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America:
I was awakened by a loud banging on the door.
"Just five more minutes, please!" I cried weakly.
"Get up you red haired repulsive piece of trash!" It was the king…King Clarkson. What was he doing? I glanced at the digital clock on my bedside table. It read 1 am. Oh no, this couldn't be good.
"Blind fold her! Now! Make sure she sees nothing until we get to the room. NOW MOVE!" All of a sudden, blackness covered my face, and we progressed down the hall, or at least I thought. I couldn't actually see anything.
I heard a creek. I had guessed it was a door. I was pushed into a room. I heard a crackling fire. Nothing had prepared me for this. I couldn't have been more frightened. Was he going to kill me?
The blind fold was ripped off my face. And to my surprise, more like horror, I saw Maxon. His eyes were also covered in a blind fold. Now I was really scared.
"Get up, Maxon, now!" The king shouted. All of a sudden, out of his pocket came what looked like a case. He pulled out a blue strip which appeared as though it was water. Oh no, please no!
"Wi-ch, wi-ch, wi-ch!" This was practically worse than death. I was seeing the man I loved beaten. Out of nowhere, a thrust of anger rushed through my body. I got up, guards rushing to my side, preparing to push me down. No way in the world would I let that happen.
"Well hello boys!" A nervous smile stretched across my mouth. All of a sudden I picked up the lamp next to me and swung at their heads. They clearly weren't expecting that. They were all knocked out on the floor. Some security we have here, huh! I thought to myself. Next was the king, who hadn't even realized what I had done until I walked up to him.
"This is what you get, you fat rat!" I swung him over the head before he could get a word out. I rushed to Maxon, who was crying in pain.
"Maxon, what has he done? What have I done?" I felt the guilt wash over my pride like the ocean crashing on a sandy beach.
"You saved me America. Y-y-you saved me." He looked like he was about to pass out. I squeezed him tightly. And of course, the worst possible thing in the world happened next.
"Clarkson? CLARKSON!" Queen Amberly. What great timing! "America, Maxon, wha-wha-what happened here?" I could tell she was choking back tears, something I had done very often.
Maxon:
America's bravery was something I wasn't planning on seeing. She had saved me. If only she could have saved my mother's feelings.
"I did it, Your Majesty."America said with guilt, her face was red. She stared at me, then at America, then at the guards, next to the blind fold, and back to my father. She rushed over to America and I, hugging us tightly.
"Thank you America, for saving my son, and yourself." She whispered into America's ear. She hugged us so tightly that I was able to hear that. I was thankful that this chaos was all over.