⧼𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚆𝚊𝚛 S1⧽⧼𝙲𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚢𝙷𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚁𝚞𝚜𝙰𝚖𝚎𝙿𝚑𝚒𝚕⧽

ˋˋ𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚘 𝚠𝚎 𝚐𝚘?ˊˊ

Narrator's Pov:
8:40 in the late afternoon, phil sitting down on a log near the campfire.
Wondering what ever happened to the Sargent that covered him while in the smoke and ash storm...

Not noticing the figure approaching him from behind, "Phil?.." the Filipino felt a hand on his shoulder, startled, he turned around.

No one's Pov:
It was America, "Oh.. hey ame.." "what's wrong, mahal?" America sat down beside him, "just thinking of something.." "and that something, is?"..

"It's um.. personal.." "oh.. alright, I understand." The American patted Phil's shoulder and leaned close to his cheek.
And peeked a kissed, phil was stunned at first, "Why did you.. do, that?" "Oh, just giving you small kisses, like what I used to do whenever we're together.." "oh..".

America lifted phil up and moved hum to his lap, phil being too confused, he just let's it happen.
America buried his head on Phil's neck and hugged him tightly.

Phil tilted his head up giving America more space, "Uhm..A-ame.." "Yes mahal?" "Why did you lift me up to your uhm... Lap?.." "To hug you better.. it's warm.." "o-.. ok?.."

Phil was visibly uncomfortable but the American didn't notice at all.

Philippines Pov:
I could feel America's hot breath on my neck, breathing heavily. "Uhm..Ame, can I go to the bathroom for a sec?.." "oh, sure" he loses his grip on me, I stood up and walked away. I still felt uncomfortable, it was like he's eyes where still on me.. looking at me up and down, like.. inspecting..

No one's Pov:
Phil continued walking and finally reached the bathroom. He walked inside then closed the door shut, turning around and walking towards the sink. He stops, looking at himself in the mirror..

While looking at the mirror, he noticed a scar on his cheek. It was a healed scar, "Must've gotten this when the accident happened.." ..

"You got that right.." he heard a voice say, "ECK!!-" Phil turned around immediately seeing a tall figure behind him. He took out a pocket knife and backed away slowly, "Sino ka..." The figure chuckled and walked out of the shadows, "don't be scared.. I won't hurt you." "How am I sure about that?.. I don't even know your name.." "I think the name Vietnam rings a bell..."..

Phil froze, "V-viet?..." "There you go! Now we aren't strangers!.." "What are doing here.." "oh, just came to see my old friend.." "we are not f-friends..."...
"..so it was a waste of time to come here and visit you?.." Vietnam grabbed his arm, squeezing it tightly. "Do you even KNOW how hard it was for me to go through the security just to visit you?!" "We're never been friends ever since the war started! America told me everything!" "You believe in that stupid American?!, Can't you see I want to free you out of this hell hole?!.." "Free me?.. FREE ME?.. It's already literal hell out there?!, and we aren't in the same ground..." "Just let me take you home." "No.. i won't be going anywhere."

"Your life would be much better back home!" "No! America already told me who you're with... You're with the communist.." "And? We'll be happier back home. These people tell lies, while we tell the truth.." "no... Leave me alone!"

Phil tried to stab Vietnam's hand but failed, Vietnam spun phil around and tossed him in the wall. "What will it be?.. the east way or the hard way." Blood started to drip from phils mouth as he wiped it using his palm.

"Either way... I still won't come with you.."

"...I guess it's the hard way then.."

He picked phil up, holding him by his shirt collar. Phil held Vietnam's hands trying to make him let go whilst trying to kick him, "You can try to loosen my grip.. but it will never work."..

"TULONG!!" Phil shouted, Vietnam took a clothing band and threw phil to the wall. Slowly walking towards him then kneeled down, rapping the cloth around phils mouth to muffle his screams for help. "shut it. No one's going to help you.."he said while tying phils arms and legs with ropes..

"That's where you're wrong." A person behind him said whilst hearing a gun reloading, "Long time no see... Agent V.." Vietnam turned around and saw his old partner, Agent II.. Laos. "hello... Agent II.." "what are you doing here, you traitor." "Taking a friend.." "Let him go." Laos pointed the gun at Vietnam, about to pull the trigger. "Hah.. you can try and stop me, but you can't." He took out a grenade and took the head off, then throwing it at Laos. "Shit-" Laos ran out of the way. The grenade landed then.. boom.

The room walls cracked, cement bricks falling, too dusty to see anything.

Vietnam wore high tech gear, he grabbed phil and ran out of the room. Phil, unconscious from the explosion.

Outside, soldiers where infront of them, "Let him go Vietnam!" America shouted whilst aiming a gun at Vietnam, "How about.. No.", Vietnam took out three smoke bombs and threw them causing a huge smoke fog around the area. Immediately he ran out of the ground, and out of the site.

Vietnam's Pov:
"Vietnam! Over here!" I heard Kazakhstan shout, I jumped inside as Kazakhstan started driving out of the site grounds.

"Got him?" "Yes..." "Good, let's go." I placed phil next to me and slightly moved his bangs out of his face.. god, he was still beautiful.. ever since the day we separated, it wasn't the best..
I missed him so much, right after a spy agent said he was finally awake, I couldn't help being excited..

He'll finally be in a place where he's actually accepted, not like that site ground that's filled with lies..

[Time Skip - 5 hours - at Site R]

No one's Pov:
Phil was in a room, a chain around his leg that was attached to the foot of the bed, it would be imposible to escape, a steel metal door was the only way out, a lamb and a few light bulbs where the only light source.

Phil was still unconscious, a symbol mark was on the back of his hand.

Slowly, Phil started waking up. His half lidded eyes looking up in the ceiling...

End of chapter.