Russia X Reader Chapter 8

You sigh contently, and snuggle into Russia's chest. He smiles at this, and hugs you tightly, almost scared to let you go. He gently strokes your hair, and murmures, "We're going to New York, Pripyat. We'll see how effective the bombs were, and see how many survived.
 You think for a moment, lost in thought. Just observing... It's not like he was going to attack anyone... Right? ...But wait, wouldn't that be spying? Oh wait, this is Mother Russia, he has spies everywhere, and they never get caught. You smile softly. "Okay~" You say, trying to sound cheerful.
 Russia smiles brightly, and gently tucks a strand of your hair behind your ear. "We'll be there soon." He sighs, and holds you close. This caused you to smile and blush softly. Russia was so cute~
 Little did you know that he was thinking the same about you. With your cute silver eyes and (hair length) platinum hair, you looked nothing short of adorable. He smiled, wondering what you'd look like when you grew up to be big and strong. He was sure you would, and you two would rule the world together. Even if you didn't, he would protect you, and when the Union won, (He was sure it would.) he would share the world with you.
 Share. That was a strange word for Russia. Ever since he was a child, he's been tortured and bullied. This caused him to be twisted a bit... or more. He's been overcome by greed for... A long fricking time. Mainly because he had nobody to share anything with. But now...  
 He was pulled out of his thoughts by the helicopter hovering over the Empire State Building. He hadn't even realized that they'd reached NYC. He stood up, and jumped out, carefully landing on top of the building.
 You were about to follow, but you saw how long the drop was... and froze. What if you missed, and fell to your death? Oh god, oh god, oh god! You shook a bit with nervousness, and closed your eyes.
 You opened them, and Russia was facing you with his arms spread out. "Don't worry little Pripyat," He said with a reassuring smile,"I won't let you fall." You instantly come out of your daze, your fear disappearing.  You take a step back, then you leap off through the falling snow.
 There was a moment that felt like you were flying, then you landed safely in Russia's arms. He caught you efforlessly, and cheerfully spun you around in the air before setting you gently on your feet.
 You smile and chuckle softly, taking a hold of Russia's hand. He probably just saved your life. Again. "Spasibo Mother Russia!" You say cheerfully. (thank you)
 Russia smiled, and said,"You're welcome, little one." Before gently tugging your interlocked hands, and leading you to the edge of the building. You follow, and gaze over the city with him.
 The city wasn't in bad shape..! How?!? Russia had bombed it, and you even saw the city in ashes on the news! Americans can rebuild that fast?! Or was it that the bomb wasn't effective, and they set up a fake newscast? All of these thoughts ran through your head at the same time. You glanced up at Russia, and saw that he had a slightly worried expression on his face.  Then there was a click behind you.
 "It's over Ruskie." That voice... You and Russia turned simutaniously, and saw him. America. He was holding a gun, aiming it at Russia. Russia instantly moved infront of you protectively. He knew your dream was more than a nightmare...
 You froze, helpless. How could this be happening?! Wait, maybe he wouldn't die, he was Russia after all! He wouldn't die so easily, would he? ...Would he???
 Then there was a gunshot, and every nerve in your body froze. Your heart sunk as you watched wide eyed... Russia hissed, muttering a few cusses, then chuckled. "Is that the best you can do Amerika? I will crush you." Apparently America had shot him in the leg.
 You breathed a sigh of releif. He wouldn't die! It wasn't over! No, this could never be over. He was Russia, the largest and strongest country in the world! He wouldn't go down. Especially now that he had someone to protect.
 Russia's aura turned on, and he moved towards America, about to attack him. Then, a strong winter breeze blew, so strong it caught Russia by surprise, and knocked him off balance. You watched in shock as he slipped on some remaining ice, and fell off of the massive structure.
 You couldn't even comprehend what was going on. You looked over the edge, wide eyed. The falling snow suddenly flurried around Russia, hiding the view of him falling. His voice echoed,"I love you." This couldn't be happening. No, Russia couldn't die, he couldn- you didn't see him hit the ground, but there was a loud crack.
 The same crack from your dream. You stare down in horror, as the snow clears, revealing blood on the sidewalk below. But Russia's body was gone. Gradually, your mind starts working again. "I love you too." You whisper, before the first tears leaked from your eyes.
 Before you could truly start crying, a cold winter breeze wrapped around you, gently wiping your tears away. You broke away from it, turning around and staring at America.
 America was also wide eyed. His whole expression said, did that just happen?! He gradually came out of his own shock, and stared at you. He still had his gun raised... But he couldn't bring himself to shoot a kid, especially not after Sandy Hook. "No... You need to leave." America said, knowing that his people wouldn't be as forgiving, and would probably hurt the Russian kid. "You need to get out of here. You'll get hurt." He sighed, lowering the gun.
 You nod slowly, and run to the helicopter. You manage to jump in, and you see the confused look on the pilot's face when Russia didn't jump in with you. "Could you please take me to Pripyat?" You asked quietly. He now looked even more confused. "It's on the border of Belarus and Ukraine, just west of Russia..." You explain quietly. Pretty much everyone had forgotten about your city- well, country now. All but Russia.
 The pilot nods, and the helicopter takes off.

 Russia... He had died. It was over.

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