It's not my fault: Prologue
Snapped! Canada, better yet, Insane! Canada
"Slovenia... Where are you?"
A woman was hiding up a tree, being as quiet as possible.
"Come on... You don't need to hide from me"
A young man was walking through the forest looking for that person. The forest looked dark and almost nobody entered it. The girl stayed still put and didn't say a word.
"Where are you, Slovenia?"
This man was getting impatient. He didn't know where said person could be, but he couldn't let her get away. Slovenia started to tremble, she was thinking of an escape plan. Suddenly, she saw him walking at her direction.
"I know you're here somewhere"
Slovenia started climbing down the tree trying not to make a sound. The man stopped "I think I hear something". Slovenia stopped moving and thought, "Canada is going to find me". Canada chuckled a little "You're here. You know I'm going to find you".
Slovenia was now terrified, she was thinking of making a run for it. Canada started walking "Are you scared to show yourself?" he smiled "Like my brother would say, don't be a wuss".
Slovenia took a deep breath and decided to make a run for it. She hopped out of the tree and started to run. Canada at her direction and started to run. "I knew it!".
"L-leave me alone!", The woman called over her shoulder.
She looked back and saw that he was getting closer and closer.
"Where do you think you're going, eh?"
"Away from you!"
"Who said you could do that, eh?"
"Well, that isn't going to happen. There is no hero that can save you."
Slovenia was terrified, he was right. No one could save her now; she was alone running away from him. She looked back and saw that he was catching up to her.
"Leave me alone!"
"I can't, you've seen too much"
"I-I didn't see anything!"
"You can't remember, what happen before this?"
"No!"
"The body... of my dear brother?"
Memories came back to her. Memories of her opening the door of an old shed in the forest, where she heard a familiar voice that was screaming, to find that Canada had the guts to kill his own brother.
"A-Alfred..."
It was the only thing she could whisper at the moment. She could feel a tear running down her cheek. The woman stumbled a bit but kept running. She was getting tired, but quickly climbed another tree. Canada stopped in front of the tree and smirked.
"Well, look who's a little monkey"
"S-Shut it"
"Why? You're just a little wuss"
"I am not"
"Yes you are"
"Well, I don't care, I don't want to die!"
"But you're going to"
"N-No I won't"
Canada grabbed his hockey stick and smirked.
"Is that so?"
Slovenia climbed to another branch.
"Y-Yes"
Canada kicked the tree, but Slovenia didn't fall. He kicked harder, but Slovenia didn't fall "I-I-I won't fall" she said clinging for dear life. Canada kicked again.
"Stop!"
"Why should I, eh?"
"B-Because if you hurt me, my brother will kill you."
"And how would people know it was me?"
"They will find out somehow"
"They never notice me!"
"That's not my fault"
"I know, but it wasn't Latvia's fault either"
"You have Latvia?"
"Had"
"Where is he now?"
"On his way to afterlife"
"You're a monster"
"What did you call me?"
"A monster"
Canada kicked the tree again, but this time, Slovenia fell on her back. Canada started walking to her "Well that was pretty easy". She glared at him while trying to catch her breath. "G-Get... a-away..." she coughed "f-from... me". "Non" Canada said with a chuckle "I can't do that". Canada hit her in the head with the hockey stick leaving her unconscious.
"Come on, let's go back to the shed, next to Al"
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Slovenia woke up with a little headache.
"My, look who decided to join us, Al?"
Slovenia looked around. "Where am I?"
"In the shed, in chains, next to Alfie?"
Slovenia looked at the chains that where in both her arms and legs and then to Alfred.
"Nice to see him again, eh?"
Slovenia frowned and didn't answer him.
"What is it, cat has your tongue?"
She shook her head.
"Then what is it?"
"I don't want to talk to a monster"
"You're talking to me now"
Slovenia growled and crossed her arms, which was a little hard with the chains.
Canada rolled his eyes and sat down in a chair next to a desk "Now what am I going to do with you?"
"Let me go?"
"Again, why?"
"I don't deserve this"
"Lets see... America, stabbing; Latvia, drowning; Sealand, poison...
Slovenia's eyes started to get watery "You killed Sealand?"
"Oh... did I say that out loud?"
"You're a monster"
"Whatever makes you happy."
Slovenia struggled to get out of the chains.
"They're too strong for you, if Alfred couldn't get out of them, neither can you"
Slovenia started biting the ropes. "I could try". Canada got up from the chair and poked her on her forehead "They're made of iron". Slovenia glared at him, but he smiled and walked away "Now, what would I do...?" Slovenia watched him warily, knowing that this might be her last few minutes on earth.
"Any ideas, Al?"
"I don't think he'll answer you."
"I know, what am I, crazy?"
"Yes..."
Canada glared at her and Slovenia glared back.
"That's it!"
Canada grabbed his hockey stick and hit her in her legs. She winced in pain "Jerk!" He hit her in the legs again and she tried not to cry.
"Strong, aren't you?"
He hit her again and she cried in pain. "I guess, you're not that strong" he hit her again and heard a 'crack'. "Oh my... well that was unexpected" he said while Slovenia started screaming.
"Aw... Don't cry. It will all be over soon."
Slovenia sniffled "I-I want to go home"
"Soon, you'll have a new home, where nice people live"
Slovenia started to tear up.
"Don't worry, everything will soon be over soon"
"I-I don't want to die"
Canada touches her cheek "You saw and know too much"
"I still don't want to die"
"Too bad"
Canada went to America's corpse and grabbed his gun. Slovenia started to tremble and looked away while Canada put the gun on her head.
"Everything will soon be over...
Soon, you'll be with the others.
Ready, Slovenia? One... Two... And..."
Slovenia closed her eyes knowing the end has come.
"Three..."
After three gunshots to her head, Slovenia fell.
"Have a nice afterlife...
And some advice...
Stop putting your nose where it doesn't belong".
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Ring Ring Ring
"Bonjour"
"Papa...?"
"Canada?"
"Yes, it's me"
"What is it, mon enfant?"
"I can't find Alfred anywhere, he's not at his home and he doesn't answer his calls. I'm starting to think something bad happened to him."
"Mathieu, don't say that. You sound like you're going to cry. Why don't I help?"
"R-Really? You will go all the way here, just to help me?"
"Oui"
"Merci, Papa Francis, thank you"
"You're welcome"
"Goodbye, Papa"
"Adieu"
A/N:
Mon enfant- my child
I bet it wasn't the ending you were expecting.
This Canada lost his sanity. Thus he doesn't care who it is.
Sorry if you didn't like.
This chapter was base on a RP I did in omegle.
Slovenia was the other person's OC.
I have nothing else to say
Sorry for the errors
I wish Hetalia was mine