"Why did you do it?" America demanded of England after the sounds of gunshots faded, his blue eyes dark with anger.
"This was a mistake America, my men misheard their orders." The man replied as he moved around a fallen colonist. "You're injured, let's get that taken care of."
"Do you think saying it was a mistake is going to make things better?" The teen yelled backing away from his guardian. "They are your men! It's your job to make sure this doesn't happen! My people weren't even armed!"
"I cannot control how my people act any more than you can America. From our view things were starting to get dangerous for us. Can you really blame the man for defending himself? This never would have happened if you would just stop rebelling." The Brit snapped running a hand through his blond hair.
"If you would get rid of these acts we wouldn't have a reason to rebel." America yelled back annoyed at how his guardian was acting.
"These acts are for your own good." England replied quickly.
"Then I will continue to fight." America stated with a determined look on his face before he ran into an alley, managing to slip away.
