Canada's POV:

"Gone....? What do you mean, gone?!" Syria roared, grabbing me by the front of the shirt. I shook slightly with fear but glared up at him, my lips twisted into a scowl. Syria gave a disappointed sigh when I didn't answer and pushed me away, striding back to the map tacked to the wall. Multiple markings of planned attacks left the U.S' portion of it practically in ruins.

"Without Russia these plans are for nothing! Unless..." Syria's voice trailed off and he turned to me, a smug grin on his lips. "You said America was back in the hospital, yes? On Life Support?" I grimaced and nodded slightly. America had re-attempted suicide after he had almost faded completely. He hadn't succeeded, but was left barely alive. Syria grinned maliciously at my nod and turned back to the map.

"Without America, the States are defenseless! Imagine him coming out of the hospital, only to find that his precious siblings are dead!" Syria cackled. My fists clenched and I forced a grin on my face, nodding eagerly in agreement.

2p!Mississippi's POV:

I swallowed hard, shaking slightly and pressing harder against the wall of the closet I was hiding in, peering into Syria and Canada's secret meeting. As I heard more of their plans to kill off the States, my heart plummeted. It was just like back home...their 2ps had begun an extermination of the States, starting with the youngest. To my horror, Syria had reversed the plans. Virginia would be attacked first! The least prepared....I had to tell Allen!