No this is bad

Chapter Nine

South stopped dead in her tracks, her eyes widening as she roughly swallowed. They couldn't..hear me, could they? She slowly turned around, her wide eyes scanned the area. She heard laughing and loud talking, the sound of a sword hitting against metal was heard. Her knees felt weak, her legs trembled. She couldn't see anyone. She took advantage from this and began to sprint through the trees. "Shit shit shit shit shit shit shit." She muttered over and over as she emerged from the trees.
Her boots slapped against the ground, she looked up at the hill they were on just hours before. Dawn was coming. She abruptly stopped, her boots made noticeably skid marks in the rough dirt. Should I call them back? No, don't. Dawn is coming, they most likely have returned or will return. I can't baby them, they are full grown men they know when to return. She thought as she leaned over, her hands sliding down her legs and gripped her knees. Her body still shook, but her refused to think anymore of what happened, and what could of happened if she didn't leave as fast as she did.
She took deep breathes, trying to calm her nerve. She reached up and gripped her heart. It was pounding faster then it should have been, of course it was, she was terrified. She almost got caught, and if she did..she pushed those thoughts out of her mind and stood up straight. She wiped the drool off of her lip and looked up, still trying to breathe correctly. "Well at least I survived." She said to herself, grinning at the moon. She held up her middle finger to it, calling North out. She began to walk up the hill, she smiled to herself. I just found a camp, I almost got caught but I didn't, and I survived this shit. "Take that North!" She cheered as she swung her fist in the air. Her celebration was cut short when a gun went off, a bullet grazed her knee, causing her to screech both in fear, and in pain. She looked to the side quickly, blood seeped down her leg. A glint of metal was seen in the bushes on the far side, not too far from Japan and China.
South tried to catch who it was, but quickly decided to flee. Her sight was worse in the darkness. The only thing she could see was a cross. She tried to run down the hill, but the pain in her leg increased with every step she took. Another bullet tried, but failed to hit her. An involuntarily limp took form once she got off of the grassy hill. She ignored the pain in both her still healing ax wounds, and her fresh wound and quickly tried to walk as fast as she could back to camp.
"He sounded so cheerful, he basically was talking about how he was going to find all of us and kill us." North shouted at South, pacing back and forth. South tightened the bandage around her leg and looked up at her. "Oh really? Did you find his camp?" South asked, North glared down at her, clearly irked. She mocked South. " 'Did you find his camp?' No!" North hissed loudly, but quickly realized that she should have found it. But if she stayed any longer, both Finland and Sweden would be out looking for every north soldier they could find, killing them off quite quickly. North groaned as she fell to the ground, her eyes stared at the sunrise, grimacing. "I hate the sun." North muttered, South rolled her eyes, ignoring the comment.
North slowly stepped out of the tent, looking around. The moon shone down on the Narnian camp. She sighed as she looked back up at the moon, trying to calm her nerves, her heart was pounding extreamly hard. The entire day they spent trying to make plans for the next battle. The entire time, North felt like South was judging her due to the fact that she didn't find Finland's camp. "Well...it's now or never," She muttered as she checked her communication device. It worked. "Are you sure about this? Over." Eberhardt asked, North sighed. "Yes, I have to. I didn't find an enemy camp, which was what I was supposed to do. Over." She said as she quickly began to sprint out of the camp. Her boots lightly thudded against the soft ground as she made her way back up north. She skidded to a stop when she reached the canal. "I'm at the canal. Over." She said into the grey device. She looked at the slow moving water, listening to the gently waves hit the sides of the walls. It was relaxing. She closed her eyes for a few seconds, listening to the surrounding sounds. Birds singing, the gently canal waves, the soft breeze.
She reopened her eyes and looked at the dark outline of the castle. "We'll be back...Some day." She said quietly as she looked back at the land in front of her. "Oh this will be fun." She said as she popped her neck and knuckles, then began to make her way over the canal, and into the north. Believing that she would be back before dawn.
The freezing air met her, along with strong snow fall. "Fun." North looked around, trying to spot out anything, but all she could see were black blobs that one tree stumps. The snow was too strong to see anything clearly. "Shit I should have gone another night, well it's too late now." She muttered as she began to slowly make her way deeper into the snow. Her boots crunched against it, pressing it firmly together. It was sticking. A lot. A gale made the snow quickly go to the left, causing North to fall into a pile of the cold, freezing snow. The white haired girl shot up and jumped around, waving her hands. "Aw man that's cold as shit." She hissed as she blew into her hands. Her clothing choice didn't make this better.
"Did you find anything? Over." Eberhardt asked, scaring North, She quickly pulled out her device and clicked the button. "No not yet, but I'm smelling something out of the ordinary. Maybe gunpowder. I'm going to check it out, over." She said as she then turned off the device, not wanting an accident to happen. If that thing goes off if she is near a camp, then that means that she is most likely going to die or be held captive for information. Not that she really knew anything besides the fact that apparently Japan and China are camping in the south. If she died, then she would be back, but not in time for the next battle that's for sure. The people in the north are most likely Russia, Norway, Denmark, Sweden, Finland, Iceland, and maybe even Germany. They all lived in cold places, so they would most likely be in the north if they had to chose from cold, or hot.
The snow began to all fall faster and faster, causing it to be harder and harder to walk through the more north that she went. North reached her stiff fingers into her pocket, pulling out the walkie talkie, turning it back on. "H-hello? Eberhardt come t-through, I'm going to g-go back, I'm too far no-north. I can't f-find anything or anyone, the scent is s-still strong though.... I-I couldn't find anyone, I'm heading back to c-camp. Over." She said as she held the freezing device in her blue hands. Waiting for a response. "I understand, you're signal is weak. You are too far north, North. I suggest your return immediately, it is almost dawn. Over." Eberhardt said after a short amount or time later. North nodded, then groaned. It's not like he could see her. She turned off the device, trying to conserve battery. She looked up, her lips were a light blue colour, as was her fingers. She might like the cold, but in her clothes as of now, the cold could kill her.
She was wearing a regular white shirt with her uniform pants and boots. Nothing else. She screeched as a large gush of wind suddenly pushed her into the snow, she quickly stood up, holding her hands out. "I-I c-can't..." She muttered as she turned around and began to make her way south, but stopped. She gently sniffed the air, freezing her already cold lungs. "I smell...flowers." She continued walking, but soon felt uncomfortable, as if someone was watching her. She quickly stopped walking and turned around when another strong wind came from the north. "...V-vodka.." She grinned, the smell of vodka and flowers gave them away. She found a camp, the camp was right ahead. Russia's camp was dead ahead, she found a camp!
"I-in your f-face S-South!" She shouted, forgetting that this was war, and not a simple game. She clapped her hands together, making a finger gun, waving her hips as she pointed the finger gun out, brought it back in, the pointed it in the other direction. She continued her happy dance until the smell grew stronger. "Hm? That's...not...r-right." She looked back at the north. "I...t-take it as my c-cue to l-leave." She said softly as she began to back away from the north. I'm too far north, if I make it back it's already going to be day light, someone could see me. Why did I go this far north? I guess I was so caught up in trying to find a camp that I didn't think. If I get caught, then I will be killed or held captive, as I thought before. I can't go back unless I sprint it, even then the sun will be over the horizon. This is going to be tough, but I can try. I have to try. She thought as she covered her nose.
The smell was getting sickening. It was making her sick. Her frozen feet stumbled back, her back pressed against something cold. She slowly pressed her back against it more. Cold, and metal. It burned. She jumped forward just as it moved, and turned around. Her hair colour matched the surroundings, her skin colour would match if it didn't have a tint of blue to it. Her tired eyes widened once she saw what was against her back. "привет!" Russia sang as he spun his pipe around in his gloved hand. "..H-hi there." North said, keeping her nose covered, the smell was extremely strong. "Did you found camp? Or was I following you?" He said in his cheerful voice, his violet eyes were shut, his smile was wide, as if he was planning something. North widened her eyes. The whole time, was he just following her? Was her speculation of the camp being ahead false?! She looked up when Russia laughed. "Нет, you were right. You know camp ahead, Дa?"
He already knows that I know where the camp is, if I lie he is going to know and kill me, but if I say yes he will still kill me. It's a lose lose situation. She tried to come up with a solution for this problem. Russia took notice, his eyes opened. "Hm? Don't try to get out of this, you can't." He hummed, he stopped spinning the pipe. "S-shit." She backed away, glancing at the trees. Trying to find an escape, but failing. Each tree was either a pine tree or had no branches at the bottom. She can't jump like Sealand, which was one of her many downfalls. "север?" North looked up and quickly regretted it. Russia was leaning down, face to face. Their noses almost touched, bright purple eyes met slightly dull livid eyes. Their breathes mixed together in a large puff of white.
"You going to die now, okay?" He grinned, North jumped back, but slipped into the snow. Her back slammed against the ground, causing her to lose her breath. "Damn." She muttered as she tried to stand, but her arms sunk into the snow. The cold no longer fazed her, which was good but also very bad due to the fact that that must mean that her body is almost given up. A loud thud, and crack noise was heard. What was that? She looked around, something sounded like it got hit. She felt something warm drip down her chin and down her shirt. She reached up and wiped her chin, then looked at her fingers. Red. A crimson red.
The livid eyed girl widened her eyes as she looked at her chest. The pipe was sticking out of her now red shirt. "A-ah..." She felt it dig deeper, tears threatened to spill out of her eyes when she heard bones cracking and popping. Her screams weren't threatening though, they already escaped her lips. Her head slammed against the reddening show. She coughed up the blood, causing her cheeks and some parts of her hair to also be stained red. "Oh come on, stop screaming." Russia said as he pulled the bloody pipe out of the pail girls chest. Who quickly tried to cover her wound, only to scream again when the pipe plunged into her stomach. The pain was agonising, excruciating even. The screams only grew more pathetic as the cold metal moved around inside her lower abdomen. The sticky blood soaked both the shirt and the snow more.
Once the pipe was removed from the beaten nation, she tried to move. The tall nation watched as she tried to stand, but fell on her stomach. She screamed into the snow as if it were a pillow. I can't die like this, not like this. I tried so hard to find a camp and I did...I found a camp. When I go back I can say that can't I? The nations smile slightly grew. I might not live through this little fight, but neither will his camp once I come back. South is going to be so jealous that I found Russia's camp. I mean, I found Russia, one of the most dangerous nations! She hissed. The pain though...I can't live through this pain that's obvious. The snow melted underneath her, the blood mixing with the melted snow, some even entered her wound. Which didn't feel any better. "You die soon, so no need to move anymore. This was fun we do again sometime, Дa?" He asked as he slammed the pipe into her back, causing one last agonising scream to be heard as he dragged the weapon down her small back, gashing it open.
He dragged the metal down to her tailbone, then smiled as he spun the pipe, then grasped it in his hand. Blood dripped off of the silver weapon and into the white snow. The tired eyes watched as the drops slightly bounced off the ground before melting into the soft, plush snow. "До свидания, Северная." He said, North listened as Russia walked away, whistling. The only smell in the air was the smell of blood. Her red body laid in the snow.
She slightly glanced up, and sighed slightly. The skies were now a beautiful white, red, orange, and yellow colour. Her eyes dulled as she then stared to the side, her hands slightly clenching the snow, then releasing. Blood still seeped out of her body, but she could no longer feel anything but one thing. Everything was so cold. Her hand slowly made its way to her pocket, pulling out the walkie talkie. She slowly clicked it on. "-there?! North come in North where they hell are you!? Over!" South screeched, North slightly smiled more. She cared enough to ask. "North come in North, where are you!? Eberhardt said you haven't replied to him in almost two hours! Report in North now! Over!" South shouted, either annoyed, or concerned, North couldn't tell. Norths stiff fingers slowly clicked the button as her blood covered lips moved.
"I..l-lost...t-t-this....f-fi-fight...good...night."