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New World reached up placing a hand to England's face, tears were streaming from his now blue eyes. "E-England." He muttered, "I just want you to know how much I love you too. I'm sorry I'm such a fuck up. I'm sorry I couldn't do anything right. I thought maybe, if just this once, I could help somebody then I would. And when I saw you laying here, like that, I couldn't just stand by. I love you. You're my brother." He paused a moment, as he tried to smile. "My country has been… been a mess for years. That's why I'm always trying to help other countries. I thought, maybe it's over for me, but if I could at least make one person's day better, then I did a good job…" Tears pooled down his face as he sobbed miserably. "England, we have to stop this guy." America's voice was coming through clearly this time. "For once, I actually want to be the hero." New World's body suddenly sat up, as he wrapped his arms around England, embracing him tightly. "Goodbye big brother."
England didn't know what to say, or what America meant by this but he hugged his little brother back tightly. But as America leaned back, he saw that he had somehow gotten ahold of the pistol that Arthur kept on his dresser. Holding it up to his head, Alfred smiled one last time before pulling the trigger, leaving the room in complete silence. As his body dropped to the floor, New World's lips slowly moved in a slight motion that England new America was saying, "I'm the hero." And that was it.