No this is bad

Chapter Eighteen

"You sure you can fight? It's only been a few weeks." South asked as they rode their horses to the battle sight. North glanced at South, her expression unchanging. "Like you care?" She asked, South giggled as she slightly started to move around on her horse. "Yeah I don't, I just thought it'd be nice to ask cause ya know. We're like, fighting together. I actually hope you die~" She cooed, the raven black haired girl didn't react to that, and just rode forward. South hummed as North remained silent. Under her uniform, were many layers of bandages. Enough to slightly be seen from the outside of her uniform. North ignored the excruciating pain in her chest, and kept her blank face, her dull gaze glancing around every now and then.
She was disgusted. So many bright colours. She looked up. The sun was shining bright, not a cloud in the sky. Shame. Hey the counterpoint may hate her double, but there are some things they can agree on. Like the cold being better than the heat. The two made their way down to the war zone, and stopped when they made it to a small, grassy hill. Small white and violet flowers grew on the sides of it, to Souths liking. The two looked at their army, and then to the others. Today, there were to fight Finland and Sweden. Not that it was going to turn out well for anyone in the end. Too easy. South snickered as she looked at North, who slowly blinked and boredly unsheathed her sword. "Alright I guess we have to start this. I hope you perish and get buried beneath everyone's dead bodies." North said, South giggled as she looked back to the army's. "Vice versa bitch."
Once the two nations made it up to their army, the battle began immediately. North kicked off her horse, and darted up to Finland. He killed one of her men, not that it mattered, but why not just kill him in return? Plus, it's going to be fun just to snap his neck. She thought as she jumped flipped over a kneeling man, in the air she pulled out a knife that was in her belt, and dug it in his neck. Her green gaze averted from the blood gushing from his neck, and continued on her way over to Finland, who was shooting at everyone he can with a rifle. His violet gaze retracted from his scope and over to North. A nervous smile tugged at his lips.
Why is her hair black? And..why is she frowning...well paska that's not good. He thought as he threw his rifle on the ground and pulled out two twin pistols from his belt, which held many other guns, and held them up. "Glad to see you back!" He said cheerfully as he pulled the hammer on both of the metal weapons, and pulled the trigger. The bullets flew past her, and hit other soldiers. The black haired girl, who was running on her toes, somehow made it up to the Finnish personification without getting shot. New record. She thought as she jumped in the air, and held her sword out. She jabbed forward, but hit nothing but air. "You're fast, but..I think I'm just a little more, Pohjoinen." Finland hummed as he held up the pistol in his right hand, and shot at Norths head. She moved to the side, but was nicked in the shoulder.
The dull, emotionless green eyes slowly looked at the blond man that was only a few meters from her. "Are you always this stupid, or was today just a special occasion you pathetic low life?"
South went for Sweden, not that she watched to. The tall man was slightly intimidating, but that just means it'll be more fun to watch him suffer! She laughed as she ran past soldiers, bullets flying past her as she then started walking up to the blond man. He was hitting people with a strange metal pole. "Weird weapon ya got there Sve." She giggled as she pulled out her Ruger Blackhawk. "This baby has six shots in it, let's make em count shall we?" She laughed as she then widened her eyes and ducked. Her hair being hit by the pole. "Damn man! I just got here and you're already trying to hit me!" She held up her gun and waved it around. His cold greenish-blue eyes watched as South played with the gun, throwing it in the air, catching it, spinning it around. He pushed the question of why she was blonde, and why she had red eyes.
He struck down, aiming for her head, but she quickly darted to the side. "Ah ah ah, too slow!" She laughed as she held up her gun to his chest, and shot.
"I suggest you drop your gun, Finland." North said as she crouched in front of the man on his knees. He looked up with anger filled eyes, his breathing was rapid. "Vittu sinä, Pohjoinen." He spat, North tilted her head. She held up her knife to the Finnish mans neck, and leaned in. "Do you give up? Or are you idiotic enough to figh-" The raven haired girl was cut off by a loud gunshot. "Oh now would you look at that. I have been shot." North said as she looked down at her stomach, the gun was still in the shaky hand of the violet eyed man. Her emerald eyes looked back at Finland, she let out a soft sigh. The pain was worse then she had expected. Combining the nuke wound, and now a gunshot close to it?
She removed her steel knife from his neck, and brought it down to his multiple stab wounds in his stomach. "I do ask of you not to shoot me again, Finland." North's voice was monotone, and dull. You know if you could add a little more emotion to your voice, that'd be great! A voice hissed in her head. "Oh great, now you are talking again?" North asked to no one. Finland raised an eyebrow as North continued to talk to no one. "Listen here you little shit, I won the battle, I am in control of your pathetic body. Got it, North?" She asked, then returned her gaze back to Finland, who looked slightly concerned. "Why must you look like that in battle? We are at war, do not look at me as if you care. Look at me as if I am what I am, I am your enemy. Act like it." She said as she dug the knife back into his soft skin. Blood continued to pour out of his body, staining his light blue uniform a purplish colour.
"Sluta skratta och faktiskt slåss." Sweden said as South laughed for the tenth time in the past five minutes. Her gun was down to three bullets, and Sweden's body showed it. His dark blue uniform had three bullet holes, one in his leg, one in his shoulder, and the last one near his chest. "I-I'm sorry it's just. Your fighting sucks man! For someone who is so big and strong I'd figure that you're super powerful and shit you know?" South wheezed as she held up her gun. Sweden slightly widened his eyes as he tried to dodge this bullet, but failed once more. How does she keep on hitting me? The blue cladded man thought as his grip tightened on his steel pole. He swung to the side, expecting her to once more get out of the way. But the satisfying sound of a loud crack was heard. The red eyed girl screeched as she dropped her gun, and held onto her arm.
"You broke it! You broke my stupid arm! You swine! You heathen! You f*cking cloud!" South shouted, her eyes narrowed as her body slumped on one side. She breathed deeply out of her mouth, the pain was as if a truck ran over her arm. "Damn that was kinda rude!" She hissed as she held onto her arm tighter, hissing as she did so. She could feel the broken bone though her skin. "Ah it hurts like a bitch! God you worthless swine!" She leaned down, and snatched her gun off the ground with her left hand, letting her right arm dangle. A bullet went off behind her, nicking her leg. Causing her to curse and scream more. Sweden slightly lowered his weapon, questioning why she was so...hyper. He glanced to the side, making sure that Finland was safe. His eyes widened as he quickly left South.
"I told you to not shoot me anymore." North said in his ear as her knife repeatedly embedded itself into his skin. His soft flesh was irritated from the knife, so it being dug back into his body over and over didn't help with the pain. Finland's head was rested against the green eyed girl. Pathetic sounds escaped his crimson lips as the steel blade was shoved in his body once more. His light blue uniform was now a deep red, his lower part of his uniform was basically threads now. His pale fingers twitched as he tried to reach for his guns, but to no avail. "O..olen p..pahoilla..ni, et..tä olen epä..onnist..unut .." He whispered. The sticky bloody seeped out of his mouth and onto the white uniform of the girl. "You have failed. You perished so soon. You are weak, and idiotic." She muttered in his ear, causing him to chock out a small sob. "S...Sv..Sve.." North felt his arm lift off the ground, reaching behind her.
The blade was removed from his slaughtered stomach as the girl slightly turned her head, looking behind her. "Oh, welcome to the party." North said as she looked up at the glaring nation. He pointed his metal weapon down at her, his aura was horrifying. Enough to make the soldiers around them to be no closer than ten feet. "That glare doesn't scare me." She said as she stood up, the Finnish man fell on the ground with a small wince. "S..Sve..Au..ttaisitko mi..nua ...?" He coughed out, red liquid shot from his mouth and onto the grass. North glanced down at him, her foot slightly raising, but a pole came down on her leg. "Oh, now that is not nice." She said as the pain shot up her leg. Can I get anymore hurt? She thought as she dropped her knife, and pulled out her Claymore sword, holding it up. The burning anger in Sweden's eyes was enough for her to realize that she needed it.
The two stared at each other, the sounds of the screaming men and women around them, gunshots, metal on metal, and the soft sound of Finland crying filled their ears. North swung first, slamming her blade on Sweden's pole. "What are you, a stripper?" A voice called out, a gunshot went off after, hitting Sweden right in the knee. A grunt escaped his lips as he stumbled about, until he fell on the ground. South skipped up to them, humming. "One more bullet left!" She said as she spun her gun with her fingers. "Oh great now the stupid strawberry is here. Weren't you supposed to die?" North asked, slightly rolling her eyes. South huffed as she rolled her eyes as well. "Weren't you?" She spat back. North was about to spit something back, but a sharp pain cut her off. She removed her gaze from the blonde in front of her, down to her chest. "Oh now does not this remind us of a scenario that happened before?" She asked herself as she looked at the bloody pole that stuck out of her chest.
"Was the necessary?" North asked the Swedish man, South was snorting from laughter, until a gunshot went off. Causing her to stop laughing, and looked down. "Son of a bitch! First my arm breaks, now I have a bullet lodged in my heart!" She hissed, glaring at the now limp Finnish man. The hand he held the gun with went limp, and the gun hit the soft ground. Her booted foot shot back, and slammed into his body. "Don't touch him." Sweden said as he tried to stand up, this aura worsening. "Oh? And what are you going to do you limp noodle? Oh..what's this..." She held up her gun, and looked in the revolver.
"Oh...one more bullet!" She said cheerfully. North sighed as she grabbed the pole, and pulled it forward, taking it out of her body. She dropped it on the ground with a soft noise, and looked at South. "I believe it is my turn to die first." She said as she sat on the ground, and flopped on her back. She slowly shut her eyes, and sighed. "I will see you in a few hours. This pain sucks anyways." She said as she allowed her last breath to be taken.
South snorted. "Bitch, I knew you'd die first. Well I'm going to die soon too, so-" She held her gun out to Sweden, who was now holding Finland's limp body, cradling him in his arms. South giggled, finding this to be quite cute. North killed his little husband, and now I get to kill him! She laughed as she held up her gun. The blood pouring from her chest as she clicked her tongue, getting Sweden's attention. She aimed her gun at his head, and grinned. "Hush little baby don't you cry, look in my barrel and say goodbye!" She sang as she pulled the trigger. Once she did so, she dropped the gun, and fell to her knees. Laughing at all the blood that surrounded her. Her vision soon turned dark, as she fell on the ground, her chest buried in the bloody dirt. Her laughs soon subsided as she shut her eyes. Allowing death to take her once more.