A/N: THIS IS SO SHORT! Just A really quick oneshot depressing thingy... so yeah... this little FF here is called 'Why Should A Hero Need A Hero?' PLEASE REVIEW! YOU DONT EVEN HAVE TO LOG INNNN!

Russia's gleeful face stared down at the fallen 'hero' at his feet. He rested the tip of his combat boot on America's temple and gave it a kick to roll the nation over. Ivan stared at America's broken and battered features. Starting from America's cold blue eye that stared at nothing and ended at the badly scraped up chin. He then bent down to uncover the other eye from under the messy crop of dirty blond that had blood crusted on it.

As he stood up he flashed the lifeless body a quick sadistic grin as he started to hum something that sounded remotely like the song 'Kryptonite' "You are familar with this particular song, da?You have always had quite an imagination. You believed you were the hero, but the ironic thing is that it seems like you are the one in need of saving. Where is YOUR hero, Alfred?" He then let out a childish giggle, from pure enjoyment of the irony of the moment. He then hummed another verse of the song as he walked over a few steps to claim Texas from off the ground "I'll just keep this..." He giggled again as he turned around to look back at the shattered remains of the once strong country. But, feeling no sympathy for the American he countinued on his way, humming the song over and over again until he got home.

' Well I took a walk around the world to ease my troubled mind
I left my body lying somewhere in the sands of time
But I watched the world float to the dark side of the moon
I feel there is nothing I can do, yeah

I watched the world float to the dark side of the moon
After all I knew it had to be something to do with you
I really don't mind what happens now and then
As long as you'll be my friend at the end

And if I go crazy then will you still call me Superman?
If I'm alive and well, will you be there holding my hand?
I'll keep you by my side with my superhuman might
Kryptonite

You call me strong, you call me weak
But still your secrets I will keep
You took for granted all the times
I never let you down

You stumbled in and bumped your head
If not for me then you'd be dead
I picked you up and put you back on solid ground

If I go crazy then will you still call me Superman?
If I'm alive and well, will you be there holding my hand
I'll keep you by my side with my superhuman might
Kryptonite

If I go crazy then will you still call me Superman?
If I'm alive and well, will you be there holding my hand?
I'll keep you by my side with my superhuman might
Kryptonite, yeah

If I go crazy then will you still call me Superman?
If I'm alive and well, will you be there holding my hand?
I'll keep you by my side with my superhuman might '