Absorbing the Darkness

by vcbxnzm21

When America's plane goes down just outside London England races to the scene of the crash. But a mysterious man, hidden in the shadows, watches the two. But will this new man help the nations in need or will he only bring trouble to the them? And where have all the other nations disappeared to? Rated M for slight language and a rape scene later on.

26. Chapter 26

AN: Whoo! Last chapter! Hope y'all enjoyed this crazy ride just as much as me and my friend did!

"No," England whispered looking at New World's body, staring at it in disbelief. "No, no, no, No, No, NO! Alfred please! NO! This can't be happening! I was supposed to protect you! I was your big brother! It should have been me…"

Sobs racked England's body. He could barely breathe and it felt like his heart was breaking in half. His shoulders shook as snot ran from his nose. He grasped the cold, still body on the floor, willing America to come back.

"You stupid bloody idiot! It should have been me! Why didn't you let him kill me and save yourself?! Why do you always have be the bloody hero?!"

America, the nation he raised, was gone. There was only one way to kill a nation.

With how hard Arthur was crying he missed it. He missed the black smoke pouring from New World. He missed how an inky tendril slid back into America's body. He missed how another tendril made its way down the stairs. He missed how New World's eyes slowly turned back to red. He missed how New World's hair shortened itself into a close cut white style. He missed how New World slowly lost the features he had gained from the other countries as they left his body.

"Why Alfred? Why? Why couldn't you just have stayed with me? Why didn't you see that I was only trying to protect you?" Arthur sobbed brokenly into New World's chest. "It should have been me!"

"Ar-Arthur?" a quiet voice asked.

England sat straight up, looking at the owner of the voice. "Al-Alfred? Is it really you?" Arthur asked reaching his hand out to touch the other nation, hoping that this wasn't a trick of his mind.

"It's me," Alfred replied with a small smile. "It's really me."

"Oh god America!" England cried before launching himself at the younger nation, wrapping him into a strong embrace.

Hesitantly, as he wasn't used to seeing the Brit this way, America hugged him back. "It's okay Arthur. I'm here."

England sobbed brokenly into America's shoulder. The two stayed like that for some time. Until Arthur broke the silence, "I thought I had lost you," he said quietly.

Alfred smiled and said, "You could never loose me. I'm the hero after all! And in the end the heroes always win!" America laughed and England couldn't help but crack a smile.