Note: So... hi again. I'm honestly not sure if you guys are enjoying this but... meh. Anyway, I'm back from my hiatus with England's POV in this... I hope you enjoy this... Let's get to this chapter.
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England POV
They don't remember… even Italy doesn't remember that time loop… is this what Italy has to go through each time? Why can I remember, but no one else can? Is that a sign that I should not tell the others? Those visions when each clock gets broken… are they really just images to confuse us? Or are they… memories from the past…? Then… how many times have we been through this? How many times have we… died?
I clenched my hands into fists. How many times have I failed to save those who matter the most? I know that they are alright, but I have to check. I looked around the room. Everyone was asleep and breathing. Sighing, I wondered, where did my magic go? It was definitely here… I could feel it, vaguely. If only I could access it… Then I maybe I could be of more use. Sighing again, I closed my eyes and tried to sleep. Granted, it was slightly dangerous as our guards would be down, but we needed our rest, as much as I hated it. I then fell into a fitful sleep.
"When that git feigning sleep wakes up, tell him that no one said that there only had to be one hero." I stormed don to the Annex. Who did that git think he was?! Bloody yank! I'll show him that I did not need his bloody help!
As I expected, one of them was there. "I'm sorry, but if I don't kill you and go back, I won't be setting a good example." Then America stepped in. Great, now he can see that I don't need his help!
The Thing fell after that spell. At least, I think it did. My vision faded to black, but I know I killed it. America and Italy were both cheering. I survived… the Thing is gone… but at what price? My magic and sight? I can hear Italy leaving the room to the next one to find America's glasses. America… everyone… what should I do when they find out?
"Oh! My Texas! They were right beside you all this time. Why didn't you pick them up for me?"
Curse those blasted glasses. "Oh… were they?"
"Unless… no…"
I hear him approaching. "Wait… shouldn't we go check on Italy? It has been rather quiet…"
"England… how many fingers am I holding up…?"
"…" How do I tell him? That I can no longer… see…
America POV
Please… don't say it… tell me the number… Don't let it happen again…
"You can, can't you? If you can…" Please… don't say it…
"I'm sorry America. I can no longer see."
England POV
There. I said it. I don't regret doing it though. If it meant that I was able to save him from death… if it meant that we will not have to go through this again… I would do it again, if I had to. Even so… the darkness was such a stark difference to what I would have been able to see, if I could. I felt a hand on my arm. I tensed, then realised that it had to be America. We made our way back to the safe room, with America helping me up stairs and making sure that I would not get lost by leading me. I hate this. I hate being so weak, I hate having to rely on him like this, but most of all, I hate the silence.
"You're back! What happened? Where's Italy…?" That soft voice… who was it? It sounded so familiar… Canada? Japan? I hated not being able to know.
"Don't worry. Italy's safe. Iggy killed the monster that was in the Annex." Italy… he did not come with us? But those things…
"… How do you know that there is only one monster there?" No… Italy can't… If he falls… then we would have to turn back time again… I heard many of them leave for the Annex, for Italy. Automatically, I turned to follow. That is, until I felt someone put a hand on my shoulder.
"England… wait… you can't go, not like this. You're injured and…" America again… Why did he bother so much? I looked up to glare at him.
"Angleterre… what are you staring at mon ami?" Damn…I shifted my eyes. There was no need to worry them at all. This was my problem.
"He… he's blind. He overused his magic to save me… in exchange for his sight." America explained to France. I heard him gasp. I gritted my teeth. I may be blind, but I was not helpless! Someone started pulling me to the side. I stood my ground, refusing to move.
"Come on England… we need to check your injuries." Canada? It sounded like him. He led me to a bed and asked me to sit. I did so. Just then, the door opened. I hear America ask what happened.
"Italy… Italy met that Thing again, alone." That sounded like… "He isn't hurt but…" No… please… Let him have survived… "His heart… has stopped beating."
Is this like the second time loop again? However… Romano and Spain… we need to bring them back. What's more, I will not be able to use magic like I did the last time. If we really need to turn back time again… we would need his journal. The discussion turned to what we should do next. Logically, it would be to get Spain and Romano back…but… my magic…
"Italy! Italy!"
Japan… why was he shouting Italy's name? His tone… hope? Could Italy still be alive…? For the first time in a long time, I smiled.
Maybe there was a chance that we would get out of this mansion after all.
Next POV: Japan
Note: And that's it for England's POV... I hope you enjoyed it. The next POV is Japan's. Please review!