" Russia shrugged. "You saw what she did to Germany and others, da?" he said. America frowned and said childishly, "This is stupid." Russia smiled and then without any warning he swung his faucet pipe at America, who barely dodged it.

"What the hell man?!" he yelled, but then he saw what happened. Russia hit something… America didn't even know how to describe it. It was obviously something living, as it had moved, but it didn't look like anything either of them ever saw. It was black like night with yellow glowing eyes, white sharp teeth and feral growl. It wasn't even covered with fur or feathers. It seemed to be made out of the shadow itself, but solid as Russia was able to hit it.

"This is sick," America said, pulling out guns, he was secretly carrying around, because he was paranoid. And now it came convenient. The game was on, and Russia with America started to fight for their lives.

It was well after noon, when Germany, who was with England's help leading them away from their enemies, allowed the group to stop and rest. They stopped at a small lake, so they could refresh themselves. They would certainly need that, if they are going to get anywhere.

There was a tense silence all day, which nobody wanted to break, only Lilly the Fairy talking to England. But now they sat down, Poland voiced out his worries, Canada agreed and Prussia teased them both, to get them into better moods, so they wouldn't be depressed. Because he was certain, there was no way, they would be stuck here.

And then as a lightning the peace broke, when a fireball landed in their middle, and they barely ducked out of its way. The explosion swiped most of the group from their feet. The air filled with screams and sounds of fire.

Strange reddish balls flew towards them, but England quickly deflected them. Who was attacking them? Was it the same group as the day before? Or was it someone new? Just how many people were in on this anyway? England didn't know. And he certainly didn't have time to think about it as another energy ball flew straight at him.

England dodged. There was some angry cursing and finally their attackers showed. It was the same group of people as yesterday. Only now there were nine of them. And all looked angry. "What do you want from us?" England demanded. The man standing closes to them smirked. "Just to humor you, I will tell you, why are we all here," he said nonchalantly, "Every ten thousand years there is this festival, or competition you may say. Two planets, chosen at the previous festival fight each other for the right to survive. Only one planet may preserve its life, and I assure you Terran, it won't be yours!"

Earth nations all palled. This was what it was all about? Fight to death? Their own Battle Royal? "This... This isn't funny," Poland said in strangled voice. A woman from the opposite group smirked, "No it isn't. And this isn't funny either, you weak uneducated piece of dirt. I'm getting sick of looking at your faces." Then she muttered something in elvish and conjured stone spikes, which she sent at the Earth nations.

After that all hell broke loose. Purple robed alien nations attacked Earth nation at full force. England, Lilly and even Germany with Prussia had barely defended other, who were dodging the spells that were sent their way.

England was quickly loosing view of the battle. There was just too many things going on at the same time. Just a second ago a lightning bolt barely missed his face. They had to get away from this, or they might actually die.

Canada was busy keeping an eye on his bear, when he heard an enraged cry. He turned his head just in time to see purple robed woman hurling a dangerous looking spell at him. But there was no time to dodge the spell anymore. He was going to die right here, right now. He was sure of it. And yet he felt something to slam into his side, effectively knocking him out of the way. But his savior got his in stead. Canada saw flash of blue and silver and realized who it was. Prussia had pushed him out of the way and got hit his stead.

The force of the spell threw Prussia away, way over the lake and he fell in. Canada gasped as the water closed itself above the Prussian. The alien woman laughed triumphaly. "I got one!" she yelled, "I killed one Terran!" She was just too overjoyed, when suddenly the lake burst out with blue light. And the same blue light engulfed Prussia's panicking chick.

Everybody froze, staring at the scene in front of them. Big sphere emerged from the water and hovered above it for a few seconds. Then it burst out and revealed, very much alive and changed Prussia. He now wore his teutonic knight outfit, with sword at his side. The Prussian eyes were closed and he looked calm. Prussia was lowered onto the water surface, but he didn't sink in. Instead he stood on the water, as if it was solid. Smaller blue sphere, that previously engulfed Gilbird, burst and from inside emerged black eagle. The eagle sat down on Prussia's shoulder, who opened eyes and with a smirk looked at everyone.

"Mai o shaesi kyl sai cali thel shoryr ti?" Prussia mocked. The woman, who attacked Prussia swore loudly. She moved her hand in preparation of another spell, but before she could even take breath to say the spell, Prussia leaped at her, pulling out his sword and impaling the woman with the sword.

Blood sprayed the floor and the woman gasped as the life escaped her. Prussia pulled his sword out with a smirk and the lifeless body sunk to the ground. "And that was for trying to get rid of me," Prussia said with a hint of disgust.

After that a tall man from the alien group screamed, "I will kill you for that you monkey!" After that he attacked Prussia who defended himself. England interfered, but more people joined the fight. Soon it was one big mess again. Prussia and England tried their hardest to hold their ground against such predominance, while other's tried to fend of those, who went behind England's back.

Germany yelled when a man attacked him. They clashed and the man smirked. Suddenly there was Prussia again and forced the man away. Germany was glad, because the alien man was unhumanly strong, but frowned, because they will sooner or later overpower Prussia and England and then they would be all doomed.

Nobody noticed as one alien man sneaked behind Prussia's back and went for Poland, Romano and Canada. Canada noticed first out of the three. His eyes widened as he realized the danger. He didn't have much time to think. He acted more on a instinct than real idea. Canada jumped in front of Romano and Poland, his arms wide, shielding the other two.

The spell hit him in the middle of his chest. Or it would have hit him, if suddenly bright white light didn't erupt around him, hiding him from the world, and deflecting the spell in the process.

Canada felt power flowing all around him. He felt so strong, like never. Canada gasped. His head felt as if someone suddenly opened a gate and the knowledge just poured inside. The screams of the alien group suddenly stopped being gibberish and formed actual words. It was weird feeling, but at the same time it was as if it was always meant to be this way.

The light dispersed and Canada was standing there in an outfit similar to his winter gear, though it was lighter color, with bow strapped to his back. His bear, Kumajirou was not far away, though he significantly grew in size, so he was now the size of a regular bear.

"What are you waiting for?" yelled some alien woman hysterically and the man who attacked Canada previously moved towards him again. But Canada didn't wait for it. In a blink of eye he pulled out the bow, and even though there weren't any arrows, he pulled at the string, and an arrow made of energy appeared. Once he let go, the arrow whistled through the air and buried itself halfway into the man's chest.

The room was silent. The heavy air carried the tension not only from the events that took place with the Guardian group, but from earlier fight too. Russia was lying still unconscious in the corner, with Norway tending to him and of course Belarus panicking beside him. Meanwhile America was being bandaged by Wales, who with soft murmurs healed as much as he could. Both of the fortunately survived. This time. Only gods knew what the sadistic representation of Earth could come up with next.

Mai o shaesi kyl sai cali thel shoryr ti? - So you were going to have fun without me?

For all those who are not satisfied with the open ending of this chapter, remember there is plenty to come. I can't just put everything here.