Chapter 8

Canada's POV

I gasped as I felt a pain in my chest, I felt like I was watching my entire life pass right before my eyes. This couldn't be happing, I thought. This can't be real. Everything seemed to be completely fine until I finally fell to the earth, the realization hitting me at the same moment.

I was too late.

I saw her body fall lifelessly before finally hitting the ground; everything seemed to be moving in slow motion. I got up on my hands and knees and crawled over to her, taking her limp body into my arms, tears began to run down my cheeks. I didn't even care that her blood, which seemed to be rushing out of her body, began to cover my clothes. I just didn't want to let her go. She couldn't be dying, she couldn't die! I saw as the last hints of light and life in her eyes, slowly began to fade away.

"I…l-love…y-you," she said before finally drowning in the darkness. I held her as close to myself as I could, I held her face, and stared in to her eyes.

"No, no, please don't leave me!" I shouted. "Don't die please!" I held her close in my arms, as if I could breathe life back in to her. I took in her smell, wanting to keep any part of her I could. Why did he have to kill her? Why couldn't he just see that I was in love with her?

"Oh Mattie, you have to make everything so dramatic, don't you," Al said walking a circle around Ukraine and I.

"You didn't have to kill her!" I shouted at him, finally looking up.

"You need to learn how to not be so weak, Mattie," he said cleaning his sword off using the sleeve of his shirt. "People come and go, they mean nothing; only we will last forever."

"You bastard!" I shouted tackling him the down to the ground. I began punching him in the face as fast as I could, wanting to bash his face in, I wanted to make him feel the same pain that I was feeling, both physically and emotionally, but I got distracted. Behind me there was a bright glow, I tried and tried to ignore it but I began to feel a pull towards. Reluctantly I got off of Alfred and turned to see the source of the light, her soul. It had to be the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. Souls in general were spectacular, but this one, this seemed bright, purer, better. I couldn't ignore it; it just had a pull on me. I didn't want to absorb it, I didn't want it to disappear, but I couldn't fight the pull, I had to have it! I wanted it so badly! I took it in and felt the most spectacular buzz coming from my chest, I felt like it made my entire body glow. I moaned with pleasure. This soul was so much better than the last one I took in. It was completely wonderful. I no longer felt anger or hurt towards Alfred, I could only feel the shine of her inside me. I was content, this was enough for me. I didn't even pay any mind to the feeling of darkness that began to creep its way into my mind, this just felt too good.

"That's right bro," Al said cleaning the blood from his now broken nose off of his face. "Just give into the darkness, enjoy how it feel." He was once again walking circles around Katsuyasha and I.

I kept Kat in my arms; I knew she would be waking up soon.

"I…love you too," I whispered, letting my tears continue to fall.

I felt an odd presence float around me, and then I could have sworn it floated into Ukraine after resting around me for a few seconds, and then the presence was gone. I didn't put much interest to it, at this moment it wasn't important.

Native America's POV

I watched my ernetuar, (*) as he sat there holding his love watching her die, he began to whisper words of love to her, as his eyes began to weep like the rain, I felt a pain in my heart. I had not wanted to hurt him, I had not wanted to see him cry, but I had not known that he had felt so strongly for a European women, if I had, I would have stopped A me li ge (*2).

I rested my hand on his shoulder, and my other palm on her cheek, trying to comfort both of them. I had already done the spell for this dear to come back; in a little bit she would reawaken. I prayed to the gods to comfort my nannuraluk (*3) soul. I tried to calm him

"Be strong son," I whispered. "You must endure this only a bit longer." He made no motion as if he heard me. After a few minutes I sighed and left feeling terrible. I still could not be reunited with my son.

This had not been my plan. I only wanted to get back at the ones who had stolen my land and attacked my children, but A me li ge, was no longer listening to me. I kept telling him to attack England or France, but instead he wanted to attack countries like Russia and Belarus. He wanted to take over the world, and I feared that one day he would turn his back on both me and his brother. He would use my magic against me, and he would let the darkness engulf him.

I blamed myself. I had thought that he could handle the bit of darkness I put in his mind; I had thought that he would stay true to me, and he wouldn't give into the beckon call of the darkness of the souls, but I was wrong. I was stupid and I put my dear son at risk. Now he was left with the consequences, and it was because of me, because I was a bad mother.

I should have never let my feelings come over me so much. I should have never gone to him with my problems. I should have just done it myself; I shouldn't have brought my children into this. This was my problem, they had no place in extracting my revenge, but the idea was just too tempting. I wanted to be with them, I wanted them to remember me, I wanted them to know the truth. They had to remember me as their mother, not that English bastard, and the French pervert. I was their mother dammit, I gave birth to them, they should love me, not them!

I saw as A me li ge got up and left the room. Ernetuar held his love in his arms and continued to weep.

"My son," I called trying to get his attention. Lately he has been ignoring me. I hated being nothing more than a spirit. It really begins to hurt when everyone cannot see you. "A me li ge!"

"What?" he asked annoyed.

"My son, I hate to sound like a cawing crow, but I feel that maybe you have lost sight in what we are doing," I told him. "We are suppose to take down those English and French bastards, why is it that you play around with those other useless countries?"

He pinched the bridge of his nose and made an annoyed face.

"Mother, I know what I am doing!" he said looked at me as if he was explaining it to a child.

"Really, you know that you are doing?" I asked. "Then why don't you take a look at your brother. He is crying, over the loss of his love! You hurt him, we hurt him! This is not what we are supposed to be doing; we are not supposed to be hurting each other. We are supposed to be helping each other as a family!" I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair, frustrated. "I don't think we should do this anymore," I told him. "We have gone too far with this…I know how to fix this."

He looked at me shocked. "No, no, we haven't gone too far with this," he shouted now anxious. "We could go so much farther! Do you realize what this sword is? It is the key to world domination. With this, Mattie and I could be kings, gods even! This isn't over," he said as he put his hands on my shoulders. "We will get your revenge, but before that we need to build up power. I promise you we will make them suffer. And as for Matthew, he will learn. He has not yet embraced the power that has been placed in front of him. He needs to learn how to utilize the power in the souls, only then will he get over the pain and guilt he is feeling. It is not as bad as he is making it seem." I saw the brightness in his eyes, like small sparks of light as he began to tell me of his plans. I could not deny that it began to scare me, the darkness that seemed to surround him in an aura.

I tried to conceal how much it hurt me to see my A me li ge like this, my little eagle. I had made a mistake.

England's POV

I sighed reluctantly as I again began to call the meeting to order. It seemed I could never get any rest. Yesterday's meeting had been complete hell. After the picture of Italy was shown almost everyone broke out in to a full on panic. Italy had been a beloved nation to everyone. It pretty much scared everyone to see just how ruthless the American Empire has become.

Germany, a close friend of Italy, was the one who seemed most affected by the picture. He seemed to be frozen with both shock and fear even after the picture was removed. Then when he finally snapped out of it, he threw himself in to helping out with the war against the American Empire.

A few other nations that were affected by Italy's (or any other nations taken by the American Empire) death, also stuck around after I ended the meeting, saying that they wanted to help in ending this evil Empire.

Thus the Libertas Alliance was born (An ironic name considering it was an alliance against America). Currently the Libertas Alliance consisted of Japan, Belarus, Germany, South Italy, France, China, Australia, Latvia, and Estonia (Latvia and Estonia only joined because Russia forced them to join). Today was our first meeting.

"Alright, it looks like everyone is here," I said signaling everyone to quiet down. "Let's begin the meeting." Everyone settled in their seats and adjusted the papers in front of them. "Okay, so I will begin by addressing the issue from the last World Meeting, Russia has declared war against the American Empire, and needs some major help." I looked around the room; it was odd to see everyone was paying attention; it was odd not having a certain "heroic" nation not making annoying interjections. I tried to push those thoughts out of my head. "It will take a lot to fight off the American Empire, with all the power they have been gaining, so really I would have to ask if all the members of this alliance could give at least money and supplies if not troops. We cannot let any more nations fall to the hands of the Empire." I watched as sparks of a mixture of emotions popped in to the eyes of many of them.

"Um…we…would like…to help…,"a shaking Latvia said, Belarus holding a knife to his throat. Estonia nodded, also shaking as Russia rested his arm on his shoulders.

"W-we…will d-do…it…for Lithuania," Estonia said.

"We…will give everything we have…our troops…our supplies…our money…everything," Latvia said, I tried my best to ignore that the fact that their answers were most likely influenced by Russia; I would get support where I could get it. Belarus smiled and removed the knife from Latvia's neck, Russia however seemed to pull Estonia closer, and smiled that creepy smile he always had on.

"I will also help," Belarus said unsurprisingly. "I will do anything I can for my brother."

"Alright," I said taking notes. "Anyone else?"

"I will help as well, mon ami," France said raising his hand. "I have a few troops I can spare."

"I will also help, aru," China said.

"Eh, what the hell, I will also help that borsht eating bastard," Romano said

"Um, well I would also like to help, mates, but I don't know if right now I am ready to lend out my troops, but I will send everything I can, supplies, money, everything, I'm just not sure if I want to expose my people to these conditions."

"Alright," I said. "That is very understandable, and we thank you for your support, anyone else?"

"Hai," Japan said. "I also am not in any condition to collect and send out troops, but I will do what I can for the alliance." He bowed with respect.

"Thank you Japan," I said. "And do you have anything you would like to add, Germany?" I asked. He had been the only one who hasn't said anything, yet.

"Yes," Germany said standing up respectfully. "I would also like to help Russia in the war, but rather than just assisting Russia, I would like to also declare war against the American Empire, and lead a full on attack against them."

"A-are you sure?" I asked him, surprised by his plans.

"Yes," he said. "Italy was a dear, dear friend of mine, and I will not let the bastards who killed him get away with this!" His eyes seemed to be filled with hate as he spoke about the American Empire, and what exactly happened to Italy.

"Are you sure you are ready to deal with the risks? The American Empire will not be happy about this, and I wouldn't be surprised if they retaliated. In fact I expect that we will see an attack from them very soon," I told him, concerned.

"I am ready for anything," Germany said. "I…loved Italy, now he is gone. I will not let those heartless demons get away with this! They will pay!

I nodded. "Then both of us will declare war on the American Empire! Then you, me and Russia will lead three separate attacks against them. They will not see it coming!"

Everyone's eyes lit up with excitement. This was going to be the first real stand any of the world had taken against the American Empire.

We were making real history.

Alright so, nothing too interesting in this chapter, the first part made me sad T^T, as you and tell I am a big CanUkr fan. So yeah the next two chapters may not be that interesting, but there they are key to laying down the different storylines I have planned, so bear with me (I am so nice myself aren't I ^_^)

*1. This is the Inuit (or at least I hope it, I looked it up online so if it incorrect please correct me) word for son. It actually means only son, but it was the closest thing I could get, sorry Alfred, you are forgotten T^T

*2. This is the Cherokee word for America, written in English. I pretty much just wrote the pronunciation of the word, but I figured it was alright considering have seen native American words written like that in many books, rather using the actual alphabet for it.

*3. This is once again Inuit (fingers crossed) for polar bear; I thought that because he always has Kuma, (who has seemed to be missing for the last few chapters… I'll have to put him in the next one. ) it would prove to be a nice nick name for him. Just as I chose little eagle for Al, only I got lazy and instead of looking up how to spell "little eagle" in Navaho or Cheyenne because for Al I should really do other Native American tribes than Cherokee, oh well next time I suppose. Sorry Al once again you are forgotten. Oh well I'll make it up to him later.