Author's note: Didn't I tell you guys to watch Alfred yeah he's an asshole and we all know it! So this is another improtant part. Its sad to write this but I must! So Enjoy
07:00 Am Canada.
Stepping off the plan back in Canada I held the still sleeping Mattie. I don't regret what I did but I know in the long run I will. But it was for the good of my brother and me. Thomas and John are heading to anoter plane to get back to the states but I'm going to wait till Mattie wakes up so I can have him get his things and bring him back with me.
"Mattie wake up c'mon we have to go home" I say and his eyes flutter and he looks like he's going to cry again. He'll get over it.
"Let go of me! Put me down you bastard!" He yells and I growl that damned German still has him under his mind control.
"Matthew! Matthew where are you!" Oh great speak of the devil and he shall appear the white haired bastard comes out of nowhere with his Nazi brother and Italian henchmen like Hitler himself to me.
"Gilbert. Gil get him away from me!" No never Mattie won't get away I won't allow it he's mine I saved him and I love him! Gilbert runs over and grabs Mattie pulling him from me and glares at me with his evil red eyes.
"What did you do to him bastard? What did you do to Matthew?" he's yelling and Mattie is crying his knees shaking and I reach out to pull him back.
"I'm saving him from you Nazi bastard"
"Shut up Al you've gone insane. Just let me go home!" That was it how dare them. I was the hero the one who found Mattie the one who deserved the one he wanted Mattie was Mine and not Gilbert's. I grabbed Mattie's arm draging him away from Gilbert.
"Mattie we're going home back to the states. say goodbye to these bastards and we're leaving" Mattie glared at me.
"NO I'm staying here in Canada with my Family" He yelled and hugged Gilbert tightly I growled and pulled out my gun aiming it at the albino bastard and pulling the trigger. The shot blasted and there was blood everywhere.
07:15 am Canada.
In the seconds after Al had pulled his gun I had mine out and before he even had a chance to aim properly at Gil I had shot him straight in the heart. Tears poured down my face. I'd had to shoot my own brother and now his body lay there in front of me lifeless blood pooling around him.
Gilbert's hand flew over my eyes but I'd already seen too much. But in the back of my mind I was thinking he'd deserved this for the Rape and the names he'd called Gil. For hurting me and the rest of us.
"G...Gilbert I...I...He..You" the words wouldn't come out I couldn't do anything and my knees gave out.
"I killed my own brother!" I was sobbing now and Gilbert held onto me kissing my forehead telling me everything was alright.
"Mathieu? Mathieu what hap-" Papa that was Papa's voice. His qestion stopped when he saw Alfred laying there dead and Arthur followed behind him "What happened?"
I looked at them and swollowed thickly.
"He he'd gone mad he was trying to take me away from Gilbert. Dad Papa he raped me and he was going to shoot Gil so I...I" Papa's hand was shaking but he rested it on my head as did Dad.
"It's alright now lad We understand some people aren't ment to see the harsh realities of war" Arthur said and papa nodded.
"Mathieu go home with them and rest we shall take Alfred and burry him" I nodded and Gil took my hand turning to his brother and the Italian men. They looked at me and we walked off towards Ludwig's and Gilbert's cars.
Home a place I hadn't been in over a year. I collapsed on the couch and nuzzled into Gil's side Kumajiro coming to see me. I'd missed the bear like dog and hugged him.
Gilbert kissed me and I knew things would be alright.
NOTE: So now Mattie is home and Alfred is dead well hey I guess he deserved it. So tell me what you think and I'll put up the next chapter which I think is the end. if you have any Ideas for a fic you want me to write please tell me...or if you wanna Rp I can do that too I think FF's always turn out better with 2-3 people working on it.
