England ran his fingers through his hair, he leaned back against the wall sighing softly. He had no idea why he thought that he'll be able to have a civil meeting with his brothers, more often than not it ended with them stomping out in anger. He closed his eyes sadly as he slid down the wall, pressing his legs against his chest burying his face into his knees. He doesn't understand why they hate him so much, for as long as he can remember he has always been alone and his brothers would attack him to get him to leave them alone.
He sat there trying not to cry when he heard a male voice calling his name softly. He was surprised but before he could look up to see who it was, he felt a sharp pain at his temple, he knew no more as he fell into darkness.
The unknown male caught England before he hit the floor and hugged him close. "I'm sorry, England. But you won't have came with me if I asked. But don't worry, I'll protect you, I won't let anyone hurt you again. You belong to me now. You're mine. Your mind, your soul, your body, all mine! All of you belongs to me! I won't let anyone have you! I won't let anyone look at your beauty ever again! You're mine! You're Mine! YOU ARE MINE!" The male chuckled darkly as he picked England up carrying him out of his house, never to be seen by anybody ever again.