Not everything is as it appears
By: Chiabride
Author's note: Hi everyone! Welcome to the next chapter. I freaked out after the previous one was written because it was probably the darkest thing I have ever written in my life. This chapter will answer who will save our precious Canada and everyone who read the chapter previously are probably wondering will it be England or maybe France. Well we find out in this chapter though I'm pretty sure it was hinted at in the previous one. Also this chapter starts off slightly in the p.o.v. of her rescuer(s) and changes over to Matthew's once she's left the hospital. As you may have noticed I really can't do full p.o.v.s because I lack the talent but please don't let that stop you from reading/enjoying this story.
Disclaimer: Hetalia belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya I am just the fan fiction writer and therefore can only write this for no profit. Not to say that I don't get a reward believe me every time someone reviews, puts me on story alert, or puts me in their favorite stories my heart does a little dance.
Warnings: previous chapter's warning apply
Chapter title: Maybe a not so surprising rescue
Bold Italic Text: Mental thought
Plain Italic Text: Foreign language
Bold Text: Yelling
Bold Italic Underscore Text: Emphasis or Emphasizing
[June 30th 1995 11:00 pm]
It was late by the time the siblings exited the terminal and Bruce could not for the life of him get his hyperactive giggly sister to calm down. It was a little unnerving how Zoë had, once the plane landed started acting like a little kid who was about to go to the candy store. Don't get him wrong he was happy to be seeing Matthew also but not to the degree that his sister was taking it. But that was okay because as soon as the female nation hugged their Canadian sibling and entered the house she'd most likely pass out. It was really just the affect that Matthew had on Zoë though the northern nation was not aware of it and would have possibly had on every other nation if they were not so frightened of America or to be more precise Alfred F. Jones.
Bruce as a man was not stupid and being a nation gave him good insight in the workings of others like himself. A number of years ago the nation as a means to question his existence had spent time living as a philosopher until he couldn't take anymore of the existential bullshit and made himself lost in the outback. It was the greatest experience of his life and made him realize something about their status as nations. They weren't completely a manifestation. Oh he was sure they started out like that and he was more than sure that half of what they were all like was because of their peoples influence. But looking at his sister who had now taken him by the hand and started dragging him to where their luggage would be made him sure that the other half was all theirs.
"Oh look who it is Bruce." Zoë said in surprise pointing towards the baggage claim. Bruce being jarred from his thoughts looked to where his sister was pointing and was surprised as well to see Gilbert Beilschmidt the former nation of Prussia standing there glaring at the luggage claim conveyor belt. Letting go of her brother's hand the kiwi rushed over to the silver headed nation who was just as surprised to see the two as they were to see him. Though that was short lived as he decided to go back to glaring at the conveyor belt.
Gilbert the former nation of Prussia was, from what Bruce had observed, one of only three nations to disregard the silent threat that Alfred F. Jones made in regards to Matthew Williams.
An elbow to his stomach brought the Aussie back to the present and he looked down to see his sister glaring up at him. After replacing his mask of stupidity he asked. "Crickey! Prussia what calls you to Canada this late at night?"
The albino shrugged once and though never taking his eyes off the conveyor belt he told them. "The awesome me is here to visit Birdie on his birthday where he will make me awesome pancakes. What are you two doing here?"
"Matthew's birthday is tomorrow!" Zoë practically screamed from excitement earning her looks from the few travelers that were passing through the airport. Gilbert also gives her this look briefly as well but returns to his glaring and the kiwi decides to ignore it. "We came to see Matthew too but our plane got delayed… Oh look here are our bags Bruce!"
Bruce, though he had heard his sister, could not for the life of him take his attention away from the Prussian and his fascination, albeit he was glaring, with the conveyor belt. Zoë after grabbing her bag from the contraption and noticing both nations were interested in the thing. "Why are you two staring at that thing?"
"Huh? No reason." Gilbert said finally taking a bag that passed right in front of him off the belt before sporting a wicked grin and saying. "Hey since the awesome me and you two are headed to the same place how about we share an awesome cab?"
Bruce had to hold his sister down in order to stop her from jumping out of the car, by the time the cab pulled up to the house. Once the vehicle came to a complete stop Australia, never letting the female nation go, got out first before pulling his sister out after him. Gilbert also got out and walked to the trunk while Bruce struggled with his sister to get her to follow him to the trunk but Zoë got loose at some point and he had to chase after her.
The cab driver released the mechanism that popped the trunk open before getting out himself to help his passengers with their bags. Bruce to his relief was finally able to get his overly hyperactive sister back to the cab so she could get her bag and he could pay for their half of the ride. After telling the kiwi to stay put once she'd gotten her luggage the Aussie reached into his back pocket pulling out his wallet. But just as soon as he had reached out to hand the cabbie his fare a blood curdling scream came from the house.
Because all three nations had experienced war in their own ways there was no delay in the reaction as all three rushed into the house ignoring the cab driver. Him ripping the money out of Bruce's hand before closing the trunk then speeding out of there had not been important. They were in the house and at the entryway of the living room even before the scream had ending finding to their horror blood and a scene that was entirely too gruesome to be real. America was cutting away the skin at the base of Canada's skull and… why were they not moving?
But once they all did none could explain who had moved first all Gilbert and Bruce knew was that they were on top of the American and taking turns trying to kill Ameri… no Alfred F. Jones. It was Zoë's yelling her brother's name that brought him back from his rage fueled haze the Australian turned around shocked to see his sister without a shirt, covered in Canada's blood, and using her top to stop the bleeding. Gilbert seemed to have also been brought out of his haze as well but was quicker than the Australian to leave the bloodied American and against the New Zealander's protest he picked Matthew up.
Gilbert who with no care to listen to the younger nations complain about calling/waiting for an ambulance was quick to bark orders at them. The former nation maneuvered the Canadian he was holding so that Gilbert's arm, while practically squeezing the nation's head, put the right pressure on the wound. He did pay attention enough that he knew the two were following his directions and that his two companions were following him. But paid no attention to who had grabbed the keys and would be driving getting the person in his arms into the car was far more important. The fact that his birdie wasn't waking up was scaring him.
Gilbert kept his head down to prevent the other nations in the car from seeing the worried pained expression and because, in his panicked mind, the only way to be sure that the person in his arms was breathing was to watch the other nation's chest rise and fall. This did not prevent him from continuing to bark at the two as he gave out the directions to the hospital. A hospital that all three in the car, no matter how close the distance, in reality was still not close enough.
A/N: I know what everyone is thinking, why did the story get that dark and some of you all are probably thinking: AMERICA TRIED TO/ACTUALLY DID SCALP CANADA. I can say with all honesty that the reason this chapter and the previous one came out like they did was because one America is for some reason always shown as the guy who helps/protects Matthew and I was writing it this way to force Canada to change. The chainsaw scene from the anime has been stuck in my head a lot so it kind of what made me write these two chapters. Also I know for a fact that these chapters did not make it in time to be released for Halloween though I wanted them to I also wanted to get to the suicide part but that has to wait for the next chapter too. Please forgive me on Halloween while we were visiting my dad in the hospital someone broke into our apartment and stole a bunch of our stuff. I promise I'll get to making this story better soon just be patient and if you are already being patient with me believe me when I say you all have my gratitude.
