Absorbing the Darkness

by vcbxnzm21

When America's plane goes down just outside London England races to the scene of the crash. But a mysterious man, hidden in the shadows, watches the two. But will this new man help the nations in need or will he only bring trouble to the them? And where have all the other nations disappeared to? Rated M for slight language and a rape scene later on.

1. Chapter 1

AN: Hello everyone! I know that it's been quite some time since I've posted anything of any kind. But it's a new year and I wanted to try something new. But let me give y'all some back story first.

This year I started college. There I met some new people. My new friends introduced me to this weird Japanese show called Hetalia... It was my first ever anime but I loved it. Of course each of my friends described themselves with a character and I chose England because I see myself in him a lot.

I also have a good friend who identifies as America.

To cure both of our writer's block we decided to write a story together. She started with a few paragraphs and then I'd send a few paragraphs back and in the end we wrote an entire story...

This is our brain child. The odd chapters are her writings and the even chapters are mine. Some chapters are shorter than others as it depended on how much we wanted to write at that point.

TRIGGER WARNING: There is a rape scene at one point in this story. I'll make sure to put the warning again at the top of that chapter. But if that is something that is triggering to you please be aware that this will happen later in the story!

Also please be sure to review! We both would love your guys opinions!

An explosion erupted in the distance as fire and smoke quickly lit up the forest on the outskirts of London. The remains of a plane lay crumbled in a pile of molten debris in the center of a clearing, America laid pinned under the burning wreckage. His brown bomber jacket was charred from the flames that whipped into the night sky as they mercilessly attacked his face.

"D—Dammit." Cursing, he slowly reached forward trying to pull himself away from the wreckage. Grasping at the ground, he winced as his entire chest shifted, his insides rolling over themselves. "God." With one great heave, he pulled himself forward, dragging his limp legs behind him.

He slowly inches his way to the edge of the clearing as he forced himself to sit up against a tree. "Fuck." Coughing, blood trickled from the corners of his mouth as he stared up at the night sky. "Hmm," he forced himself to smile, "It's actually really nice out tonight." Wincing again, he squinted momentarily as his eyelids became heavy. Within seconds, Alfred had fallen unconscious.