"Dude seriously you're freaking me out" Alfred and Elizabeta were heading back home with the back seats of Al's truck full of bags while Liz was fantasizing about some random thing. "Liz c'mon that's really scary"

"It's not my fault you and that guy looked so adorable"

***flashback***

"GET THE CHOCOLATE MILK" Al yelled at Liz as she got the milk from the freezer.

"Chill I'm looking for it" As Liz was busy looking for the chocolate milk, Alfred saw a small boy, no younger than him, struggling to get the ice cream bucket on the top shelf of the freezer. Al, being his hero self, decided to help him out.

"Need help with that?" He said reaching for the bucket. Getting a closer look he realized he wasn't as small as he though, at least a head smaller. He had short blonde hair and big green eyes under massive eyebrows.

"I didn't need help" he said with a British accent about to take the bucket, but AL got it out of his reach "could I please have that?"

"Not until you say please and thanks, I did help you after all"

"I didn't need your help you git"

"OK! then I'll just put this back and let you get it on your own" he said putting it back and crossing his arms. The blonde looked irritated but said nothing.

"Fine," he said after a moment "could you please help me with that wanker?"

"Close enough" he said reaching for the bucket again.

"Hey Al I found the choc-" Liz stopped observing the scene before her.

(Elizabeta's mind) Alfred handed the boy in front of him the bucket of ice cream while he stared at him with half lilted eyes as the other looked away with a soft blush creeping into his face. "T-thank you" the boy said shyly. Al lifted his chin and forced the smaller teen to look at him causing the other to blush harder as he stared deeply into his eyes.

"It's no problem for someone like you" he said in a seductive voice, his face a few inches away from the smaller teen. Elizabeta fell to the ground covering her bleeding nose and making a strange noise.

"What the hell is wrong with that girl?" asked the confused British teen.

"Dunno…she gets like that occasionally."

***end flashback***

"I'm afraid to ask what goes on inside your brain" said Alfred with a sigh. Not looking away from the road. When they both stayed silent, they heard on the radio about the psychopath on the loose "We should hurry home"

"psshhh what's the rush…" she said more as a statement than a question "I can just take him down with…" Liz's eyes widened as she realized she didn't have her pan. "szar hagytam nálad!" she yelled confusing Alfred on what she just said.

When they finally got home, the Canadian was nowhere to be seen. "MAATTIEEEE!" yelled Alfred as Liz placed the groceries away "Where did he run off to?" as if on cue, Al's phone began ringing "Hello?" Alfred's eyes widened in shock.

"Who is it?" asked Liz, but Al didn't respond.

"Yes, he's speaking…What?...y-yes thank you I'll be there as soon as possible."

"Al what's going on?!" she said concerned.

"Get in the car Mattie's in the hospital.

oooooOOOOooooo

This is not happening, this is not happening, this is not happening. I sat in the hospital bed clutching my pounding head as tears rolled down my cheeks. I kept telling myself that this wasn't real, that it was all a nightmare and that I was still on the couch at home where I fell asleep but I remember it so clear that I know that's not the case.

I remember Gilbert pushing me to the ground and hitting my head on the side walk. The last thing I saw was the color red everywhere before everything was pitch black. When I woke up, everything was blurry and my head was wrapped around with a bandage and so was my right eye.

My head started throbbing in pain again and all I could do was hold it in an attempt to stop it. My eye didn't make anything better, it didn't hurt but it left an unpleasant feeling. I stayed in silence with my head ducked between my arms in the empty white room when a door slammed open.

"MATTIE!" I realized I didn't have my glasses on so I couldn't see who was walking into the room "I'm so glad you're ok" when that person hugged me I noticed it was my brother. I couldn't move, I was frozen in place, my head still spinning. "WHAT THE HELL WHERE YOU DOING YOU IDIOT?!" his sudden change in mood struck me "DIDN'T YOU HEAR THERE WAS A KILLER ON THE LOOSE?" I felt tears coming down my face again; I hate it when he yells at me. But what did I do wrong? "YOU COULD'VE BEEN KILLED!"

"ALFRED THAT'S ENOUGH!" Liz yelled making Al stop. He sighed and spoke in a much softer voice.

"I'm sorry Mattie…..I just…I was just so worried."

Liz walked over and hugged me but much more gentle than Alfred. "It's okay Mattie, you don't have to talk until this is all over with." I hugged her back and started to cry again as my head was filled with images painted in red, but I noticed that all this time my tears where only coming out of one eye.

"Sorry to interrupt" someone came through the door but with my glasses nowhere to be found I couldn't see who it was, I did notice, however, that she was female and she sounded like a nice person. "привет I'm doctor Katyusha, I'm here to check on Mr. Williams and I'm terribly sorry but I'm going to ask you to leave the room for a few minutes."

I heard the door close and I was no longer paying attention to what was being done to me. My head and right eye felt cold when she removed the bandages but I didn't think anything of it. After a while Alfred and Elizabeta came back in the room and doctor Katyusha talked to them but I didn't pay any attention to what was happening and just focused on the celling until I heard them mention Gilbert.

"…he was very lucky. Apparently he got shot a few times but only two bullets got him."

"How bad is it?" I heard Liz ask.

"One of them hit him on the leg but there was no serious damage, the second, however, managed to hit him exactly in his shoulder joint and completely destroyed his muscles and nerves on his left arm." I couldn't believe what I just heard, it was all my fault. If I would have just let him talk none of this would have ever happened. But I just can't help but wonder why was the only thing I saw the color red?


SUP PEOPLE DUCKLING HERE QUACK! OK first of all, I'm no doctor so don't judge me. Second I decided to throw England in there just because so deal with it. Anyways I discovered that I like messing with people's brain so I have a challenge. First, notice how I didn't exactly say what happened to Mattie? Well I'm gonna do something similar for the next couple chapters and the challenge is that you guys are gonna have to read carefully over the clues (in the chapter, past chapters and/or A/N) and try to figure out what's going on and I'll reveal it in the next chapter. Sounds fun right? And the further in the story the harder it gets, SO, I'm not gonna give you a clue for this one 'cuz I think I made it pretty obvious if you really think 'bout it sooooooooo DUCKLING OUT QUACK!