Just as Cruel
England stood on his beloved ship, with his feathered hat on his blond, tousled head, and his sleek red jacket blowing in the soft sea breeze. He was currently fiercely reprimanding one of his crew that affronted him. England smirked at the shivering man at his feet. He was one of his many crew members, and he just happened to be present in one of the Brit's rages. His rages were common, and eventually all of his crew stopped being surprised at them, and just stayed out of his way. And that suited him just fine. England loved his authority over the other pirates, as he was their captain. He was known as the fiercest, most ruthless captain that sailed the seas. That fact filled him with pride, and would certainly not change now. The pirate grabbed the other man by his neck and smirked deviously. He began to plead for his meaningless life, and England frowned and clenched the hand grasping his neck, making him gasp and go deathly quiet. "I like you better silent." He jeered as the mans eyes began to boggle, and his face began to pale due from lack of oxygen. The man thrashed about, but England's grip was one of iron, and soon he was going limp. England was finished toying with him however, and he pulled out a dagger. The man's eyes managed to go even wider at the sight of the weapon. "Good riddance..." He whispered snidely as he slit the man's throat. He slumped forward and blood began to pool at England's shoes. England removed his blade and watched gleefully as the blood swung in a crimson arc. He slowly slides his tongue over his dagger, licking the blood off of it in a intimidating fashion, and glances at the lifeless body. He grins at his handiwork and stomps on the body, hearing a sickening, cracking noise. But, his cruelty had little to no effect on his unwavering demeanor.
England often disposed of crew members, to strike fear, and obedience from the others and to help him release stress. He was the cruelest of the pirates after all, and only the toughest would survive on his ship. I must have had ice in my veins to do what I just did. I expect the ice to melt, but it doesn't. It just gets colder and colder. And I welcome it. He thought to himself in satisfaction. That ice protects me from useless emotions, and from being hurt by them. Such feelings sicken him, and he vows to never feel such things again. This is because his whole childhood was torturous. His older brothers Scotland and Wales, and his sister Northern Ireland constantly picked on him and he never had a real parental figure. They really did not care at all about him, and thought him as a nuisance. He scowled as he began to reminisce. He showed those smug bastards! He rose to become one of the most frightening figures in the modern world! One day I will extract revenge from them, and they will tremble in their boots! England's green eyes flared violently at the prospect of vengeance. However, England was not the only pirate that sailed the seas. And the most prominent of the other pirates had to be Spain, and France. England constantly fought with them for territory, and riches, and towns to plunder from. He admitted they were both formidable forces to be reckoned with, but they both had weaknesses. Spain's was that he was overly fond of his little colony, Romano, or South Italy. If you managed to get that loud mouthed Italian, Spain was like putty in your hands. And with France, well, just take whatever lover he had with him at the time. He constantly changed lovers, England thought in disgust, that frog is such a pervert.
England called his first mate Lithuania, to clean up the mess. The first mate gave him a disapproving glance and England simply glared at him in return, daring him to speak up. Lithuania shuddered and didn't protest as he wiped up the spilled blood. Oh how he enjoyed his intimidating effect on others! As England passed by his first mate, he gave him a swift kick for his own amusement. Lithuania winced at this, but otherwise disregarded it, not wishing to extract a punishment from the captain. England often whipped his crew, or tied them to the mast to humiliate them. Throughout the entire western world he was feared for his harsh punishments! His harshness was certainly renowned! Yes, England thought wickedly, and with pride, I am just as cruel as Satan himself!