The Northen-Americana Empire.
Of course they just had to push their children over the edge.
Their innocent, beautiful children.
Matthew, the quiet, soft spoken child, was now a ruthless, silent assassin.
Alfred, the self proclaimed hero, big dork, was now a sociopathic murderer.
And together, they were The Northen-Americana Empire.
They controlled everything with a iron fist, and held those cold, metal hands together, as they laughed at everyone's misery.
They feasted on the dark thoughts of the innocent, and drank the blood of the deceased.
'How had this happened?'
Were France and England's thoughts, before being pushed into a cold metal cage with other personifications. Stuck, in a cold, dark hell.
Dear god, why, couldn't they have been killed with everyone else?
If they had, they wouldn't be here, part of a world dominating Empire.
{So, I got really bored, and I wanted to start up my own AU for Hetalia I guess? Idk, I got bored, and this was the only thing I could come up with. Also, I'm working on that chapter of 'The 3 Broken Ones' but the thing is, I'm not very good at endings. I dearly apologize if you don't like the ending! But anyways, it's halfway finished, so expect it sometime soon.
~Peace-Chan}