I'm so sorry I haven't updated in a while! I've been super busy with school and my health problems were jsut getting out of hand! I've been going to a bunch of doctors and gotten a bunch of tests done and they think they know what's wrong with me. I'm on this little pill now that seems to make everything better, it just gives me morning sickness every day. . I wish side affects didn't exist!

ANYWAYS! Enough about me! This chapter was written while I was listening to some very sad songs and I think that's why it turned out this way. And I must warn you...

If you can't handle blood, you may not like this chapter. But please! Read it anyway! I work too ahr don this for people not to read it! ./

DISCLAIMER: Superschwiizer owns nothing. If she did, she would be having Mattie cure her health problems with his free healthcare.


"When did it get so dark…?" Mathieu sighed as he glanced out the tall window of the school library. He finished packing his bag and made his way off the campus.

The library was an innocent sanctuary for him. A place where he could forget about everything that had happened and just immerse himself in worlds that seemed so much better than his own. On this particular night though, he had been there for purely academic reasons and nothing more. His history teacher had given out an assignment for an essay about the rise and fall of the Kingdom of Prussia. Mathieu had spent all day after school at the library, much to the chagrin of Alfred.

He smiled fondly as he made his way through the dark streets towards his home. Sure, Alfred wasn't the biggest bookworm in the world, but that was alright. Mathieu loved how, whenever he was reading a book, Alfred would come and cuddle close to him on his bed and ultimately falling asleep. It was just one of those little things that made the Canadian love his brother even more than he already did.

The path to his home seemed to keep growing longer and longer as paranoia set on from the dark began latching onto him. He knew it was foolish to be afraid of the dark at his age but it had always terrified him. Ever since he and Alfred had been children, he had dreaded ever going somewhere dark. Alfred had simply laughed it off, telling him that he would protect him because he was "The Hero!".

The lavender eyed boy adjusted the grip on the books in his arms as his mobile phone rang. Balancing them on one hip, he fished the annoying device out of his pocket and pressed the answer but as he put it to his ear. "Hello?"

"Mattie!"

Mathieu smiled at the sound of his overly excited brother. "Hello, Alfred… What is it?"

"Where are you? You were supposed to be an hour ago!"

"I'm sorry…I lost track of time at the library…"

There was there was a pause and a loud swear, probably from Alfred dying in his game, before he responded to his brother. "I got worried when you didn't get home. You should call when you're going to be late!"

Mathieu smiled softly at the concern in his brother's voice. He was probably embarrassed by his own words as well. "I promise not to do it again…"

"Well good! When will you be home?"

"It shouldn't be too much longer… I'm close to home…" Mathieu's eyes widened slightly as he heard the soft sound of footsteps behind him but he managed to keep his sudden nervousness out of his voice.

Clutching his history books close to his chest, he stopped and turned. His lavender eyes surveyed the area for anything amiss. Finding nothing out of the ordinary he turned with a soft sigh of relief, only to come face to face with the one who constantly plagued his nightmares.

"Mattie?" Alfred called through the phone, sounding worried that his brother wasn't answering. "Mattie? Are you still there?"

Natalia smirked mirthlessly at him, behind her and army of her goons that had never liked Mathieu much.

"Hello, Mathieu." She purred cloyingly, stepping close to the little Canadian.

She grabbed the phone out of his hand and threw it off into the bushes somewhere. Mattie flinched as he heard it crack hard against the cement of the sidewalk. That phone wasn't cheap…

Mathieu cowered, icy fingers of fear clawing at his stomach. "N-Natalia…?" he murmured softly. His hands shook where they held onto his books, knuckles turning white from the pressure.

"I told you I would be getting my revenge soon, didn't I?" Natalia trailed a perfectly manicured fingertip down his cheek before grabbing his chin roughly. The action caused Mathieu to drop his books and clutch at her wrist. "My god! You're such a fucking weakling!"

She laughed and her entire army laughed with her. Her cackling stopped suddenly and she roughly grabbed Mathieu by the front of his shirt, roughly shoving him back so he hid the ground with a hard thwack.

"Do with him as you see fit…just make sure to leave him bloody and bruised," Natalia turned on her heel to sit back and watch as her goons came over.

Mathieu gazed up with fear in his eyes as they towered over him. He squeezed his eyes shut just before the blows began. Hot tears streamed down his cheeks and he sobbed silently into his hands. Blood started to coat his frail body, turning its normal porcelain appearance into a darkened crimson colour.

Ribs cracked.

Skin broke.

Bones bruised.

Blood streamed from each wound.

Mathieu opened his eyes just barely, watching them inflict the torture upon his body and he couldn't help but think…

What did I do to deserve this? A cut drawn down his leg.

Is this all my fault? A rib cracking under a steal toed boot.

Why won't anyone help me? The wind thrust from his body by a well-aimed fist.

The cold fingers of realization slowly crept up his spine. His body couldn't take anymore. If they kept going…if they kept hurting him…he might not make it. But they didn't stop. Everything escalated to the point where he was bleeding from almost every surface of his body. Words of how horrid and worthless he was were carved into his back.

And then they stopped.

With the final word spelled out across his lower back, they stepped back and wiped their bloody hands off on cloths given by Natalia.

Natalia smirked and walked over to Mathieu, surveying the damage before pulling out a digital camera. "Say maple~" she giggled before taking numerous pictures of Mattie's bruised and battered body.

Once she was finished with her gruesome photo-shoot, she and her small army simply turned and left; leaving Mattie all alone.

Mathieu stared up at the sky through half closed eyes and broken glasses. Tears slid down his cheeks and mixed with the blood all over his body. He couldn't remember every single blow he had gotten, but he figured that he'd find them soon enough.

Weakly, his eyes fluttered closed and his breath became more and more shallow. He silently began praying to anyone of anything that would listen. He prayed for his brother to be happy, for his pain to go away, for someone to find him, and finally…for someone to kill Natalia.

The feeling in Mathieu's body was slowly becoming numb and he just barely opened his eyes. A tiny smile graced his lips before he completely lost consciousness.

I'm sorry Alfred…I don't think I'll be home anymore…


I feel so bad for doing this to my beloved Mattie... Sigh... I really wish that Natalia would just did. .

WAIT! I'm the authour! I can do that! XD

So I'm going to go completely off topic for a bit.

My friend Rebecca and I roleplay with our Hetalia OCs quite a bit. Mine is Greenland and hers is French Guiana. I have quite recently disovered that I am a writer, not an artist. So if someone would like to draw Greenland for me I would be so happy! She has snow white hair that falls to her lower back in softly waves with a little curl (like Italy's) that represents Nuuk, she has ice blue eyes and has very pale skin. She wears a hooded, white fur cloak(kind of like Fai's from Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicles) with the Danish military uniform underneath. I would draw her myself but...I can't draw. XD I'm accepting requests for any kind of oneshot people would like but the ones that are accompanied with a sketch of Greenland will get top priority!

I'm so excited to see everyones variations on my beloved OC!

~Superschwiizer