A.N~ *Random person gasps* OMG YOU'RE NOT DEAD!*Cries* Yes! Yes! Yes! People it's finally here. I'm so sorry i know i promised fast updates; I had intended to have this in by Christmas, but we ended up going out of town and when I got back the computer was broken. *gets shot* THAT'S NO EXCUSE *My ghost throws the computer out the window* I'M SO SICK OF YOU! A-hem, anyway I've got a tablet now so I can type on the go and stuff :3 yay.

lol this story is really enjoyable to write when listening to emotional music!

...I wanted to say something else but I've forgot, so ENJOY! :3

57's POV

I watched General lay on the floor before me prevented from movement because of the drugs in his system "Well", he asked me.

"Well what," I raised my eyebrows at him.

"Aren't you going to kill me now?"

"...Yeah."

"Why are you waiting?"

"Because you've got some special people waiting for you," I answered, placing my arms over my head and leaning into the corner snickering.

He stared at me with wide eyes, realizing what I had meant,"how did you-"

"I took a trip to the office, looked at a few files, contacted a some people", I grinned cutely.

"Why?"

"I'm going to let them watch you die, and I might let them to join in on the fun. However, I've been contemplating on whether I should let them watch you die, or let you watch them die. What do you think…Floyd", I asked rhetorically. "I think I could get used to calling you that."

"Please don't kill them. I'll do whatever you want."

I laughed out loud," You know begging never work, and even if you did give me what I want you of all people should know that I would double-cross you in the end. That's really shameful considering that you know me better than anyone else."

"You don't have to do this", General cried.

"Yes I do."

"I know what happened to your family."

He immediately caught my attention, "I'm listening." I studied his face for a while before listening to what he had to say.

"I know everything. If you could just spare them I will tell you everything you want to know," he sputtered out in a heap of distress.

"... Alright", I agreed.

"Thank you", he sighed closing his eyes, making me sneer.

I started at the watch –that I stole-, they would be here soon. "…3…2…1," I counted down. A petite young woman with blond hair and black work attire, burst through the door heavily panting, and was closely followed by her son, a young boy with honey blond hair who looked to be about thirteen years old. They cried out his name and ran over to him. I walked past them and locked the door.

I picked up a rope that was in the corner and pulled out a gun –that I also stole- and pointed it at the little boy's head. Both of them froze," now I want both of you to slowly walk into that corner and sit down." They put their hands up and sat down in the corner.

"…I honestly didn't think it would be that easy", I mumbled to myself, tying them up tightly. My red eyes glowing I smiled at the little boy and tilted my head," wanna to watch daddy die," I asked just for a good laugh. He stared at me in fear, looking as if he was going to cry. How naive, he's not at all like his father. I sat down on the floor next to General and demanded he tell about my family.

"You promise you won't kill my family", he asked.

"I promise", I said with a scary smirk across my face.

"Well", he began," I stole you from your mother the day after you were born."

"Why?" If he says it's confidential I'm going to snap!

"Because the wanted me to turn you into a weapon. A killing machine that could take anything that we threw at it. Honestly, the just wanted you to turn into a psychopathic killer."

A psychopathic killer? I stared at my slightly blood stained hands," why did they choose me?"

"I don't know?"

"Tell me more", I demanded.

"Your father died nine months before you were born in a car accident."

"Lair," I said giving him a death glare. "Tell me the truth."

"I sent Raul out to kill your father", he explained, too scared to lie to me.

"What about my mother?"

"I killed her."

"How?"

"I shot her."

" I remember starting training at the age of seven, so who took care of me before that?"

"Nurse Susan was you care taker. Did you kill her?"

"Yep. I've killed off almost everyone in this building." I stood up," okay, I've had enough of this, let's get this over with."

"What are you doing?"

"You really don't know me well do you?" I took out a white cloth and gagged him," I don't want you talking, you're already voice is annoying enough, I don't need to hear you whimpering." I knelt down in front of his wife and gazed into her beautiful emerald eyes.

I forced three of her own fingers into her eyes. She screamed on the top of her lungs, and the little boy began to panic tears streaming down his face," mom, dad, what's going on", he screamed and cried. I let out a loud crackling laughter as I moved the three in a scissor-like motion in her eye socket. She screamed louder, her mouth gaping open and her body shaking. The panicking boy faced away from the horrendous that was placed out before him.

I wrapped my hand around her neck, digging my nails into her skin making her warm thick blood pour down her body. I shot up, still strangling her, and I snapped at General. "Why do you look so mad? I did as you told me to do. Did you think a few words of pity would change how I feel? Promises mean nothing to me! Have you forgotten who I am," I screamed at him in rage, pacing backing and forth in front of him while shaking his wife around like she was a chew toy. "This is shameful. You're really slipping up, I expected so much more from you!"

I tossed his wife into the corner and fell on my knees lashing my arms out and shrugging my shoulders," what are you crying for? You got want you wanted, a psychopath," I spat in his face. I whispered into his ear," am I enough of a psychopath for you now?" He didn't respond," no, I'm not? Well we can't have that can we," I jumped up again.

I yanked his son from his up from the corner and slammed him against the wall. I wrapped hands around his neck until the turned a light blue, and suffocated him, his face turning a dark shade of red. I dug my nails into his skin allowing the warm red liquid to run down my arms. He kicked his legs and squirmed trying to escape from my grasp. "LET HIM GO," General Floyd pleaded, after finally raking up some courage.

"Mmn, Ina' minute", I giggled at my instructor who had had tears streaming down his checks. With a swift movement I pulled a machete out of the side of my pants and jammed it through his skull with a loud grunt. His breathing stopped and he went limp in my grasp. I released my grip and let his body hang on the wall. Just to upset General, I decapitated him and tossed his body into the corner next to his mother's corpse. "What's wrong", I knelt down in front of him, playfully swinging his son's had around in little circles by his honey blond hair like it was just a ball on a string.

He laid there not responding to me," whatever," I sucked my teeth," I'm going to go see what Raul is doing now." I opened the door slightly and hard footsteps. "Oh never mind, seems that he's already here", I dropped the head of the little boy onto the floor and nimbly leaped back into my hiding place inside the air duct.

RAUL'S POV

This is going nowhere! I've been following this girl's clues for god knows how long and all I ever find is more corpses and another place to run too. I stop running and think, and it hits me. All she wanted was some time. I'm never going to find her if I keep running around following her clues.

"Then where is she now", I took a rough guess and decided to head back into her cellar. I burst thought the door and gasped as the sight.

"No get out of-"The door slammed shut. I tugged on the handle and it fell off. Panicking I slammed my body hard against eh door but it wouldn't budge.

"Too late", a voice chirped from the ceiling. 57 nimbly jumped out of the air duct, "Why did you kill my father", she skillfully spun a knife around.

My eyes followed the knife fearfully," it was an order." That was the stupidest thing I've ever admitted in my entire life.

"Oh really", she stopped spinning the weapon in a swift motion and tilted it. "Why did you accept?"

"T-they would've killed me," I lied weakly.

"Really because I looked it up and you can reject orders within reason."

"W-What are you going to do to me", I asked scared out of my mind… I probably look really stupid right now.

"Honestly, what do you think I'm going to do" …I don't know why I asked that. Damn it the things fear does to you.

Fuck it," let's get this over with," I ended up spurting out which just ended any chance of me coming out of this alive.

"You're a little eager. I don't like it," of course everything has to go her way. I wonder where she got that personality from. I looked at General, completely pissed off for rubbing off on her.

America's POV

Sunlight gleamed through the curtains and my eyes fluttered open. England was still asleep next to me. His was using his arm as a pillow which caused the left side of his face to scrunch up and drool to pour out of his mouth. He let out small snores and sniffles as he dreamed sweetly," aw, how cute!"

"H-huh what", he snorted waking up. He stared at me with his choppy hair ruffled, one eye open wider than the other, and drool staining his face. I know it sounds like he looks a complete mess right now, but England makes it look hot!

"G-mornin' Iggy," luckily England is really slow in the morning so I was able to give him a small peck on the check without being completely mauled. He didn't even yell at me for calling him Iggy. He just the usual "good morning love" and snuggled into my chest and went back to sleep. A blush spread across my face as he breathed heavily on me.

"Alfie", he moaned into my skin sending a shiver down my spine. I wish he would call me that more often, but knowing him he that would be a complete no-no unless… My mind dived straight into the gutter as I imagined myself doing "dirty things" to England. Yeah, he would defiantly be calling me Alfie then. Unfortunately, my erotic fantasies ended with a quick glance at the clock. Damn it! We have a world meeting today, and lord knows how pissed Arthur would be at me if I make him late.

I don't even know why I go to these stupid meetings; we never do anything but fight and get yelled at by Germany, but since Arthur thinks they're so important I guess I'll go. "Yo Iggy, up and at 'em," I poked him repeatedly in the face.

His eyes snapped open and he threw a pillow at me, but I caught because heroes can do awesome shit like that. "My name is not "Iggy" you wanker!" Aw, he's back to normal now. That sucks. He was so sweet before!

I decided this would be the perfect time to make fun of him," dude, you were talking in your sleep and you called me Alfie, lol!"

Instead of his usual temper tantrum he just blushed," what's wrong bro?"

"A-ah, um, nothing, j-just go take a shower", he tried to push me of the bed to, but no avail. "Oh God, Alfred you're so f-"

"I'm Not Fat!" I'm not fucking fat.

"Oh yeah, I forgot about your "issues"."

I grunt, jump of the bed, and head to the bathroom. "AH! Wait no! I'm going to take one first!" He run to the bathroom and locked the door.

"Oh…okay?" He's acting weird this morning.

Well I guess I could go and make some breakfast. I headed to the kitchen and set the oven on broil so I can bake –burn- Iggy some scones. Then, I got my clothes ready," eh, who needs a shower." I ended up putting just putting my clothes on and making Artie some scones. Burnt and nasty, just how he likes it!

England's POV

I slumped down to the floor letting out a sigh. "I can't believe that he heard moaning his name during my…erotic dreaming. It's a good thing that he's an oblivious idiot." I started the water and stepped into the shower. The dream ran through my head refusing to leave. I couldn't stop visioning Alfred's seductive glare and myself with a blush across my face as he nipped at my skin and slowly peeled my clothes off, and- "Gah! Get out of my head damn it!"

I let the warm embrace of the steaming hot warm run down my body. "Damn it," I was unable to get my mind out of the gutter the whole time, and the fact that Alfred randomly decided to come in and check on me doesn't really help either.

"You okay bro."

"Y-yeah!"

"Well, hurry up. Don't be usin' up all my hot water brah."

"Y-yeah okay," I stuttered, to embarrassed to comment on his terrible grammar. A few minutes after he left the bathroom I wrapped a towel around myself and stepped out the bathroom. "Your turn git."

"Nah, I'm good bro," he chirped in his usual annoying tone.

"That's disgusting. Go take a shower!"

"Shut It Old man!"

"What Did You Call Me," I turned around flaring.

"…Nothing," he ran away before I could do lunge out and attack him. Good thing too, I just noticed my towel was about to slip off of my body…and me on top of Alfred with my towel off would be kind of awkward. "Oh dear lord not again," I shook my head as inappropriate thoughts came to mind.

I got dressed with my mind stuck in the gutter again. "Yo Iggy!" I jumped at the shout of Alfred's voice.

"O-oh, no need to shout lad."

"Yes, yes need to shout. I've been screaming you name for like three minutes dude."

"O-oh really?"

"Yeah, really," he frowned, but quickly perked up," lol whatever, your scones are ready dude." He skipped away laughing and giggling. No matter how annoying he may be I've always loved his carefree mentality. Nothing can upset him, always able to pick himself back up. Never giving up, never giving in. He looks so happy and joyful, always exploding with youth and curiosity.

He looks up to me, but he doesn't know how much I want to be like him. I'm short tempered and always upset. I'm a stupid drunk, always depending on something else to make me happy. I've even forgot how to love for a while. Everyone that I fell in love with always ended up betraying me and then we would go our separate ways. I swore I would never fall in love again, but Alfred changed all of that. "Shut It Old Man" I guess I am an old man aren't I. I laughed out loud at the thought.

Somewhere throughout my deep thought I had wandered into the kitchen. I nearly jumped out of my pants when I looked up and Alfred was staring down at me," dude, we're late."

It took a few seconds for me to register what he told me. "...OH MY GOD," I'm never late! I took at my wristwatch and nearly fainted," HOLY FADOODLES! WE'VE GOT TO GET OUT OF HERE! I'M NEVER LATE! EVER," I grabbed his arm and ran to the car, dragging him along.

"…Fadoodles," he questioned my awkward choice of vocabulary as I shoved him into the passenger seat of his car.

An hour into the drive I noticed Alfred has had his eyes on me for the past five minutes with a big blush across his face. "What are you looking at…?"

"Oh nothing", he said nonchalantly.

"No, it's not "nothing". Why have you been staring at me for the past five minutes with that dumbass grin on your face," I turned towards him slightly, still monitoring the road. This was kind of difficult because of the switched sides and all.

"…Stuff."

"Well gee, that really answers my question. Thanks for the descriptive supporting details," I sarcastically ranted.

"You're welcome," he grinned.

"YOU KNOW WHAT!"

"…what?"

"…Fuck you. Get out of the bloody car we're here."

"Okay!" We both strode into the building right next to each other and sat together. Normally I would yell at him for being so close to me, but today's an exception. Damn git has got me feeling all lovey-dovey today, so even though I hate to admit it I actually enjoyed it.

The meeting went on the same it always does, complete chaos and the Germany yelling, and we all get disappointed in ourselves, and then it's over.

"Hey, where's Canada," Alfred asked me while everyone else was leaving.

"Who?"

"Our brother Mathieu, Canada, the nation right above me, second largest, and it looks as if you've forgotten him once again," he looked rather angry and upset. I knew Alfred and Mathieu have a special relationship, but I didn't think he was this close to him. I guess it is bad that I forgot my very own brother who I had raised, but sometimes he's just so invisible. A large wave of guilt washed over me.

"I-I'm sorry," I looked down at my feet ashamed of myself," I-I don't know where he is."

"Whatever, I'm going to go wait in the car. Don't be long," He walked past me and out the door. His words stubbing at my heart with every enunciation. I hate to see Alfred upset; it makes me want to cry every time he is, especially if I'm the cause.

I gathered my thing when I heard soft moans and mewls coming for the closet. Curious, I place my ear on the door." Francis!"…Was that…Canada! I cracked the door open slightly and look through it. I screamed into my hand at the sight. My poor little Mathieu was naked with France with both legs over his shoulders, and France sexually assaulting him.

I jumped in the room in," F-FRANCE S-STOP RAPING MATHIUE," I shouted in horror pointing my index finger at the pair.

Canada looked absolutely horrified,"…u-um, he's not raping me…w-we've actually been together for about two months now," he murmured completely embarrassed.

I stood there for a few minutes like an idiot, processing what was just said. "Oh…um…sorry for the interruption," I ran like hell out the room. After re-gathering my stuff to leave, Canada came out the closet –fully clothed- and quickly walked headed towards the door. France quickly followed –still naked- ," Aw, Mon Cher come back! We didn't even finish," he ran after him.

"I'm not in the mood anymore."

"Did England's ugly face turn you off," he glared at me obviously very angry that I ruined his "happy time" with Mattie.

"Shut it frog face," Canada dragged him out by the ear before we could even try quarreling with each other.

I got in the car my face still red,"…I found Canada."

"…Me too, why was he France…and why was France naked," America questioned.

"I don't want to talk about it!"

A.N~ England: I have been forever disturbed!

Me: Are you kidding me? That was totally so freaking hot, how could you be disturbed?

England: FOREVER DISTURBED! *shudder*

Me: lol fadoodles! :3 ...0 lol we just spelled meme backwards

Soooooo, how was it :3 ? Haha, Franada has been added to the story and other parings will be added also...Raul seems to be in a pretty fucked up situation. Lorena will be meeting up with Iggy and Alfie pretty soon.

Any advice on what i need to improve one?

In my opinion I think that I need to improve on

*The way I capture Lorena's personality

* My horror scenes

* My mood/ story transitions

Now review or I will tell America that you called him fat, and he will break out the chainsaw! LOVE YA!