Chapter 11
England managed to escape all the capture attempts of his fellow countrymen and was already panting because of the magic he used in the battle with Norway and he was also in a stage of panic and horror. He was frantic. He regretted for not making the barrier that he casted upon Romania stronger enough that no one could solve his runes. But it's already too late. Romania brought Norway with him, another strong mage, and made potions that would force him to go back to that dark place again. He never wants that to happen to him. He doesn't want to go back.
The countries watch him compassionately, sensing his perturbation, quivers which are visible for them to notice and his widened eyes filled with fright. England's attitude has completely different.
So he really is scared to return to 'that place' he's talking about, huhFrance thought. Albeit he mulled feeling sorry for his immortal rival, he again faced England and sprinted to lock him down. He wants to end this fight as soon as possible.
England immediately reacted on France's action. He threw his sharp knives to the other but swiftly France managed to swerve them. When the Frenchman was close, England then sprinted away from him, not wanted to be captured but after taking few steps backward, he was surprised that Japan was behind him and swung his katana sheath, attempting to knock him down. Swiftly but barely England managed to escape from the hit and back flips to make distance between them.
England then glanced towards America, who he knew for carrying the potion that will return him to that 'weak England'. The British man then suddenly thought an idea like a light bulb flickered above his head. "My, why didn't I just targeted America and snatched the potion from them?"England mumbled, which was inaudible for the others to hear. He released chuckles from his thin pale lips; crooked enigmatic grin was formed in his face.
This sugary yet chilling chuckles made the countries to jerk and grim. He's attitude changed again?Italy thought, who was standing beside Germany, trembling. Suddenly, England gave his sharp malice gaze to America, which made the other to stiffened, and sprinted towards him, raising his knife forward.
Germany gritted his teeth and released a 'tch' from his lips. "America! He's for the potion! Be careful!"Germany warned. Instead of becoming scared, pressured, or panic, America gave his grimaced grin and did a stance, ready to face England. "Bring it on" England did a brief dilation of his eyes in impression, and soon gave his diabolic smile to him.
"Hand me the potion, please?" England asked politely. America gave a sardonic smirk as he cocked his head and replied.
"Sure" then he threw the potion straight to England. Everything went in slow motion. England was totally stunned with the unexpected obedience that his former brother showed it to him. What the hell is he thinking, giving up the potion like that?
Taking that brief moments of panic as a chance, Italy aimed and shot England's knife with his remaining bullets which stunned English man. And after another second, from the blind spot from England's eye vision, America tackled him on the ground while he locked the British man's both hands as he folded them with his, preventing another magic trick that England might cast.
England looked up to America's azuline eyes with flabbergast while the American gave his triumphant grin to the other.
"Let go off me!" England struggled to free himself from the powerful grab of America but it didn't budge. His strength waned after having different battles within these few hours. But after he glanced beside him, just a few distances away, he saw the syringe was completely destroyed, probably one of them stepped on it during their grappling. England then gave his mischievous smile and smirked. "But it seems like your only hope ended up in a total mess. How are you going to return me into that 'weak England' again?" England inquired in sardonic manner.
America did a short chuckle and smiled. "Who said that we have only one potion?"
That moment, a shadow cast upon England's face, aghast. At the same time, he felt something pricked into his neck followed by a substance entering his body, making him unconscious. He slowly but barely gaze up to see who is injecting the potion inside his body, it was Germany.
Oh, so they were feigning that time. England thought, getting weary. After the last milliliter of potion entered in England's body, suddenly the British man felt something weird happening inside his body. He felt his chest getting hot, his head aching so much feeling someone is screeching inside, going rampage, and his wide azuline irises quivering, unable to set his gaze in one point.
"L-let-" England choked, his breath getting unstable. "Let go off me!" He burst with the last magic strength he has, blowing and clashing Germany and America straight to the nearest wall.
"Germany! America!" Canada exclaimed and sprinted towards the duo with Japan and Italy. "Are you okay?" Italy asked, helping Germany to sit. "Somehow, yes." He replied and coughed. Their back got the most impact from the sudden bursting.
"This is not good." Romania mumbled which was heard by France and Norway, who were standing beside the Romanian in front of struggling England curling up on the ground. "He is rejecting the potion. If this continuous, England will totally destroy himself..." He said grimly.
Norway and France gasped. "We need to do something!" France exclaimed.
"I know! But I can't find any possible solution!" Romania exclaimed him back, letting his fingers run through his brown hazel hair, stressed. Everyone gathered, making a semi-circle around England. He was suffering, grasping his chest making wrinkles to his vest, gasping loudly to inhale more oxygen, clutching his teeth to bear the pain his struggling. This was too much for the countries to witness.
"How about we will enter in his mind?" Canada suggested after moments of contemplation. His fellow friends looked to one another in query.
"What do you mean, Canada?" America asked for confirmation.
"Like we will enter in his mind and persuade the 'other' England to stop struggling. Maybe we could talk him."
"So you mean we will enter in his consciousness?" Norway prompts. Canada nodded in response. "It's not a bad idea I guess. It's worth trying"
"But how are we going to that?" Italy asked. Norway harrumphed and got everyone's attention. "I can." He said in monotone as he placed his hand on his chest. "But we have a time limit for entering his consciousness and that's only 5 minutes."
"That's pretty short, but we've got no choice eh?" America said. "So who's entering? Count me one"
"I will also enter" Canada said. Before everyone else could volunteer themselves to enter England's consciousness, Norway interceded.
"By the way, there was also limit for me to bring your consciousness inside England's mind and my limit is only two persons." That moment, everyone locked their gaze to the North American brothers. "So that means only you, America and Canada, will enter his mind." Norway concluded.
The duo stiffened a bit but faded. "We got it. Count on us." America said confidently. "We will return England back no matter what happens."
"Be reminded that you guys have only 5 minutes to bring him back." Norway reminded as he stepped closer to the two. He raised his hands right on the forehead level of the brothers. America and Canada gulped in nervousness when they noticed that Norway's palms are illuminating little by little with bright blue colors, mesmerizing their eyes. "We'll be praying for your safety." Then soon, the brothers were engulfed with light, unconsciously entering in England's consciousness.
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Canada and America were walking in the cold abyss. They do not know where they are heading, just walking, believing that they will find the person their looking for. There were no direction; just darkness and coldness are present. Footsteps echo every time they took their steps to trot forward.
"T-This is England's consciousness... it's empty..." Canada mumbled, already rubbing himself to keep himself warm. America was inserting his hands inside the pockets of his bomber jack, he too felt frigid. Breathes became visible as they exhaled, forming brief white clouds before their mouths.
"Damn it, I'm not fond of cold. We should find England as soon as possib-" before America could end his sentence Canada hushed him while putting his finger before his lips, telling him to be silent. America gave him a confuse look as he shrugged his shoulders and raising his hands, demanding for answers but soon he heard what Canada was listening to.
"Someone is crying" Canada muttered. He then whipped his head behind him. "This way!" And sprinted to the direction he was pertaining to. America followed him from behind.
Soon, they saw a hunch figure at the center of the narrow dim light showering upon his him, embracing his knees while covering his face with it. He was sobbing, his shoulders convulsing, and albeit it inaudible to hear, the brothers could hear he was whispering something to himself. As they gradually approach closer, their eyes dilated for a brief second and turned into a sympathetic gaze.
"I'm scared. I'm alone again. They rejected me again. I'm here again in the dark. I can't see them again. But they rejected me. I love them but they don't love me."
Their pace gradually became slow and stopped when they noticed a thick stem of roses were surrounding England, making the duo impossible to have another step closer.
"So these were the thoughts of the mad England..." America said, his voice fading away. Canada nodded. "He must be the negative ego of England."
"Negative ego?" America prompted. "That means he was formed by England himself?" Canada nodded and glanced to his brother.
"Probably England bottled up and kept all his negative emotions inside him, unconsciously making his negative self and that is 'him', the mad England"
Both of them gaze back to the whimpering England. "We must free him from this negative chains and thorns. This will just make him more struggle and pain." Canada said. America nodded in total agreement.
"Hey, England!" America exclaimed while grabbing the stem with his both hands, jerking the other. "England! We came here for you!"
"You're not alone anymore so please free yourself from these thorns of roses!" Canada exclaimed next. England gaze at them with empty eyes. There were no light inside his eyes. It was only a void of emotions. Soon, tears dwell up to his eyes and slowly it trickled down to his freckled cheeks.
"It's no use..." He finally spoke and averted his gaze from them.
America and Canada felt indignant. "Why do you say that?"
"He was a strong guy. He was overflowing with power. The pirate days were my favorite era." England muttered. The brothers listened to him with puzzlement but they knew that he was talking about his past. "But after he met you too, he started to forget who I am. He started to forget who is he and became blind with love. In the end, he get hurt and lose his power "England then returned his gaze to the brothers. "That is why I tried to play and kill the people he love so that he will feel happy again like the way he used to be but you all rejected him. What should I do now?"
America and Canada felt like their hearts were pierced with some pointed object. So he was struggling with his negative thoughts huh. America thought. He then clutches the stems and looks straight into England's azuline eyes.
"England, we might reject you but we didn't reject him either!" America exclaimed. "I and Canada love him as much as we loved him when we were kids. Not only us but also everyone!"
"His sarcastic comments always make us laugh, his presence always gives us energy and a sense of assurance that everything will be alright, and though he is not always honest with his feelings, we all know that he is kind and caring person!" Canada said.
England's eyes dilated but smirked sadly. "You are just saying those beautiful words to free me from this pain but I won't be deceive this tim-"
"England!" This time America interfered. "Do you think we are lying? Do our eyes say that we are trying to deceive you?"
England stiffened with the sudden strong words that America remarked. Both his former brothers looked into his eyes intently, which make the other uneasy but he glanced them anyway. Indeed, there were no doubts and clouds inside their eyes. Only light and motivation of help were glittered in their eyes.
"B-But-" England stammered. "I hurt you guys. I-tried to k-kill everyone-"
"Then don't just lock yourself here and apologized to them yourself!" America shouted simultaneously tearing the thorny stems with Canada, which were the barrier that divides the brothers. England gasps and recoiled in surprise. He recognized that both hands of America and Canada were covered with pricks while their crimson bloods were flowing in their palms but the brothers didn't care. They just sprinted towards England and together wrapped their arms around their former elder brother.
"So don't cry anymore, okay? We are here for you" America whispered, his cheeks turning pink knowing that he said something embarrassing. "We are family. We are all your family so let's go back home." Canada cooed gently.
England was trembling. He didn't know why but his tears were continuously flowing down to his cheeks. What is this warmth? Why do I feel warm? The confused British man asked himself until he had an epiphany clicked inside his head.
That very moment, the abyss that was supposed to be engulfing the entire area suddenly faded and suddenly turned into thousands shards of glasses, making everything into light. That debris then flew up in spiral, riding in the wind.
Canada and America were surprised by the sudden changes occurred in their current dimension. "What is happening?" America inquired.
"I don't know" Canada replied.
"America. Canada." The brothers jerked and looked back to England which widened their eyes. England was smiling at them.
"Thank you..." He then closed his eyes, letting his last single tear drop on the ground.
"England-" before they could realize, England was emerged with a warm light then within a split second, he faded away with the debris. Canada and America watched him until they couldn't see the small light from their view.
"He's finally free" America mumbled.
"Yeah" Canada replied, smiling. Before they could notice, they were dragged outside the dimension, going out from England's consciousness.
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"I wonder what's happening inside." Italy said, his voice filled with concern. "Will they be okay?". Germany shrugged his shoulders. "Probably their fine, we're talking about America and Canada. I'm sure they will come back safe." He said while gazing the brothers lying beside England side by side.
Suddenly Norway dropped his knee on the ground, breathing hard as his sweat drops on the floor. "Norway!" the countries exclaimed. Romania approached him immediately for aid. "He used too much of his magic to send and guide the America and Canada." He muttered. "He's almost out of stamina."
"I'm fine. But it won't last long." Norway wheezed, wiping his sweat with his sleeves.
"Two minutes, I guess?" France said. While the countries were solemn about the situation, Russia heard an utter from behind. He looked back and noticed that China's eyelids were twitching. Gasping in realization, he trotted to the lying country.
"China! China!" he exclaimed, drawing everyone's attention. Japan and Germany immediately went after the tiny country.
China blinked his eyes to adjust his blurry vision. He knew that someone was staring at him from above but he couldn't distinguish that person. After few moments of staring, he finally recognized that a tiny Russia was looking back at him, a bit concerned.
"Oh, Russia, it's you-" coughs struck his lungs as it interfere his sentence.
"Don't push yourself, China. You are fatally wounded. It's fortunate that your healing ability is fast to cover your open wound." Germany said who just arrived with Japan.
"Are you alright, China-san?" Japan inquired. China weakly smirked at him. "Of course, don't underestimate the Great China" the Chinese man replied proudly, giving him a weak grin. Japan smiled relief that his former elder brother still has energy to reply his question.
"Anyway, what's the situation now? And why Norway and Romania is here?" China asked after he scrutinized his surroundings. "What's happening?"
"America and Canada entered England's consciousness to bring England back." Germany explained briefly.
"What?!" China was stunned, which made him to raise his body a moment but winced when the pain overflowed his body, forcing him to stay back to his position. "But they'll come back soon so rest assured." Germany convinced.
Moments later, a sparkling light rays shone upward, illuminating the entire room. The countries shut their eyes and placed their arms forward to protect their eyes from the bright light. Soon, after second of darkness, they warily opened their eyes.
"Norway, what happened?" Romania asked. Norway glanced at him and smirked. "Their back and it seems like they were able to bring back England." That sentence made everyone to beam. Italy jumped and hugged his big brother France, Germany and Japan sighed in relief while China and Russia cackled.
Canada and America blinked their eyes and slowly sat up, forcing their exhausted body to rise. "Canada! America!" They exclaimed, gathering around the brothers. "You guys did well!" Romania sniffed. "At first I thought what will happen to you guys but thanks to both of you, we're saved." then cried.
America and Canada looked at each other and smiled. "Well, heroes would never leave the problem unsolved." America said triumphantly.
"But it is also thanks to Romania and Norway too. "Without you guys, we were doomed." Canada said and gave his gentle smile. "Canada~!" Romania cried and hugged him. Moments later, there was a brief poof of smoke engulfed Russia which was a cue that Russia has returned into his original body size. He scrutinized his hands and legs and touched his face. "I'm back!" Russia delighted.
"Probably because England's magic went off, Russia was able to return to his original size." Norway said. The countries glanced towards the unconscious England. He was sleeping like the usual night he used to sleep after a long tiring day. They soon noticed that he was grasping the hands of America and Canada, like a child who doesn't want to let go off his parents. The brothers smirked and chuckled at England's childish and soft side and let him hold their hands for a while.
"I took a good scene, don't you agree, Japan?" France drawled while showing his Iphone to Japan. "It's a good shot, France-san. Please send that photo to me later." Japan requested, his eyes sparkling.
"Hey! Delete that photo immediately!" America retorted as soon as he realized that France took a photo of them, his face getting red with embarrassment. "Non non, I will save this photo." France replied with a wry grin. America then chased after France to snatch the phone.
Norway was smiling, watching the silly actions of America and France but suddenly his head became dizzy, making his vision blurry and was about to fall on the ground. Before that could happen, Italy caught him with his arm.
"Thanks, Italy" Norway thanked. Italy shrugged his shoulders and smiled. Everyone in the room was smiling, relieved that they were able to solve the problem but that ephemeral didn't last long.
"Guys, I just thought-" America spoke after he successfully snatched the phone from France and deleting the photo by hitting France in the head. "Who is responsible for this mess?" Everyone gaped with the sudden realization. The room was totally a great mess. It was like a hurricane passed by this room. Chandelier was totally crashed on the floor, tables and chairs were flipped and most of their legs were destroyed, some of the window glasses were shattered, and there were also blood stains everywhere. The only things that were safe were their laptops and report papers.
The countries gulped and looked at one another. "Well, let us talk about that tomorrow; after England regained his consciousness and let Romania explain everything." Germany concluded.
"Eh, me?! Why should I?" Romania retorted. "Because you were the one who turned England a madman and made this event happen." Russia replied sweetly. Romania opened his mouth to talk back abut closed it again for he wasn't able to come up with any words that could contradict Russia's statement. Finally he gave in, he sighed deeply. "Fine, I'll explain it to him everything."
"Don't worry, we will help you too." Germany said. "Besides, I think it was an accident perhaps?" Romania nodded.
"By the way, Romania" Norway mumbled. "How long your temporary healing magic will last?"
Romania gaped and looked at his watch.
"What do you mean?" America inquired, feeling uneasy.
"The reason why you guys were able to fully recover was because Romania cast a healing magic. But that is only temporary. If my prediction is correct, your time is almost over."
"Wait, that means, the pain will come back again?" America's smile wavered. "Romania, how many minutes do we have?"
Romania gave his meek smile and replied. "3 minutes..."
His remark only gave a bad news to Canada, Russia, America, Japan, China and Germany, the previously injured countries, who weren't able to heal their wounds completely while France was giggling behind their backs for he was the only country who was able to recover fully and while Italy was panicking already, frantic.
While the countries were busy and panicking on how they should handle the next situation, they didn't noticed that England was smiling as he sleeps inside his dreams, finally free from his long nightmare.
THE END
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Thank you guys despite of my grammatical errors in the previous chapters (or maybe the entire chapters XD) you read my story until the end. I hope you were able to enjoy and was worth it taking your time reading it. Anyway, if I could ask for another extra time of your day, please check my profile and you will see my fanfic stories and please try to read some of it, haha. Anyway, thanks for reading again,Adieu!
