Wow, its been forever! Well I AM SO VERY SORRY FOR THE DELAY IN UPDATING! I APOLOGISE! so any way
I disclaim anything in this story but the plot so don't sue. Please?
After suffering through his dinner, America trotted of into his room.
So all I do is get England to do a grow up spell. Nevertheless, how do I tell him sense I can't speak very well. Maybe I write a note and plant it to make England feel smart… Nah he won't do it if he thinks it is nobody America curled up in his bed and fell in to a silent night of disturbing dreams.
All the countries trapped in a dark cave all around the smell of blood wafted through the air screams and sobs shattered silence.
"Wellthisisfun!" AnnouncedabloodiedFrance
"F-France Th-this is really bad." Sobbed Matthew
"Sarcasm Mon Cher." replied France feeling bad that he upset Matthew even more
"Bickeringwon'tgetusoutsooner!" yelledanirritatedBritonGermanywascomfortingItalyinacornerwhenItalyspokeforthefirsttimesincetheygotintothatpredicament.
"A-are we perhaps in the same hands that killed the first America?" Italy asked timidly
"I- the thought never occurred." commented Germany was rather embarrassed by Italy thinking of something that he didn't.
"Very possible." said Spain in one of his unthick moment earning a glare/ smile from South Italy
"Why do they need us then?" ask Russia
"So we can torture America's soul! Of course! He died protecting you guys!" said ski mask guy
"That's sick!" said England
"Of course! I am evil you know!"
"You sir! Will pay!" said France though he hated the Briton, he hated when people die in vain especially when they died a hero!
Canada was outraged and lashed out at the ski mask guy lucky for him there were bars Mattie was as riled up now, as he is when a great hockey game is on!
"You son of a Bitch! You killed my brother after promising that you wouldn't harm us! He died for us his old enemies people who hated him countries he has never heard of! Everything he worked for and to be is gone! Like after a shot the gun can be fired again but the bullets never the same!" Everyone in the room looked at Canada noticing him shocked glance some even fearful looked upon the normally shy male Russia even stopped smiling and looked stunned. They seemed to have forgotten that Canada and America were related and even more so twins in not just looks. Mattie just glared at the soulless man that murdered his brother
"Wow! Little bit of a tantrum Canada! Didn't know you had it in you!" said the man
"Leave Now!" shouted Canada the guy simply turned and ran away. Matthew then busted into tears.
"He's a country." said Italy
How can you tell?" ask Romano eyeing his brother
"Don't know. Can't tell how I know. I just do." answered Italy
America stood off to the side of prison 'what the' England was just cleaning up after dinner. 'Is this why I died to save 'em cause they were locked up?' he pondered 'No I'm certain that they weren't in this situation' how
"So we have a country with a grudge against America, any idea?" asked England
"There's to many to count.'' Canada pointed out
All the countries nodded their heads in agreement.
'That's rude' America thought glumly
Séance change
An open field with to men facing each other the one with the ski mask was there.
'I never saw the other guy before' he approached the two men 'No way!'
The other unknown male was him, but older he had a determined face though America knew he was scared. The silence was shattered by a gunshot. "I died here? Why?'
"Heh. Now that he's out of the way we can start planning how to take the countries hostage." Said the man in the mask
The sun filtered through the window alerting the occupant of the room it was time to get that and the smell of burning eggs. America trotted down the steps. England was putting his food on the table.
"Good morning, America." England said cheerily
"Mornin' England." America yawned.
" I see your getting back to your old self with bad grammar." England grinned
"M' sorry." America replied
"And manners, it is quite rude to talk with your mouth full."
The shared a small grin. England still hadn't worked out away to get his America back. Sure he was happy that he could be a guardian to his colony again but it was nothing compared to the old one. He had this theory that the young America had enough of old America's personality, favorites items, and looks that he could return America to his former self. Not a resurrection spell that was impossible and against the laws of nature. But a restoration spell would be perfect, to regain his love.
America had finished eating and was a tad concerned with England's far away look. That look always meant he was in deep thought and America deiced that instead of bothering England he was going to go off to find the needed items to get back to his original size.
If last night's nightmare was anything going to indicate whats going to happen. I'm going to prevent it by all means. Now's my chance to be a hero in everyone's eyes.
Ah america, england and you are on the same page, ja?