This is the very first fanfic I ever done. I haven't post it up before because I wrote it in my main language, Swedish.
Stupid Brother!
The long stairway down was narrow and made of cold stone. I did not want to go down and see the worst. I knew he had gone down but never came up. It had been over two hours and I was still waiting for America to come up. I do not like churches, they scare me. But now I am here because my stupid brother forced me, Stupid America!
It had gone too long, and I hoped that he come up soon so that I did not have to go down and see his lifeless body on the floor, I did not want see his dead eyes. But I had to get him up. England would go insane if we were late to another world meeting again. Both I and America knew the rumors and the dangerous environment down there is.
That "hero" of course rushed down the stairs and yell "BECAUSE I'M A HERO" when I asked why he wanted to go down there. Stupid brother!
"Kumonji, you stay here!" I said to my pet polar bear, though I can never remember his real name.
"Who are you?" Answered Kumajiro who never could remember who I was, great.
"I'm Canada." I said and sighed while I took out my little flashlight that I always have in your pocket.
I lit the light and began slowly walk down the stairs. I went down and for every step I took, my heart beat faster. In my hand I held the flashlight and the other I stroked against the cold, damp stone wall, so I would not suddenly fall or something. I thought that I would never dare to go down into an old church basement, but thanks to my stupid big brother I now have to go down to the pit with spider net in the face. Why me?!
I fell when I felt something touch my leg. Luckily it was only two steps left to the floor so the only damage I got was a small scratch wound on my hand. Even luckier was that the flashlight did not break in the fall. I grabbed it fast held it directed it towards the stairs. There sat Komajin, my pet.
"I'm hungry." said Kumajiro and looked at me with his little eyes and tilted his head.
"But I told you to stay up there!" I screamed silently, almost like a whisper.
"Yes, but you looked frightened up there and I wanted to help, whoever you are."
I was actually happy to hear the polar bear words; I was afraid, afraid for my life. It felt good that he had been worried about me. The little polar bear came up to me and licked my face. I smiled and picked him up. I put him on my shoulders and he put his paw around my forehead. I got up and looked around in the corridor. There were only two ways the stairs up and a small spot of light far away in the opposite way. I started walking to the little spot, hoping to come across America. I was a little scared even though I had my pet , so I started singing a little song. The only thing I could think of, America with Rammstien. I could only the chorus, I like that much but Prussia do so I took it.
"We're all living in America
America is wunderbar
We're all living in America
America America"
When I arrived at the little spot I saw that there was a torch. It must have been America who lit it with his lighter. As I looked ahead, I saw that there were more lights. It had been America again. I continued to go in the same direction as the torches until I came to a door opening. The door itself had rotted away long ago. The door had once kept a secret room. It was a round room, and even though there were no torches in there, it was bright. The light came from a fireplace as a fire crackled in and gave warmth. The room was round and the walls were filled with shelves containing books. In the middle of the room was a writing table with a big red chair with the back to the doorway. The table and chair looked to be very new because it was the only thing that had not mold or moss on them.
I went to one of the shelves and took out a book that fell to pieces when I opened it. I saw no value in opening more books if they would just fall apart. Instead, I continued to walk along the wall and look at the books.
"Look out!" Shouted the polar bear from my head, it almost made me deaf. But it was probably lucky it was there because I was about to go into an armor standing by the fireplace. I thought it was odd that I had not noticed it before, but I did not care so much.
The armor was completely black and it stood straight. It kept his sword with the tip into the ground and with both hands on the handle. It looked very new just like the table and chair. I pondered it for a while and then I turned to the desk. I froze when I saw someone sitting in the chair and who it was. It was my brother, America, who sat there with a smile colder than Russia's, which scared me more than Russia's. I stared at the way he was sitting. He had his eyes open but there was no life in them. He sat with his elbows on the table and his hands together and leaned against the chin. He looked as if he had been waiting for me.
"America!" I cried when I could finally find the words, he did not answer. "America answer me, are you okay? Is this a joke?" I asked but no answer. It was like he did not see me or hear me. I started to move forward, but was stopped by the polar bear on my head.
"We should go, whoever you are!" Said the polar bears desperately. "America is not here!"
"What's not here? He's sitting right there." I said and pointed to America.
"No, he's not here! That's not him!" He screamed in panic and started pulling my ears in an attempt to get me to go.
"No, stop it!" I shouted and waved my hands against the polar bear, but I stopped when I heard a deep voice.
"Hello there young man." said a voice that came from America's mouth, which was now open, but it did not sound at all like America.
"I'm here to get my brother, please." Did I say nervous and scared. The polar bear had stopped drawing, but now hid his face in my long hair.
"I know why you're here." America's body was in the same position, and his mouth wasn't even moving. "But this man has insulted me. A while ago, he came in here and took down book after book, not as you ended by one, he screamed when he saw my body, not like you who stood there and was fascinated by it. He took my sword and began fencing with it against my body and for each strike he screamed "Oh I'm the hero." He threw away his sword and sat down in my chair with his dirty feet on the table. So to get revenge I took over his body. But this body smells worse than my old socks. You know that he is very stupid, right?"
I could not deny that my brother was disgusting, annoying and stupid but he is my brother and I cannot leave him here. I stared at America's body and did not know how I would get that type of his body.
"But I want him back, how stupid he may be!" I shouted, and his voice did not say anything for a while. He pondered my words.
"No, I do not feel like it. Leave now."
I was close to give him some Canadian anger, when the polar bear attacked America. He jumped from my head down to the table and hit America two times in his head, directly above the temples. America's body collapsed on the table.
"Take him now! The evil spirit is removed from him, but will be back in his own body! We need to leave this place!" Shouted the polar bear that were already on the way to the doorway. I threw America over my shoulders and started to follow the polar bear. I saw in the corner of my eye how something black swing against me. I jumped away in time and saw that the black armor had come to life.
"I won't let you leave!" Shouted the armor with the same voice that came from the Americas.
I turned around and started to run as fast as I could to the stairs. When I finally was there the armor began to slow down. I did not know why, I just heard that its clinking began to disappear. But I took no chances and I ran up the stairs and out the door and ice bear closed it behind me. I put America on a bench and I turned toward the door. But it was gone.
I sat on my knees in front of America and the polar bear sat in my lap, in the run I had twisted my ankle. I sighed and looked at America. No one would believe me. I saved America, no one would believe it. Not even America would probably remember it. I lifted my head and closed my eyes. I breathed deeply while I tried to blend in with everything. America started making noises and turning himself but I noticed nothing until America took my hand and I opened my eyes.
I thought, "Stupid Brother".
He looked deep into my eyes and he said:
"You are so brave Canada."
The End ...?