A/N: Okay this is my first angst-y, drama horror fic so please go easy on me. I've always known how both Lovi and Matt are always overshadowed by their bros, so it was bound to happen for them claiming revenge. Oh well, enjoy~!

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia. I do however own an America plushie~!


Matthew Williams.

A name that most question whom it belonged to. The poor teen was constantly treated like he was invisible, like an unknown ghost that drifted whichever way. His own pet bear would ask him the same question.

"Who are you?"

And he'd reply with a sigh his own name. He grew tired of the same routine. The only people who knew who he was were his friend, Gilbert Beilschmidt, his adopted father, Francis Bonnefoy and his brother.

His brother.

Alfred F. Jones was his name whom unlike himself was well known. He was a loud, obnoxious, happy-go-lucky guy who had lots of friends and was an attention magnet. He was amazing compared to Matthew, a social outcast who always forgettable, no matter how much he tried to be recognized. Every time he'd try to make a friend with someone, his brother would swoop in and capture the person's interest and they'd slip away from the Canadian's life.

It bugged him to no end, the feeling of loneliness, all because of Alfred. He came to the point where he began to despise his brother.

"Why does everyone notice Alfred? Why does he get the attention while I'm always ignored?" he asked himself.

To add insult to injury, when he does get noticed, he's mistaken for his brother. It stung like a fresh slap to the face. He never told anyone how he felt because he was sure no one could hear him much less notice him. He knew he shouldn't bottle his emotions up as it would lead to nothing but trouble. Francis warned him constantly along with Gilbert.

But where were they right now?

'Probably drinking and flirting with girls…' Matthew thought.

"Who are you?" Kumajiro, his pet bear, asked.

Matthew looked at it with a slight glare.

"I'm Matthew…" he replied.

Kumajiro merely tipped his head to that reply as if silently questioning his owner. As Matthew looked away, it decided to ask the same question again.

"Who are you?"

Matthew's frown deepened and his anger began to rise.

"I'm Matthew…your owner?" he replied through grit teeth.

"Are you sure?" he asked him suspiciously.

Matthew rose up from the couch he'd been sitting on and walked to the bear.

"Yes I'm sure, Kumajiro."

The bear's eyes widened at his master's reply. He had never called him by his name; he always confused it with some other name. Matthew kneeled in front of the bear that looked up curiously at the teen in front of him.

"It's not fair…" he whispered.

Kumajiro cocked his head to that.

Matthew was tired. Tired of being ignored or forgotten. Tired of the same damn question of "Who are you?" Tired of trying so hard to get attention or making a friend.

Most of all, he was tired of being his brother's shadow. He despised Alfred for making him feel so unwanted or invisible. All logic or love for his brother was thrown out the window, being replaced by rage and vengeance. He'd get Alfred back and he'd make him suffer like he suffered over the years.

His eyes darted back to his polar bear who's been patiently awaiting his owner's answer.

"Kumajiro?" he said.

"Hmm?" he questioned.

"I want revenge. I want to get back at him, to cause him misery. I want him to suffer for everything."

"Who?" the bear asked.

"My brother Alfred." Matthew answered with hatred in his voice.

"Isn't he your brother?"

"I don't care…" Matthew answered.

Kumajiro winced at Matthew's tone, it sounded cold yet pained at the same time.

"What are you going to do?" he asked, suddenly worried for his owner's brother's safety.

Matthew's eyes seemed to stare into space before snapping out of it. A deviant grin crossed his features. He pet the bear's head softly.

"You'll see Kuma, you'll see…" he said, "I'll make him regret living. Soon everyone will know who I am."

Kumajiro had a bad feeling about this.


A/N: So what do you guys think? Is it bad? Good? I typed this on nothing but a Monster and the song iNSaNiTY which inspired this story.

Canada: Someone's going to die?

Yup~!

Canada: And I'm going to kill him?

Well more than one person actually *grins*

Canada: W-what? Who?

That's for a later time~! Anyways Romano is coming up next so prepare yourself and review please.

Canada: Maple…