I never meant for this to happen, but it wasn't my fault! He attacked me first, so I'm innocent, yes?
'Oh shite, I just murdered Denmark!'
Panting like a rabid dog, I decided to hunt for some game to calm my nerves.
'I better move the body though; I cannot let anyone know I'm here.'
Dragging the corpse, I discovered a small flowing river, surrounded by algae and various rocks. Delicately dropping the body in the rushing water, I watched as it rolled away, never to be seen again.
'That takes care of that; now if only I had a container to store some water…'
Pushing the thought aside, I knew I could always come back. Bending down next to the stream, I cupped a little of the liquid into my hand, and slurped it up. Suddenly, soft rustles were heard from behind me, so I quickly stood back up. Readying an arrow for my bow, I slowly stalked into the direction of the shuffling.
Calling out wasn't the smartest move, but I wanted to get this over with.
'I just want to go home.'
Abruptly, I was knocked to the ground by a heavy bodyweight, a screech bellowed from whoever laid atop of me. Opening my eyes to their primary position, my breath hitched as I labeled my attacker.
Ignoring my shocked expression, the Asian nation clutched his knife with both hands, preparing his attack. Bringing my knee into his stomach, a groan of pain escaped his lips. Shoving him off me, I picked up my weapon and shot an arrow in between the ponytailed man's eyes. Observing his body fall to the ground with a thud, short breaths went in and out my chest.
'I-I just killed another nation!'
I wanted to wake up from this nightmare; to laugh this all off and say it never happened. However, I knew reality just slapped me in the face. Hard.
As I repeated the same notion I did with Denmark, I sighed as my thoughts traveled to my growling stomach.
'It is growing dark. I do have that bread from my pack, and I always have that bird…'
My things, I left them on the tree! Rushing back to the tall plant, a smile graced my lips as I saw my duffel hanging on one of the higher branches.
'I should go back to the Cornucopia; maybe there are some leftover supplies there.'
Climbing up to grab my supplies, I hoisted it on my shoulder, and kept my bow in hand. Strolling in the path of the Cornucopia, I kept my eyes peeled and ears sharp for any opposing countries. The golden necessities area was about a half mile back, so I can kill some game along the way.
Reaching the Cornucopia, I hid behind a nearby bush a few yards away. Switzerland and Liechtenstein were sitting by the tall figure, about four duffel bags surrounding them. The Swiss country was holding a large rifle, while the smaller nation was armed with a pistol.
'I doubt she has good aim. I need to get rid of Switzerland first; he's the ideal threat.'
Quietly preparing my bow, I gradually positioned it for the male nation's head. Just as I was about to fire, I felt arms sneak across my body; one over my mouth, and the other around my waist. My eyes widened and I paled, rotating my neck around to view my captor.
"We're going to have some fun, da?"