Dark Entity [Countryhumans x Reader]{Countryhumans Fanfiction}

White And Red

You look around the streets.

Gdańsk really is beautiful.

Poland and you walk together. He points up to the churches that were located here. Pulled you by the shining Amber stands. He takes you across a bridge as well.

The water had small waves on it. Seagulls laughed.

After walking around for a long time, the day was already over.

"I want to show you one more place before we go home." Poland says.

"What are you planning on doing?" Iceland asks, his gaze not frightened and his voice reproachful.

We were walking through the woods, the moon shined and lit our path.

"Finding others, so we can feed them to the beast." I answered.

"How is THAT going to reassure our survival?" He continuous to ask.

"I believe that once it's full it leaves us." I say, starting to get impatient.

"How do you want to know?" He asks.

"Listen." I grab him by the throat.

"Do you think I don't know what I'm doing?" I hiss.

Icelands eyes glare up at me in silent rage.

He's tough and he knows it. We'll see how long he lasts.

Vietnam and India were talking about the kidnapper.

I just sigh and throw a glance at Italy once and a while.

"Lithuania." I hear someone say my name. "Do you know what happened to Estonia and Latvia?"

I shake my head. "No."

"I woke up in the middle of the night and they were gone."

The cold wind made me shiver.

Malaysia, the one who had spoken to me also shivered. I looked at her, then I walk closer to her. We both huddle together.

I wonder what will happen to all of us. We'll see if we even make it to the next day.

You open your eyes. Salty sea wind and the smell of waffles wavered through the air.

People walked through the streets. Poland started walking away and gave you a nod, signalizing you should follow him.

You trot up to him and turn to the left.

The orange sun was sinking in the sea, sending orange and yellow sparkles over the water. Pine trees loomed over you. There was sand underneath your shoes.

"Isn't this the place we went to? Before the Netherlands had found us?" You ask.

Poland nods.

You walk down to the beach. Small waves broke at your feet. Here were also seagulls, laughing and diving into the dark waters.

A small white stone gets washed ashore. You pick it up.