Hetalia isn't mine, unfortunately. This has nothing to do with the current Russian government, or any other government for that matter. This is in no way a political statement. I couldn't care less if you're capitalist or socialist or whatever. You guys know the drill. I am deeply sorry if I offended anyone. That is the last thing I want to do.
Enjoy!
Pure Violet Is Killing Me
Chapter 2
America and Alfred
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"This means war." America forcefully pushed back his chair with a loud screech and stormed out of the conference room, enraged that no one believed him. As he slammed the door shut he heard England telling Russia to not believe him and that he shouldn't take him seriously, playing him off as if he was a child making up stories.
"'Don't take him seriously', I'll show you damn seriously!" America thought to himself behind the large double-doors, "Fine England, if you don't want to believe me than fine. I will save these people myself."
He stormed out of the building, marched over to his car, and drove off in angry determination. Conveniently the G8 meeting was taking place in D.C, so it was only a short drive to the White House where his current president lived, Carissa Theresa, the third female president and first to be openly gay. She was one of the few great presidents and had a tendency to say 'ludicrous' a lot. America was at a state of peace and prosperity ever since she came into office. The economy was the most stable and prosperous it has ever been. She was the head of major milestones in the U.S's history. The U.S of A was in top condition. She was trustworthy and loved by everyone. And she didn't believe America at all.
"What do you mean 'ludicrous'?" America asked waving his arms around the oval office to emphasize his point.
"By ludicrous, I mean ludicrous," President Carissa said coming around from her desk and leaning on it, a blatant sign that she wasn't taking this seriously in the slightest, "You're telling me that the Russian government is somehow secretly killing off their own people because there are trying to breed them into 'Pure Violet Russians' via selective elimination?"
"Yes!"
"And every Russian citizen is given 'Pure Violet Russian Duties' that they have to preform and if they don't they will be set to be killed by the government's hit-men?"
"Yes!"
"And the reason for the resent 'purple bracelet' fashion trend in Russia is actually a tag that the government sends out to the people who passed this test so that their hit-men will know who not to kill?"
"Yes!"
"And they're all doing this because they want to breed the Russian people into 'Pure Violet Russians' thusly become the greatest breed of people in the world?"
"Yes!"
"America that's absolutely –"
"Don't say ludicrous!" America interrupted.
"Actually, I was going to say stupid."
America gapped at her, his mouth wide open in disbelief.
"How could you say that?" America asked, extremely insulted.
"Because it is." She replied easily.
"People are being murdered!"
Carissa sighed, "America, do you have any actual, legitimate, or solid evidence indicating that this 'Pure Violet Russian' plan is taking place?"
"Of course I do! There has been a huge decrease in the Russian population ever since this so called 'fad' has taken place! And I have the census to prove it!" America argued vehemently.
"But America, what facts are there that links those two thing together? And how does a decrease in population equal the government killing off its own people to 'breed' them?"
"Madam President I know it's a little strange but I'm telling you the Russian government is doing this!" America insisted, practically pleading to his President to believe him.
"America, I have always been tolerant of your vivid imagination and your grudge against Russia, but this is absolutely ludicrous!"
"But-"
"America, stop wasting my time and forget this ludicrous fairytale!"
"Madam President, this is no fairytale! Russia is killing innocent peop-"
President Carissa glared at America, that 'Shut up and get out of my office, I'm your boss' look written all over her petit, freckled, and angry face.
"Yes ma'am." America growled, forcing the words past his lips and admitting defeat. He walked out of the oval office and shutting the door behind him quietly.
As soon as the door had closed and the sound proof room was sealed, America lost his composure.
"I can't believe her!" America thought angrily as he stormed through the White House. "I know it sounds insane, but it's the truth! She wouldn't even let me show her the evidence! She's just like England, just like everyone else. I'm a kid, I shouldn't be taken seriously, I'm over reacting, or I'm making things up to be a 'hero'. Well, they're wrong. People are dying!"
He swept his hands through his dusty blond hair, distressed and anxious. He didn't have his people behind him. He didn't have his President's trust. And he didn't have his army to declare war. People were dying and he was all alone.
"I will stop Russia. No matter what it takes!"
America marched fiercely through the decorated halls of the White House, ignoring the confused looks he got from the Secret Service agents strategically placed throughout the White House. He was going to get this done, even if he had to do it by himself.
"Up the third hall, two lefts, through the old door Lincoln always walked into, one right, up the stairs to the fourth floor, past the guards, last room on the left, in the closet, down the secret stairway, and… I'm here." America thought to himself after taking complex twists and turns through the hall ways and secret passages he had memorized long ago America to end up in his personal secret room.
And by 'secret' I mean his old club house he built under the White House as a kid that no one knew about.
Although when he first started out his little club house was no more than a small room made out of wood underground. But over the years he was able to convert it into a high tech secret facility.
He punched in the secret code into the padlock that lay to right of the two huge steel doors: IActuallyAmVegetarianAndAllTheBurgersIEatAreVeggieBurgersAndTheBestColorInTheWorldIsSkyBlueBecauseThatIsMyEyeColorIAmAPrettyPrincessGoMeIMadeTheInternetAndTheInternetIsAwesome, and the six inch steel door opened and America walked inside.
Not only was the large steel room chrome plated, creating a shiny and futuristic atmosphere, it was fully equipped with everything you could possibly need, especially for secret missions. Cloaking devices, tracking devises, a hearing aid that allowed you to hone-in to specific sounds, glasses that enabled you to see through bricks and cement, along with the many other gadgets decorated the walls.
And best of all, these were all invented by Alfred himself, for himself. He didn't let his army have these weapons, for he feared they would sure them for the wrong reasons. So they were for personal use only.
"Hey, Tony!" America called for his alien friend.
"Fucking limey!" Tony yelled from the very back of the room, which was a long ways away.
"Tony, I need my spying equipment!"
"Bitches?"
"Because Tony, people and dying. And it's that fucking bastard Russia. He's killing people, his own people."
"Fucking bitches?"
"Why would he do that? Because, he's trying to breed his people into 'Pure Violet Russians' by killing off those who he deems 'unworthy'. It's sick."
"Shitting bitches?"
"I know because of the facts. Russia has been doing this for three years, under everyone's noses. He thought no one would notice, but I did." America narrowed his eyes and walked over to a white table at the left side of the room covered in papers.
"Three years ago a new 'fashion trend' started in Russia, violet bracelets, almost everyone wore them. In that same year the population dropped 1/5th percent. But it wasn't reported in that year census. Media such as the internet and news broadcasting stations, never reported on this. And the only news coming out from Russia, about Russia, was good. They're trying to make their country look perfect."
America walked over to Tony and said, "And the only negative news was something environmental - something their government and the people are not in control of. But why would they do that? To not look suspicious. But I caught on, I figured it out."
America sorted through several papers and showed them to Tony.
"Look at this," America showed Tony a pile of documents, "This is a list of people who have passed away do to unknown causes. They were all in near perfect health and yet they suddenly died. When I saw this I knew something was wrong, so I found out what they had in common. After two weeks of research I realized that someone in their family posted something on the internet that was immediately taken down, as in within milliseconds. I didn't know what it was, but I do know it was important. There was another similarity: they didn't wear the bracelet. They weren't part of the 'fashion trend'." He glanced up from his papers and looked intensely at the alien seated on the opposite side of the table.
"They were set to be killed."
"Fucking shit limey! Bitches… Fuck!"
"Yeah, that's right. The people who Russia thinks are unworthy to be called a 'Pure Violet Russian' are killed. He's breeding a 'perfect' nation. And to think he fought alongside me during WW2."
"Bloody limey," Tony said, "That's terrible."
"I know, and I'm going to put a stop to it. If my President doesn't believe me, fine. If I don't have my army, fine. If I don't have my people to back me, fine. If the U.S.A can't do it, fine. If America can't, I will. I'm taking this into my own hands. Alfred F. Jones will save these people. Even if I have to do it by myself."
Discarding the papers America, no, Alfred ran over to his closet. Slamming the two-door chrome plated closet open Alfred shifted through the various garments and gear until he came upon his treasure, his invisibility suit. It took him 108 years of hard work to perfect it. And it does just what you think it does. It's a full body suit that makes you completely invisible to the human eye and to any and all human technology, which means any type of camera, heat sensors, laser detectors, even the newly developed DNA detectors. Even he highest level of new technology wouldn't find him.
Grabbing it he took off to the other side of the room where his many devises hung on the wall. 'Granny Smith's Hearing Aid' – a hearing aid that allowed you to hone in on a specific place and hear what's going on from great distances – 'I Choose You Ink' – an ink that can only be seen by the person's DNA you put in it – the 'Camo-Tent' – made from the same material as the invisibility suit, perfect for avoiding bears while camping – and 'Ol Shotgun McGee' - it's a shotgun.
Dressed in his invisibility suit unable to be seen by any human eye, he took his gear and placed them carefully in his camo pack, of course made in the same material as the invisibility suit.
"Tony," he said solemnly to his longtime friend, "I won't be back for a while, not until I put a stop to this. So hold down the fort for me, okay?"
"I will." Tony replied back.
"Oh, and," Alfred said standing in the door frame looking over his shoulder, "If I die because of this, tell them: I told you so."
To be continued...
Okay, done! I hope I explained everything correctly and you enjoyed it!
And yes, America is a vegetarian, all of those cheese burgers you see him eating are actually veggie burgers. Why? Because I'm vegetarian and I don't like promoting meat. Hurp-durp.
