Hey everyone I've been on fan fiction for a couple years now and have decided to give weighting my own story a try .this is my first story here on fan fiction so tell me what you think in the comments or what I can change
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December 8 1941
America was considered by many of his fellow nations to be an idiot. From his all ways cheerful expression to his laugh made many people who meet to believe he was not the brightest person around. Of course it was, for the most part an act.
" never let them no your true self" the tribal nations had told him " dolt let the enemy close".
He had followed this advice for 200 years now, partly out of guilt of the unspeakable things he did to them and partly because deep down no matter how close he got to the rest of the world he still held them as a possible enemy. Of course they're we're exceptions to this like his twin brother Canada for example. Said brother was following behind him looking extremely agitated and scared.
"We shouldn't be here!" Canada said trying desperately to make his brother see reason. " we don't Need her help!"
America new his brother was right, that rationally letting her out would only come back to bite him in the rear. But he was be beyond reason at this point especially after seeing how traumatized Hawaii was. No one hurts his little girl! No one! If that means he had to make a deal with the devil the so be it! It just so happened that the devil was in Virginia in a secret military base 60 feet below the surface.
After trekking through the base for another ten minutes they finally reached a door reminiscent of a bank vault door guard by two soilders. " are you sure it's a good idea to go in unarmed sir?" One of the guards asked." Don't worry I'm packing" Canada reassured to two, pulling out his side arm. After sharing a look the two Opened the door and allowed the twin nations inside. Before them was a a simple cell. A small bed, toilet and sink made up the contents but what they really after was sitting In the corner. It was a humanoid figure, slim but short with long blonde hair. To any regular person she would look like a runway model except for one thing that ruined the image. her skin was white as a ghost, it was clear she had not seen the sun in she lifted her head to see who had come her ocean blue eyes narrowed and a grin that promised nothing but pain spread across her face
" well well, look what we have here! The union and canada!" She said in in sultry and clearly southern accent before giving a dark chuckle " have you come to play with your little sister"
America and Canada both grimaced but didn't bother responding . Before them was a women who in an age long gone had been their sister and kind hearted person. Now a deranged psychopath who loved blood and death Her name was Amelia belle jones the former confederate state of America, and the were about to unleash her upon the axis.
They won't know what hit them.
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So tell me what you think in the comments. Any and all feed back would be really helpful and hopefully I'll see you soon!
