Note: Anything that has to do with "Indaduska" is 100% fake. The reason I named the fake nation "Indaduska" is in one of the Native American tongues, indadu means snake.
Chapter 10: Midnight Disturbance
Blood. Where am I? Hurt. He looked around to find a seemingly forgotten scene. Regret. Taking a look at himself he found that he was once again that young boy. Pain. The Indian looked up to see the body of the woman he could nearly call Mother. Sadness. The boy spoke yet he could hear no sound. Anger. The young Indian looked at the murderer with rage yet something else. Betrayal. He lounged at the woman- the killer. It didn't matter.
"Ah!" The young nation awoke with a start, sweat beating down his body, his ragged breath attempting to even itself. Lifting his hand to his face he could feel the tears.
Quickly getting out of his stupor he tried to shake it off before looking around. Where am I? Looking around again events of the last couple days filled his head. That's right I'm at- Japans house. Wait! Where's Canada! Panicking again he quickly left the room to search for his brother.
"-and it's my turn to save my people." The voice of his brother soothed his worries as he mentally kicked himself for getting so worked up. The past is the past- but why did I have that dream? Continuing toward the source of the sound he could hear the whispered voice of Prussia saying something undeterminable.
Walking to the door he found himself shocked to find everyone in the living room. Shaking off the uncertainty he stepped in.
"What's going on?" His usual smile was replaced with a blank expression.
"Oh! Umm- You see-"Canada started.
"A couple of us weren't very tired and so we came out here and talk. Umm, everyone sort of came here so we thought to come get you too, but you were sleeping and since you looked tired we decided to let you sleep." Japan excused. Taking a look at everyone America smiled.
"I was a bit tired after all, a hero needs his sleep!" Laughing in acceptance of the explanation, the others sighed in relief. "So what were you talking about?"
Everyone looked at each other quickly as if one held the answers.
"We were talking about stories of the past." Russia answered. A few nodded in admiration at the decision.
"Oh." America's face looked downcast before returning to the broad grin. "I think I'm going to head back to bed- Night!" He quickly moved out and back to Canada, England, and his room.
Of all the things- He thought to himself as he lay on his bed as he slowly faded into his dreams again.
Note: Sorry for the late update. My birthday was the 2nd and my party was the 3rd so I was busy. Also, my internet has been messing up so I may update on random dates as I wrote this early in the morning of the 6th; however, presently I have no internet, thus I must wait to upload. Hope you enjoyed this chapter. The pace is a lot slower. I last second decided to switch things up and go from a 3rd person view.