AN: Alrighty, sixth chapter in two days! This is my first ever fight scene, so I apologize if it stinks XD Hopefully near the end of this chapter I can get some new countries in this, because I have got a seriously wicked idea for a Halloween Special :P Anyway, I do not claim ownership of anything used in this fic, and I never will. R&R!

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Two steps from the starting point, each country summoned their weapons to fight 2p Italy. England's horn began to glow a dangerous, poisonous green, and his eyes turned to balls of green fire. A mystical, arcane circle appeared under his hooves, shining an unearthly white. Using his newfound magical prowess, Japan materialized a katana from the shimmering white energy emanating from his horn.

"Kolkolkolkol…" Russia began to chant. A freezing wind blew through the statue garden, chilling the Mane 6 to the bone. Frost crystals formed in Russia's mane and tail, his hooves turning to solid blocks of ice, freezing the ground underneath him. His purple aura surrounded him, brighter than it usually was. A giant man with sickly blue skin, dark hair, and sunken in eyes appeared behind him and placed his hand on Russia's shoulder. Russia grinned demonically, and although he didn't have magic, a blood-stained lead pipe appeared in his mouth.

China was just behind him, golden flames dancing through his mane and tail. He was moving so fast it appeared he had eight legs. The faint outline of a dragon could be seen around him as his horn started to glow as well. A wok popped out of his horn, and he caught it in his mouth, a ladle following it and landing in his outstretched hoof. Prussia and America took to the skies, black blobs against the night sky. Prussia's form suddenly began to morph and change, turning him into a giant black eagle with yellow streaks in its wings and a golden crown resting on his head. Gilbird himself became the same size, a vicious golden yellow bird of prey, no longer cute and fluffy.

"I call upon thee, hero of Asgard! Mighty Thor, God of Thunder, lend me your power!" America shouted, soaring just above England. Storm clouds free of pegasi control formed above the group, swirling and twisting angrily. A bolt of lightning shot down, striking the sandy-colored pegasus; however, he wasn't fazed. A bold, flowing red cape appeared on his shoulders, and a polished Viking helmet with gleaming white horns materialized on his head. A heavy looking, winged war hammer fell from the storm above, and America caught it. With his touch, it began to spark with electricity.

Just behind America on the ground, Canada rolled his eyes. Like Prussia's, his pegasus body also began to change shape. Within a few seconds, the once timid, soft-spoken little pony was a full-grown, vicious polar bear with a red mark in the shape of a maple leaf on his left eye. Fluttershy gasped; her precious Mathieu could turn into a monster. Like Russia, frost formed wherever he stepped, but there was a difference in the cold. Mathieu was the cold of snow on Christmas, ice over a lake perfect for skating, the cold of family and friendship. Russia was the cold of a freezing, raging blizzard pounding against your windows, the scary side of winter.

France and Germany brought up the rear. France had thrown aside his illustrious coat for the battle, and everypony could now see why. The fur on his forelegs and spine transformed from its beautiful lavender to a deep, forest green. Long, lethal spikes sprouted from his back and legs, slightly serrated like a rose's thorns. Germany's eyes shone a dangerous blue, and the skin on his shoulders tore open, revealing steel, wires, and gears underneath. Unfolding like paper from the holes, two large machine guns rose. A gas mask and oxygen tank appeared on his form as well. Italy laughed.

"Fools. You think you can kill me?" He hissed.

"We can try!" England retaliated, lowering his head as the distance closed. Three feet…two feet…one foot…NOW!

"Serpensortia!" He shouted, and a humongous black snake shot out of his horn with a bang, fangs bared and hissing. It spun around Italy's neck, starting to constrict, but Italy bit down on it, and it dissipated into smoke. While the snake had Italy distracted, America leapt up and brought his hammer down on Italy's head with a mighty roar. A hit that would have killed any normal pony, Italy just stood there and laughed, not a scratch on him. He raised a hoof and shot a blast of black energy out of it, sending America flying backwards, yelping in pain. France's thorns shot up and caught the pegasus.

"Thanks dude!" America yelled, then jumped right back into the battle. With a full-throated roar, Canada brought his paw down on Italy's side, claws extended. Unlike America's attack, it actually hurt him, tearing the skin open. However, it just stitched itself back together while Italy went hoof to hoof combat against Russia and China. Although they had seemed like enemies to the ponies, the two made quite the efficient team, fire and ice fighting together in a deadly dance. They seemed to be doing quite a bit of damage to Italy, Russia slamming his pipe on Italy's hooves and China burning his arms with quick jabs of fire.

Without warning, Prussia and Gilbird entered the fray. Gilbird raked his talons over Italy's eyes, sending scarlet everywhere. While Italy was blinded, Prussia came in from behind (yes, laugh immature readers) and hooked his talons onto Italy's spine. He began to pump his wings furiously, trying to gain enough altitude. Italy's eyes widened, realizing what Prussia was doing. He struggled, sending bursts of dark energy to Prussia's body, but if the bird was in pain he didn't show it. The pair rose, higher, higher into the sky. Finally, the pain became too much for Prussia and he let go of Italy.

"He's all yours guys." Prussia panted before dropping a few feet from pure exhaustion. Before Italy had a chance to unfurl his wings, America lifted Germany off the ground. Germany silently apologized to Italy, took aim, and fired. Bullets riddled the pegasus' body, and he spasmed and jerked with each hit. In a last minute attempt, Italy's whole body exploded, sending rays of black magic everywhere.

"Protego!" England cried, and a bubble appeared around the Mane 6 and Princesses, who remained unharmed from the blast. England himself was not so lucky, and neither were the other nations who didn't have a chance to move out of the way in time. Japan was blown backwards, hair smoking and fur singed. Half of China's mane was burnt off, and the skin on his chest was raw and smoking. Canada got the worst of it, having dove in front of France to protect his papa. The poor nation was slammed backwards into Grandpa Rome's statue, and he slid down to the base, not moving as his form changed back into a pegasus.

"Mathieu!" France yelled, the deadly vines bursting out of his body and wrapping around Italy so tight the pegasus could barely breathe. "How dare you hurt mon fille." France hissed as the vines began to squeeze. "I should send you to the depths of Hell for such a thing." He snarled, and the vines grew spikes on the insides piercing Italy's flesh. Italy whimpered in pain, but there was no mercy in France's eyes. England struggled to his feet.

"We're not trying to kill him, France. Just hold him down." England pointed out as his horn started to glow again. France snorted, but retracted the spikes. Italy squirmed, but that finally blast had sapped all the energy out of him. He couldn't do anything but watch as England lowered his head so his horn touched Italy's forehead.

"Pyurjo." England murmured, and the magic brightened, blinding everypony and engulfing them in white light. When it dimmed, normal Italy was lying where his 2p self had been. England smiled tiredly.

"That spell takes a lot out of me." He muttered, before stumbling. Twilight rushed forward and caught him before he could hit the ground. "Thanks." England mumbled.

"Don't waste your energy on talking. You need to rest now!" Twilight protested. Fluttershy ran over to Canada's side, tears threatening to fall.

"Is…he going to be okay?" She whispered. America trotted over, his hammer, helmet, and cape disappearing. Prussia landed next to Canada, feathers melting away and becoming a griffon once again. Gilbird shrunk as well, landing contentedly on Prussia's head. Prussia gave Canada a quick once over.

"He'll be fine. It takes more than that to kill us." He chuckled. America placed a wing over Fluttershy's shoulders.

"I know he doesn't look very tough, but you gotta remember that he's MY brother. He's going to be okay." He told her reassuringly, readjusting his glasses. Celestia trotted over to the group, levitating Canada with her magic.

"Well, it's been a long night everypony. We shall discuss this most troubling matter in the morning; for now, we all need our rest. And I must say, your fighting prowess is amazing. Perhaps you should consider staying here." She joked, and England snorted.

"Sorry Princess, but our people need us." He told her. She smiled, and everypony was teleported back to their individual rooms, where they promptly went to bed. Most of the nations took her offer as a joke, but Canada lay awake for a long time, mulling the idea over in his head. People actually noticed him here, after all…

~~~Epic Timeskip of Epic Epicness~~~

Some of the countries woke up in time to see Celestia raise the sun, but a select few; America, Canada, Italy, and France; slept in late. After the battle last night, Celestia allowed them to. England was the first down to the dining hall for breakfast – after Twilight, of course.

"Good morning, Princess Celestia, and you too, Miss Sparkle and Princess Luna." He yawned, making an attempt to flatten his eternally messy hair.

"Good morning." They all replied happily, using their magic to levitate various food items across the table and to each other.

"If I may ask, might I be able to take some of your time today, Miss Sparkle? I'd like to compare our research notes and try to develop a spell to get us home." England asked politely after a sip of tea. Twilight blushed, then glanced at Celestia for approval. Celestia pondered it for a moment.

"I don't see why not. In fact, I would like to join you for this." She smiled. England grinned and bowed his head in respect.

"Thank you, Princess. Now that I'm full, I'd better go wake up Alfred. Otherwise he won't get up until noon, the lazy git." He muttered, getting out of his chair and cantering back over to the staircase to Alfred's room. Celestia smiled knowingly at Twilight, who just looked perplexed.

"What is it, Princess? Did I do something wrong?" She panicked. Celestia chuckled.

"Just the opposite, my student." She replied, leaving Twilight more confused. Celestia glanced at Luna, who caught the cue.

"That Arthur is rather charming, don't you agree Twilight?" She teased. Twilight's eyes widened, catching on to what they were implying. She began to panic, waving her arms in the air.

"It's not like that! I couldn't have a very special somepony! I'm too young! We're just friends!" She yelled, her face bright red. Celestia and Luna burst into laughter.

"We were just teasing you, Twilight." Celestia giggled.

"Oh…" Twilight said sheepishly. Celestia turned serious again.

"But I do think you would be a good match for each other. Rarity has already found her special somepony in Francis, I think you and Arthur would complement each other nicely." She teased. Twilight silently fumed and Luna spoke up.

"And have you seen the way Fluttershy and Mathieu look at each other? She refused to leave his room last night until he regained consciousness." She pointed out.

"Oh, they definitely like each other; I can see that. They're just too shy to say anything about it." Twilight laughed.

~~~Another Epic Timeskip of Epic Epicness~~~

Up in his room, Canada slowly opened his eyes to see the sunlight streaming in. He was warm and comfy in his bed; he didn't want to get up. Suddenly, he became aware of another body pressed against his. It wasn't underneath the blankets with him, which helped calm his initial panic attack a bit. He slowly rolled over to see who was in the bed with him. His face turned scarlet when he saw Fluttershy curled up next to him.

"Maple…" He whispered, and Fluttershy's eyelids stirred, signaling her awakening. Canada squeaked. Although he was terribly shy, he was half-French, so he did know how to treat a woman. However, his French skills were not coming to him in this situation, and he just did the first thing that popped into his head. He gently shook her shoulder.

"Mmm…?" She mumbled, an eye fluttering open. Seeing Mathieu hovering over her, she squeaked like Canada did, jumping out of the bed and crashing onto the floor. Canada gasped.

"Are you alright? I didn't mean to scare you like that…" He explained, hopping out of the bed and walking over to her. She cowered, even though he wasn't angry.

"Please don't be angry with me! I just wanted to make sure you were okay, so I stayed here with you…then it got cold during the night, so I thought I could make you warm if I snuggled with you a bit…" She trailed off as Canada put his hoof on her lips to make her stop. He smiled kindly.

"I'm not angry; in fact, I'm very happy that you went to all that trouble just for me. No one's ever done something that nice for me before." He told her truthfully. Her eyes widened.

"Is that true? Nopony ever warmed you up when you were cold?" She asked in awe. Canada nodded, his head lowered in sadness.

"Yeah. I haven't had a birthday party in six years. You see, back home, no one remembers that I exist. Their eyes just slide over me like I'm invisible, and the ones who do see me always mistake me for Al because we're twins. My best friend beat me up the other day because of something Al did." He mumbled. "Gilbert is the only one who recognizes me for me and can see me, but he lives very far away, so we don't get to see each other that often." He felt a tear slide down his face, and suddenly he was wrapped in a warm, yellow hug.

"Oh Mathieu, that sounds horrible. I would never forget you like that." Fluttershy whispered. Canada wrapped his arms around her, hugging her back. Little did they know, a pair of sky-blue, bespectacled eyes was watching this scene through a crack in the doorway. They continued to watch. Soon, Fluttershy let go. Canada coughed.

"Um…Fluttershy…if you wouldn't mind…would you like to go and…get some ice cream with me?" Canada stuttered, blushing furiously. Fluttershy's face turned just as red.

"I…would like that very much." She answered. Canada was so happy, he did what he now looks back on as either the best thing that's ever happened to him or the worst mistake of his life. He kissed her on the lips. The eyes blinked, and widened to the size of dinner plates. The owner ran down the halls as quickly and silently as he could, mentally screaming for England. The two pegasi in the room didn't notice, laying down next to each other contentedly in the warmth of the sun, happy for the other's company. That was all they needed.

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AN: Yes, I borrowed England's spells from Harry Potter XD Alright, next chapter shall be the one where I include more countries, and it's also a Halloween special for my one reviewer, ChibChib. Review to tell me if the fight scene sucked LOL