Hello one , Hello All !
Bleedingsmirk here. And I was in a really bad place for a long time , with all this angst and whatnot churning inside of me and believe it or not , while watching a movie with my mom at home , i just upped and dashed to my laptop to write this down.
I have never known what people talk about when they say their hands just fly across the keys , and like magic they just write a story like that. But i now do. :D
I shall not bother you thus , and I bid you a joyous reading :D
Sobs broke out , as the broad back that had once seemed so strong was now crumbling. All your fault! You can't do anything right now , can you, aru ? America is idiot is he not. Oui , Amerique has no business being a superpower and acting like an imbecile. Bloody Git , ruining trade and losing money all at once. We are all going to perish here at the rate of his fall. Useless Arse… Useless , Idiot , Moron , Ass….
The derogatory terms he had been called so often had been like second name to him , seemingly jovial and easily brushed off , but deep down they struck and struck hard. Another retched howl of muffled sobs escaped and the ex- superpower could feel his airways constricting and not allowing for access of breath.
He used to be clamoured for , America ; The youngest Superpower , The Hero of the War , The one who made it all better. Now he was rubble , barely even worth the dust they walked on , and he sniffled at that thought , tears still freefalling down his face. Lips bitten and raw were softly reiterating the National Anthem that he had once been so proud of but now seemed to haunt him.
" And where is that band who so vauntingly swore , That the havoc of war and the battles confusion…,"
Blood was now trickling down his chin as he continued to bite down on the soft pliant organ while singing of his glory days, when he was loved and adored ; held on a pedestal.
" Then conquer we must , when our cause it is just….."
And it exactly that moment something snapped . Conquer…. Must Conquer the pain… Conquering everything. I can…. Conquer… I am a Conquerer ! Those words kept on swirling and whirling around in his head , over and over and over again…
I don't need to face the pain , I am independent… I can .. no.. NO , I will break away !
The laughter that erupted was not the once heart meltingly , warm , gooey , chuckle filled with love and naivety towards the worlds , harsh harsh claws… No , this was an entirely different form of laughter. This laughter was only heard by the people who were pushed to their wits end , whose sanity was clawing for safety while clinging on to a slight glimmer of hope that was as fragile as a spiders web. This was the joy infused laughter of a mad man , who had lost it all.
The bumbling young country had been tainted and now wore his sinned dabbed cloak like a war medal. Torn lips were now whispering harsh comments , juiced up with revenge and laced with venom filled love. ' Everyone…. Everyone pushed me away when I was at my lowest…. No one stood by me.. No One Fucking Stood By My Side ! No one… I don't need anyone…Never needed Anyone.. Fuck them.. Fuck them all ! '
The whispers and murmurs dissolved away along with the rise of his speech and suddenly he was shouting. " FUCK THEM ALL ! NEVER GOING TO NEED TO SEE THEIR FACES ! EVER AGAIN ! FUCK IT ALL !." Tears once again made themselves present on his worn out eyes and his smile grew to a size that would have indicated a serious case of Lock Jaw Syndrome. But no , America , was not sick and neither was he transforming into the Joker , but as the Joker himself once said…
' All , it takes is a little…. Push ! ~",
America's mind was now sunken into the black , charring ocean of diseased minds and lacklustre hearts… But he couldn't have made it this far without the wonderful ever present friends who had all given him their fair share of pushes. So what kind of person would he be to not return the favour. To not gracefully show his appreciation to all of his allies. That disgusting laugh once again ripped itself from his throat and this time , there was nothing to stop it.
If they were all there during his rise to power , when he had sucked in all of their problems and churned out variable solutions like a chugging automotive then they would almost indefinitely be present during his fall , when the power drained through him and the automaton started spewing junk and grease from all those years of unclean and unkempt false care given to it.
But for now , he hoped the other nations liked the gifts they were about to receive.
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Until then , Adieu ~