So after months of waiting IT'S BACK sorry for the wait guys but I didn't really think anyone was reading it so I didn't bother, turns out I was wrong :D

I will be posting for this story again but since I'm starting my GCSES now I don't know how often i will be able to, hope you enjoy!

Thank you to-

Shadariafan135- *ting* wish granted!

Geeksthename- more time skips for you, and probably more the come because I'm a lazy writer

Chibi-unicorn-girl- OH GOD NO NOT THE TWILIGHT

Mokatty- that's some good advice!

And that random guest- I AM INDEED FEMALE, GOOD GUESS, AND HERE IT IS, HAVE A NICE DAY!

Thanks For reviewing!


/Englands pov/

"Who the bloody hell is ringing me at this hour?"

England rolled over, glanced at his clock and realised that it was four in the afternoon, and he was hung over. Deciding to ignore this little detail he grabbed his phone off the bed side table and pressed accept.

"yes?"

"England?"

"...oh canada yes of course, what can I do for you"

The usually calm tone in the canadians voice had gone, he sounded... Well he sounded defeated.

"you should... I mean can you...sorry"

There a moment of crackling as the man on the other end of the phone took a deep breath, England waited patiently, if not slightly nervous.

"I'm at... I'm at... Americas, somethings happened, you need to get here as soon as possible"

Canada hung up.

Englands whole body filled with dread, he suddenly forgot his pounding head ache and shot out of bed to get dressed, seconds later he was in his car and driving at what must of been ten times over the speed limit to rush to Americas.

When he arrived he was greeted with the last thing he had expected to see, Canada, sitting outside the door, face Stained with tears, and covered in what must of been blood.

Dashing out he rushed over to Canada looking horrified.

Canada looked up.

"its not mine" he said emotionlessly and wordlessly pointed towards the door.

England nodded and numbly walked through the door. All the lights were off except from the living room, he reluctantly pushed the white-washed door open and for a minute thought that there was no one in the room. Then he looked down at The heroes lifeless body and he sank to his knees. Not screaming, not even crying, he just seemed to gaze at him, still lying in his own blood.

The phone rang, England, still numb, ignored it and let it ring, but after ten minutes of ringing he stood up and answered it.

"hello" he said, in a monotone voice.

~this time skip was brought to you by Italy, he has surrendered before we had even asked~

When England walked back out the house again his eyes were as dead and Americas, and his face was as blank as paper.

He sat down next to Canada and put an arm around him, looking to comfort him, but seeking comfort himself.

He coughed.

"I ...em... Cleaned him up a bit ...and called a meeting, its in a week"

He stood up again and without a word walked off to his car and drove away, but he didn't drive home, he just kept following the road, until it ended, then he went down another road and just kept driving and driving, as if he could drive away from that voice on the end of the phone, bouncing around and around his head no matter what he did, saying over and over again

You're next.


I was so tempted to put your instead of you're but I didn't! I hope you liked it! And if you didn't please tell me why! (ill thank you all personally if you do!) Also if you have an OC that you would want writing into my story then leave a review with a description and I'll do my best to put them in somewhere! If any of you get a chance please have a look at the story His butler, at Hogwarts (with Grell) I'm writing with Chibi-unicorn-girl. It's a Black Butler and Harry Potter crossover, any feedback at all is welcomed! Failing that please check out Chibi-unicorn-girl 'cause she's an awesome author! Thanks for reading guys, until next time, El Psy Congroo.