Breaking Away-CountryHumans United Kingdom

Run the Hell Away

Even though I freely write swears in my book, I didn't feel right about putting one in the title so have a slightly censored version. :)
That smile looks cursed-
Tuesday-Pitcairn Islands POV

I try my hardest to stay calm as the spewing begins. I almost pass out before it stops and I can finally breath again. Deep breaths. Deep breaths. The pain then starts seeping in throughout my body as my limbs feel like they're being crushed. Deep breaths. Deep breaths. I lay down on the dirt floor scrunched up holding my stomach. I can feel my island being invaded at the same time as Henderson crumbling and falling apart. It was one of the bigger islands so that's probably why the spewing lasted so long. The black liquid has slightly stained my clothes, as I didn't really have any bin to throw up in. My body shakes with the pain I'm experiencing. Deep breaths. Deep breaths. My ears begin to catch onto the sounds around me, recovering from the loud sound and ringing of the bomb. I can hear the fight ensuing far off in the distance. I wonder what this country will do since I'm not there to confront them, but I imagine they planned this whole ordeal. Bombing me to make me weak and then invading me so I wouldn't be able to defend my land and myself. I need to fight the pain otherwise I am undoubtedly dead. Shit. I should of told the human to send a message to England's army because they'll most likely arrive with nothing to save. I hope they think that themselves and do it so we can warn them.
But I need to try.

I try to pick myself off the ground. My limbs don't move. Not this again.
Come on.
Nothing.
Again.
Nothing.
Again.
Nothing.
"Come on you idiotic body parts!" I seethed.
One more time.
I urge my body to do something and I manage to move my arms and legs. I hiss in pain as I sit up on the ground.
Deep breaths. Deep breaths.
My body still aches but I bite my lip and stand up. I bite my lip harder, trying to not let out a cry. I stretch my legs as much as I can to attempt at making the pain easier to cope with. I do the same with my arms. This is probably the fasted I've recovered. I still am in pain though and know I most likely won't be able to do much. One encounter with this country, unless they have mercy, I am dead. I try and walk. I almost instantly fall over but manage to catch myself. I'll hold on to any trees I come across for support.

I begin to trek through the jungle again, going much slower this time. I stumble and trip as my legs stab me with pain but I keep moving on. The deeper I go, the more time that country will have to spend looking for me. If they're coming after me right now that is.

Mystery Country's POV
(short and just a few minutes ago in time)

That bitch isn't here.
I had searched the house a petty human had told me was his. Either that human lied to me or he's hiding somewhere.
No matter.
I will find him.
I walk out of the house I practically tore apart trying to find him. His house is high up and you can see a good proportion of the island.
I see there is a lot of greenery covering this island. Perfect for hiding.
Honestly Pitcairn, try to be more original in your hiding places.
I begin the walk to the jungle. Once at the tall trees, I take my sword out of my scabbard. I slash at the trees and it cuts the leaves easily. It will help me go forward faster if I just get the stuff out of my way.
You can't hide for long Pitcairn, especially when you're injured.

Pitcairn Island's POV

I've just been waking for a while now, barely getting anywhere with my sluggish movements due to the pain. I soon come across a tiny clearing in the trees.
Dammit. I have nothing to hold onto.
Having no choice, I shakily stand straight and try to go as fast as I can across the small clearing but to no avail. I stumble and land on the ground. I yelp in pain.
Shit.
I didn't want to be loud, I have no idea where this country or its people are.
I try to stand back up but my body's gone back into a state of sleep.
Get up. Get up. Get up. Get up. Get up.
Nothing...
Then I hear a sound. It sounds like something slicing something. It's getting closer and louder. That's definitely a sharp weapon being slashed against something and it's coming closer.