Normal POV:
It was a gloomy day, it was raining and gun shots rang through the air. This was the day America gained his independence from England, it was a fierce battle both parties not willing to give up until ether was dead or surrendered. Finally after a long war America came out as the winner thus claiming his independence but also hurting his brother.
"Just shoot me already! Why do you show me such mercy?!" screamed England on his knees in the mud at America's feet.
"Because I won't kill my brother." America answered then turned and left England there surrounded by his fallen soldiers.
100 Years Later
America's POV:
It has been 100 years since that day and I still can't stop feeling guilty for my actions, England has completely shut off all communications to me and ignores me at the world meetings, it kills me to know that my brother hates my guts.
Suddenly my phone began to ring,
America picks up his phone.
"Hello?"
"America you git this is all your fault!" came a voice on the other end that sounded a bit slurred.
"England is that you? Are you drunk?"
"Yes I am and it's all your bloody fault you bloody git!" there's a sound of glass breaking.
"England calm down before you hurt yourself!"
"What does it matter to you? You don't care about me; you left me all alone in this stupid world!" England screamed though his voice sounded broken like he was crying.
"England I do care about you you're my brother!"
"Liar! I can't take your lies and the pain anymore I'm going to end the pain now!" there's a loud scream and the line goes dead.
"England!? England!? Shit!"
Quickly I grabbed my jacket and keys, then got into my car and speeded to England's house.
A/N:
America: No Iggy don't kill yourself!
England: I'm not and I said not to call me that you stupid git!
America: Yay! *hugs England*
Ciella: Want to know if America will save Iggy in time? Tune in for the next chapter till then R&R.
P.S. All flames will be given to Russia to keep him warm.
America: Bye!