A quick summary of a time not long ago…

"What are you doing here," he asked, eyes narrowing. The ex-nation raised his hands and took a step back. This confused Alfred. The usually confident albino was never so meek. The ex-nation's hair had grown and was tied with a purple ribbon, hanging over his right shoulder. A white hood covered his already white hair, connecting to a long cape. It had a black cross on its side and it partially covered the black military jacket and pants he wore. A black spiked collar was wrapped around his neck. What shocked Alfred the most was Prussia's eyes. The usually glowing red was dimmed and blank, not even shimmering.

"I-I'm here to help," the albino stuttered.

He stood there, watching them all. They were discussing what they're plan of attack should be. Gilbert bit his lip.

Didn't they see that what they were doing was horrible? They were talking about bombing Italy! Their friend Italy! The same who "ve~!'d" and "Pasta~!'d" all day long! The one who cried for Germany's help! The one who couldn't even tie his own shoe laces…..

Gilbert drew back when Germany addressed him, asking for advice. Their surprise was evident when he stuttered, but he didn't care. Austria and Hungary gazed on with concern. He couldn't face them, he just couldn't. He was still hurt from the wounds from long ago. Why did she choose Austria? Why not him?

He turned away to hide his anger. They asked if he was feeling alright. He didn't bother answering before he left.

The ex-nation did not know where this unexplainable guilt came from. It seemed to have grown over time, ever since the other three had begun acting weird. At first, it was simple things, such as accidently trashing Germany's house when he was drunk. However, over time, it had him questioning his actions over the years; mainly the War of Austrian Succession. Even now, Gilbert's guilt was the thing driving him to help the SIA Alliance. Was he one of their allies? Yes, he would consider himself one. Their first if he was right.

The albino swung his sword, cutting down a length of vines in his path. He wasn't entirely sure where China was, but he would prove to them that he was there to help. He had to!

Japan had sat there in the meeting room and simply agreed with what the others said as usual. Even though his expression was blank, the Prussian could tell that the nation didn't like what they were doing. He could have declared neutrality! He could have tried to stall them!

With that in mind, the rage exploded and he rushed forwards with an animalistic growl.

He held up a hand, calling his people to a halt. Bringing a finger to his lips, the leader slowly pulled his sniper rifle off his back and peered through the scope.

"We are close," North Korea said, putting his rifle back into its holster on his back. Then, he proceeded to lead his troops down the slope of the hill and into the trees.

Ahead, the French city of Lyon was burning.

The snipers raised their guns and pointed them down. They could see all of the people below, soldiers and civilians, making their way out of Lyon ahead of the raging fires. North zoomed in with his scope and finally found who he was looking for. With a grim command, the people fired.

Both French and English soldiers fell and Feliciano blinked in surprise. He looked up to the buildings and saw them.

Feliciano smirked and gave North a sharp salute. Then, he ordered his people not to shoot the North Koreans.

Together, Feliciano Vargas and Im Hyung Soo chased the French and English out of Lyon and claimed it in the name of the SIA Alliance.

Memories seemed to be flowing through his mind and he could sift through them, watching battles that his brother fought in. And the most surprising of all: Romano approved.

Sometimes, when he's alone in his room with the door locked, the nation would go through the memories and laugh. He would ask himself questions aloud as he giggled such as "Did you see his guts spill out?" or "His face! His face! What a fucking amazing shot Veneziano! Blowing his face right off…."

Romano felt the tip of his lip twitch as he thought about it. The Italian Republic had been torn into two once again.

But….

… Maybe….

…..Feliciano would be willing to rejoin…..

….. And both of them…..

… Could fight…..

… Together….?

"I never thought that we would gain so many allies so quickly," Feliciano observed. Hyung and Mai LY were sparing together. The Korean was using two fans that his nation had created many centuries before, blocking the Vietnamese girl's paddle with its sharp edges. Her expression was determined as she continued with her attack. Yao was barking out orders to the two, telling them what to improve on as they fought.

"Neither did I," Alfred replied, adjusting his sunglasses, "This is rather interesting…."

Lightning flashed.

At the silent signal, the two groups rushed each other as the rain began to pour.

For a brief moment, the eyes of the SIA nations glowed red.

On the opposite side of the world, Alfred, Feliciano, and Lovino all stood in a similar show-down with Europe's nations.

Instead of rain and thunder, the sky was clear and the sound of fighting in the city streets of Paris began.

The enemies rushed towards each other.

Alfred's eyes glowed red, while Feliciano's and his brother's glowed lilac.

The date was February 14th 2015.

"Why?" Japan blocked the knife, the clinking of the blades as they hit ringing throughout the clearing. Yao grinned as he dodged one of the Japanese's own attacks.

"Why? Why what aru?"

"Why are you doing this?" The two jumped back, breathing heavily. Japan wiped his wet bangs out of his eyes, the blank brown irises sad. Yao's grin slowly faded into a scowl.

"I don't answer to you Japan," the nation stated coldly. Japan rushed forwards, swinging his katana once more. The Chinese man blocked it and the two stood at a standstill.

"Tell me why Yao," Japan demanded, pushing with his strength. Yao gritted his teeth and pushed back.

"Why do I fight? Why do I decide to join up with Alfred and Feliciano to get rid of all of you aru?" Yao's eyes flashed once more.

"I fight because you all left me! Every single one of you left me! But Hyung Soo and Mai Ly came back and apologized….. They threw a birthday party for all the times they missed…. They were the only ones who visited…. They were the only ones that called when they were troubled… THEY WERE THE ONLY ONES WHO DID ALL THOSE THINGS! I'LL NEVER FORGIVE YOU FOR NOT DOING THE SAME! NEVER, NEVER, NEVER, FORGIVE!" Japan rolled out of the way of Yao's furious slashes and the battle continued.

Yao's eyes glowed a murderous red.

"So bring it on Japan! Cause no matter what you attack me with, I will never ever forgive you!"

Bombing of England – Operation Drop: 2013 December 25, SUCCESS

Attack of Austria – Operation Democratic Relations: 2014 March 12, FAIL

Attack of Hungary – Operation Democratic Relations: 2014 March 12, FAIL

Attack of France – Operation Democratic Relations: 2014 March 12, FAIL

Battle of the Rain Highway – 2014 August 31, SUCCESS

Battle at the Mongolian Border – 2014 October 29, SUCCESS

Battle of Dalandzadagad – 2014 November 13, SUCCESS

-Joining of Prussia

The Burning of Lyon – 2014 November 13, SUCCESS

-Joining of N. Korea

The Three Month Silence – 2014 November 15-2015 February 14

-Joining of Vietnam

-Joining of Italy Romano

Fight at Gurvansaikhan National Park – Operation Pincer: 2015 February 14, FAIL

Battle of Paris – Operation Pincer: 2015 February 14, FAIL

Attack of the North – Operation UK: 2015 July-August, FAIL

-Joining of the Nordics

Borderline Battle of Germany – 2016 January 7-16, FAIL

"You can still back out, you know," Alfred said, also standing and walking over. Feliciano shook his head furiously.

"M-My days of mass producing white flags are over," he said determinedly, "B-But…."

"You'll miss all of them," Yao finished. At this, Feliciano nodded. Yao smiled.

"I'll miss my siblings too aru. But, we can at least call them and apologize as soon as everything is in place. Right?" He turned to Alfred. The American nodded.

"We'll apologize to them all."

Their eyes no longer glowed. Their eyes were back to normal.

And their eyes were sad and teary.

For suicide was the only thing they could think of that would get the others to forgive them for the deeds they committed.

"… He believes that China, America, and Italy are planning to do a triple suicide. The bombs are all placed within an approximate 32 kilometre radius of their people's bases as well as their own homes." The whispers started up again. To kill a nation, all of their people needed to die before the nation itself faded.

"What," France asked brokenly. England slumped in his chair beside his rival, staring at the ground in shocked silence.

"Y-You cannot be serious," Germany also asked. Japan shrugged helplessly.

"China would not do such a thing," Russia stated, "He does not seem like the type!"

"Yeah," Austria agreed, "Neither does Italy."

"Or America," Canada mumbled.

Japan turned to England.

"Did your brothers ever find out the nature of that monster two years ago?" England tapped his chin and frowned.

"The only thing we found was that it was created to bring out the worst in ourselves….."

The light bulb flashed on in the nations minds and Japan explained his theory.

When one is lonely, they can be led to the brink of insanity until the point that they cannot be saved. And by that time, they will wish for a friend's companionship... However, they would never get it.

When one is lost, they cannot find their way forward. With companions beside them, their chances increase. However….. With all three lost, the way gets darker and grimmer with each mistake that is made.

When one is sick, their thoughts become a blank haze. They cannot see clearly. The sickness can turn into a disease quickly though and many will fall.

The final…. Congratulations, congratulations! But you must know by now… That sometimes….. The answer is not what you want to hear…

WhY:

The end is near…. And time for them is almost up.

I do not own Hetalia.