Chapter 8 had landed! This is the main chapter in the entire story I think. Anyway onto the story!

Warning: Violence

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia

Chapter 8: Broken Love

Matthew couldn't believe his eyes that his brother was stood merely two steps away from him. At first happiness swelled within him but then it was overcome with fear as Matthew looked into the dark red eyes watching his smaller friend in front of him. Those eyes were not those of his brother; where were the blue ones he knew and loved?

"A-Alfred?" Matthew stuttered as Arthur struggled with words staring with shock as the American's red eyes buried into him. At Matthew's voice his red eyes moved up from the Brit to the Canadian before they flashed back to blue for a slight moment.

"M-Mattie?" He questioned as he grabbed his head and turned away from looking at them. Matthew smiled briefly after getting over the initial shock of his brothers eyes flickering red before small sobs echoed down the alleyway. Arthur instantly turned to look at Matthew with worried green eyes before taking a step closer to Alfred and patting his shoulder.

"H-Hey it's okay… we're here now" Arthur comforted the American before he gasped and tried to back away as the American grabbed his wrist. Red eyes were back as they stared down at Arthur, the grip around the Brit's wrist tightening. "Mathew Run!" Arthur screamed as the grip on his wrist got worse. Matthew stood in shock for a moment before seeing sharp pointed fangs in his brother's mouth and noticing how he was staring into Arthur's neck with bloodthirsty eyes.

"NO!" Matthew screamed as he ran around Arthur and Alfred to stand behind the American. Quickly he wrapped his arms around his brother's torso and tried his best to pull him away from Arthur when in fact all it was doing was irritating the vampire. Arthur kicked and struggled in Alfred's grasp as the American span him around and held the Brit's chest against his back.

"MATTHEW!" Arthur screamed as he felt Alfred's breaths on his neck, at this point Matthew gave up trying to move the American and grabbed the closest thing to hand which just so happened to be an abandoned frying pan. Matthew frowned as thoughts of Elizaveta ran through his head before he remembered her techniques and used all the power his could muster in his arms to whack Alfred on the head with the pan. An almighty crack echoed around the alleyway and streets at either end as Alfred stopped his descend onto Arthur's neck. The grip around Arthur was still tight and no matter how much he struggled to get away the American's hold was too tight meaning he was stuck with his back pressed against the vampire's chest and unable to see exactly what he was doing. Matthew was panting with fear as he held the pan up in front of him only to realise that the pan how had an indentation of Alfred's head in it. He gulped as he heard Arthur softly sobbing and saw his brother lift Arthur of his feet and turn around to face him, using Arthur as a shield between the two brothers. Arthur looked at Matthew with big fearful green eyes as tears made their way down his cheeks. Alfred's red eyes looked straight at Matthew and the anger in them radiated off the vampire. The Canadian dropped the pan to the ground with a crash and simply turned to run. He made it to the top of the alleyway when he heard screaming and turned back to see Arthur kicking against his brother, the Brit's eyes met with the Canadian's once more before Matthew made his decision.

"LEAVE HIM ALONE!" He screamed grabbing the Vampires attention as he turned back slowly walking down the alleyway towards them. Arthur was shaking his head profoundly before the Vampire lifted him up off the floor again. Arthur squealed as he was held up above Alfred's head and Matthew stopped dead in his tracks as Arthur stopped his struggling. Silence hung over the trio before Arthur screamed as he was tossed down the alleyway towards Matthew. The Canadian had no time to move before Arthur ploughed into him and the two went rolling back onto the concrete. Matthew hit the back of his head on the concrete floor as Arthur knocked him down before continuing to roll completely over the top of the Canadian and scrape to a stop towards the end of the alleyway. Matthew gasped for air as he was winded before propping himself up on his elbows and noticed his not-so-brother striding towards them before he stopped at Matthew's feet and took in a deep breath closing his eyes for a short moment. It was then Matthew also smelt the hideous metallic smell of blood and reached up to the back of his head where it stung a little. When he lowered his fingers in front of his face they were dotted with red liquid and a surge of terror washed over him before he turned his head and looked down the alleyway to where Arthur was laid. Dotted across the concrete were streaks of the Brit's blood which Matthew's wide amethyst eyes followed until they reached the battered Brit laying still on the floor. His green eyes slowly opened and looked directly at Matthew before they grew wide.

"LOOK OUT!" He yelled causing Matthew to turn around and see Alfred about to launch onto him. He screamed at the top of his lungs only for a white form to appear in front of him between Alfred and himself. He watched in horror as the form filled out and Gilbert was stood protectively in front of the young Canadian.

"DAMNIT ALFRED! I LEAVE FOR ONE FUCKING SECOND! LOOK AT WHAT YOU'RE DOING!" Gilbert screamed at the American's face that seemed to calm before he scratched at Gilbert only for his arm to go straight through the Prussian. Matthew watched with shocked wide eyes as the albino laughed. "You seem to be forgetting something lover boy" Gilbert taunted as Matthew scarpered backwards away from his brother until he met Arthur who had begun to pull himself towards Matthew.

"What did you call me?" Alfred's voice was dark and cold as he glared at Gilbert who smiled and twirled a strand of his silver hair around his finger.

"I don't know, you tell me?" Gilbert chuckled when Alfred launched at him only to stumble forward as Gilbert disappeared then reappeared behind the American. Matthew looked back at Arthur for a second and looked over the holes now in his jacket from where he'd scraped across the concrete that were showing his bloodied arms and bruising hand marks around his wrists.

"A-Are-"

"Shh!" Arthur hissed as he looked back to the scene behind Matthew where Alfred's red gazed had returned to the two humans on the floor. Before he could take a step Gilbert was right in front of the vampire.

"Don't even think about it"

"Just did" Alfred smiled before speeding around Gilbert in a blur and heading straight for the blood covered humans. Gilbert yelled at Alfred before he disappeared into the ground. When he next appeared he was too late. Alfred had his arm around Matthew's leg and was dragging him down the alleyway screaming and kicking.

"MATTIE!" Gilbert screamed as he stood in front of Arthur and watched the Canadian be dragged down the alleyway. Matthew screamed out in pain as Alfred stopped dragging him and flipped him onto his back so he was facing the vampire. Alfred smiled evilly in the silence before it was broken by a horrific snapping sound followed by an ear splitting scream from Matthew.

"NOO!" Gilbert yelled as he floated forward a full speed only to turn back to his human state and crash into Alfred knocking them both flying. Matthew instantly curled up around his leg gripping it tightly as he cried in pain as Gilbert sat on Alfred's chest and slapped his face several times.

"SNAP THE FUCK OUT OF IT!" he yelled into the American's face before his eyes calmed and returned to blue. Gilbert sighed in relief as he rested his face on Alfred shoulder before pulling the American upright so they were nose to nose. "Go. Home." Gilbert hissed before floating over to Matthew. Alfred stood up in a confused haze before looking over the scene down the alleyway. Instantly the smell of blood filled his lungs as his eyes widened at Matthew crying on the floor as Gilbert stoked his face with soothing words before he looked over to Arthur panting shakily and holding his wrists. His green eyes met with the blue of the American's and instant guilt and horror overwhelmed the newborn. He had just attacked Arthur and Matthew… his own brother. He saw the hurtful tears in Arthur eyes before he turned and sped away as Arthur weakly choked out his name.

"Alfred!"

A/N: So this is my first time actually writing an action kind of scene and I think it could have gone better but I'm happy with it.

I am so sorry for the long wait on this chapter, I have been super busy and so this has been pushed to the back of my thoughts. Tomorrow is actually my birthday and I'm also going on holiday to Tenerife this Sunday so I won't be updating for a while.

Sorry!

Anyway, please tell me what you think and the next chapter will be focused mainly on the PruCan side of things.

As always thank you for reading!