Two days ago....(It's on Tuesday for those who skip the books or just can't remember. The last chapter was on Thursday. You good now? ...Understand? ...Yes? ... Good. Let's continue shall we?)
The small human ran through the dark, dimly lit halls. There footsteps echoed off the hard floor throughout the long bending hallways. They slowed down as they neared a dark oak door that stood out from the grey metal floor and walls surrounding it. The small human knocked on the door. Silence. They knock harder on the door with annoyance. There were a couple more seconds of silence before someone grunted "Come in..." from the other side of the dark oak door. The small human twisted the cold silver door handle and in doing so, the oak door eerily creaked open. The Human stepped into the room, their chin high and back straight showing the importance of the situation. In front of him was a country whom sits upon a leather chair, their back turned to the human while they stared down at a map, reading a book as they trace different points changing positions of small plastic objects and string of multiple different colours on the map.
"What pointless news do you bring me this time?" The country grumpily asks the human.
"The United Kingdom." The human yells, a slight nervousness in his voice.
"What about him?" The country asks uninterested. The name of such a kingdom fills him with anger and annoyance.
"He's broken apart."
The country freezes halfway in moving one of the plastic models on the map. He faces the human, an unreadable look upon on his face.
"He's what?" The older country asks almost aggressively.
"He's broken apart, all of his kingdoms have received unrecognised independence." The human responds.
The country smirked a grim smirk. It sent a chill down the humans spine but they didn't show any evidence of their fear, as they weren't allowed to, since this was their leader and it showed a form of weakness, Something no one whom was in high position and lead by this country was allowed to do in front of them, on strict orders.
"This is perfect!" The country shouts out of joy and turns around walking to another map on the wall. This map was much bigger and more detailed. The country carried a thick red marker in his hand.
"For years I have been claiming land that he had already claimed or stolen from me in brutal battles that in some cases were quite pointless and unneeded," As the country said this he pointed to different places on the map, showing exactly where they had fought for the land of the United Kingdom, better known then as The Great British Empire. "I lost many battles against him because of the raw power and cunning tactics that he had learned how to use after conquering one quarter of the world, But now..." The country takes the lid of the thick red marker off and chucks it carelessly to the ground, where it makes clicking sounds as it bounces off the cold metal flooring. "He has split apart into four different countries," The country draws two lines on the mainland of The United Kingdom.
"England," he says pointing to the south, and slightly east of the mainland.
"Wales," the country moves their hand west crossing over one of the red borders they had drawn on the map.
"Northern Ireland," the country takes their hand directly up to the north, West Point of the mainland, across the Irish Sea.
"And Scotland," the country says moving their hand right to the north and slightly east point of the mainland. "Now that the United Kingdom has split apart they won't have nearly as much power, at least... not enough to defeat me," the country says with a grin. "I will take the mainland to finally prove my power! To finally prove that I am greater than The Great British Empire!" The country raises their hands up in the air in triumph a broad grin plastered on their face.
"How will you do that?" The human enquires, their hand resting upon their chin.
The country turns and glares at the small human and they shiver as they realise this might of not been the best thing to say out loud.
"You said they had unrecognised independence, yes?" Said the country.
"Yes, apart from five countries, no one has recognised their full independence and still see all the countries as UK." The human confirms.
"Who are these five countries?"
"The family members of UK, France, New Zealand, Australia, Canada and The United States of America and the fifth country is Northern Ireland's older brother Ireland, of course." Said the human.
He receives a grunt of conformation in return.
"Some of those countries could be a problem... but by the time they react to the situation it will most likely be too late. We need to plan this carefully, sneakily and carry it out slowly..." the older country thinks out loud staring at the big detailed map. An idea sparks to his mind and he clicks his fingers, scaring the human in doing so.
"The island nations... We'll go for them first,"
The country then takes the thick red marker to the map once again, this time circling small islands.
"Montserrat...Turks and Caicos...Saint Helena...Bermuda...Anguilla...The Falklands..." the country keeps saying the small island nations circling them on the map, all around the seven continents until the map is filled with small bright red circles. The humans mouth is agape. They are surprised at how the country can remember where all these small islands are on a map.
"Once we have these, we go for the final four," The country says and proceeds to draw a big thick red circle around what was once the land of the United Kingdom. The country loops around the land three times, bulking up the circle. "The weakest of the four is most likely Northern Ireland as the land is not used for as much military equipment as the others, but we will not be able to attack as Ireland will defend his little brothers territory at all costs, it might even cause them to unite which will not be good for my case in getting much land..." the older country says deep in thought staring at the red circled countries.
The human is silently nodding their head agreeing on what their leader is saying.
"So, after taking the islands we will go for the second weakest, Wales." the country practically stabs the red marker on Wales' territory, leaving a red mark resembling a blood splatter.
The human almost jumps with excitement.
"Excellent plan! Truly the work of a genius!" The human exclaims.
"Why thank you, now go inform my soldiers, we shall go for......Anguilla, first." The older country says, pointing to the island nation on the big map.
"Right away, My Leader." The human runs out the room. They shut the door carefully as they leave though, not wanting to start an argument with the country on how you shouldn't slam doors shut.
The Country walls to a big mahogany desk. They sit down in a black leather office chair. The country looks at a calendar on the desk. There eyes fly to Friday where, highlighted in red, it says 'UN monthly world meeting.'. I'll wait for that meeting and the day after... that'll be the day we strike. The countries eyes divert away from the calendar on their mahogany desk, landing on a picture contained in a dark brown marble decorated frame. They look at the picture and deeply laugh, resembling that of an anime villain, picking it up and holding it in their hands. It contained a picture of an annoyed looking Great Britain.
"This time I will get my revenge on you, my old friend."
And they snap the picture in half.
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Who's that country?!
It's......... for another chapter!
So this is a slightly shorter chapter because I had an idea for a new plot as the story was getting kind of dry, so I hope this new plot will make it more interesting and feel like an actual story instead of some weird role play script or something like that.
I'm trying to keep this story alive. It's been quite the journey and we've lost some readers along the way, but we shall learn and thrive and continue this story until it is absolute shit and shall be read to the people in hell as punishment and...
I need to stop.
Sorry about that.
Let me know if you like the idea, I'm actually quite proud of it. UwU
Have a nice life!
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Breaking Away-CountryHumans United Kingdom
FanfictionUK has been going through some tough times with Brexit and parliament and his kingdoms are becoming reckless and want to break free. No one knows about UK's condition apart from France so how will he be able to tell his sons that he will be gone soo...
