So in this their will be a little flash back, but alice isn't telling him what happened, Its just kind of there for you. Enjoy!

"Why?"

"Si."

"You were trying to take over my land; I wasn't going to let that happen."

"Well… Then tell me why you avoided me."

"Avoided?"

"Yes."

Alice sighed, "Fine."

Alice opened the door to home immediately seeing the sight she has dreamed of, all her family in her living room drinking tea and eating crumpets all joyfully. However, her sight she stumbled upon was a bit different. They were all upset, angry, even disappointed.

He smile was quickly falling, it was quivering and her eyes flashed from strong to broken. She fell to her knees feeling as her façade has fallen. She cried. One of the few times have seen her cry and just like all the other times it was the Scotsman who came to talk to her.

Only this time it was encouragement, or words of wisdom, or anything to hand her the bricks to rebuild herself after the storm, it was another wreaking ball to destroy what was left of the foundation. "Why do you only know how to hurt others?" those words echoed in her mind as her eyes widened and she let them seep into her. She started to rock herself back and forth in attempt to calm herself. They all had filed out the door.

The welsh man held his disappointed look as he looked behind him, "You used to be so great." He whispered "what happened?" and with that he closed the door and left his sister behind.

"I don't know, I don't know, I don't know." She kept whispering to herself, "Come back please come back, don't leave me alone, don't leave me alone"

After a few hours of mumbling to herself, Alice felt empty. It was like she was nothing more than an empty shell.

She stood up, "I'm alone." She whispered to herself, "Well… I never wasn't alone. Antonio wanted me for security over what was his… NO one wanted me for me." She laughed a little bit. "Why was I so surprised? Oh yes… Because I let my blasted feelings in the way."

"England!" A voice called form behind her. She was shocked, surprised and slightly scared. She turned around as quick as she could, taking out her sword. She was shaking obviously and breathing unevenly "Don't be frightened!" It called again.

"What the hell are you?!" She called out finally seeing it. It was like a tiny person with wings.

"Isn't obvious, silly? I'm a Fairy!" It laughed lightly.

"Fairies aren't real. My brother told me so."

"You don't remember us? You used to play with us all the time~!"

"You don't exist, you are my imagination, you can't- … u-us?" she lowered her sword shaking her head. More and more came out calling to her.

"Your family was very surprised when you can see us too so they made forget about us. They don't like sharing magic."

"Magic isn't real! None of this is real!... none of this is real." She smiled slightly, a sad smile. "Yeah I'll wake up in bed with Toni, and then Lovino will come in about a storm and all of this will go away, yes a dream. I just need to wake up… I-... No... I just... Ill prove this is a dream and then- Then I won't be alone!"

"England, No. This is real."

"No! This is not! It's a lie! Ill prove it!"

"What? No! Ali, no!"

Alice throw a fist at a mirror watching the pieces fall to the floor and the blood run down her hand. "What a realistic dream… wow.." she whispered

"Alice-"

"No!" She started throwing everything in sight until she was in a mess of glass, paper, wax, and blood. She looked down at her skin. It was burnt, and bloody. "This isn't a dream… Is it?" She looked at the fairy, which just solemnly shook its head.

"No…"

"Well.." she stood up from the ground. "Then this is a fairytale." She yelled, grabbing her sword facing it toward herself, raising it high. "And I'm going to slay the beast!" She looked the fairy in the eye as she took a deep breath and plunged the weapon straight into her gut as she gave an agonizing yell. The blood mixed with tears. Blood came from her mouth as she started coughing it up.

At that moment her sister opened the door, "Albion! You got som-"she didn't finish what she had to say as she saw the mess in the house, looking around she saw her sister on the top of the stairs, sword in her abdomen, half dead, trying to stay standing.

"Fairytales over sis..." Alice said as she fell forward, tumbling down the stairs.

There was a scram and calls for Alba before everything was dark and quiet.

Alice was surrounded by pitch black. "Where am I?" she said as she started to walk around.

"In healing." Alice turned around and faced the man. It was Scotland. "Now wake up."

"Oh, Alba. I don't want to." She said slipping back to Scotland's old name out of habit

"Alice I swear to go-"

"Swear all you want, Alan."

"I gave you a chance to go willingly, now I'm going to force you." He walked toward her.

"What are you- No! Don't touch me!"

Alice woke up and glared at the Scotsman, "Fuck you! Why won't you let me die?!"

"Because Al-"

"You didn't care before, what suddenly changed?"

"Look Alice-" Riona, Ireland started, "We never wanted this to happen."

"Oh do tell, what the bloody fuck did you want? What in Gods loving name did you want!?" She yelled.

"Oi! Don't yell at her!" shouted back " It's your own damn fault!"

"I know that! I was taking care of it!" Alice yelled back trying to stand up but falling due to the wound.

"Alice go to bed, we'll take care of everything." Wales, Dylan, said with a soft smile. He was always more passive, and nicer to Alice for some reason.

A few years passed and Alice was back on the seas. She has Attacked many Spanish fleets taking them down one by one to get rid of her anger and negative feelings, she started colonizing again even settling in the Americas with a new little "brother." She avoided Antonio as much as possible. Whenever she saw his ship he would guide them away as quick as possible. She wasn't ready to face him yet.

The "imaginary" creatures came back every once in a while and she welcomed them with opened arms. They seemed to be the only ones truly there.

And then… American revolutionary war.

"You used to be so great." Those words ran out of the Americans mouth.

And all the memories ran back to the English girl like a bad dream. She sobbed on the ground as the America left.

She had no one on her side. Gil trained his "army", Francis supplied him with military equipment, Her brothers and sister warned her against conquest, and it wasn't like her "friends" could help any.

And it was like she was reliving that day over and over in her head, she tightened her control over the rest of her colonies, only to lose the rest of them.

She was truly alone.

"I avoided you because I didn't… want to… see you yet." She said after a short pause.

Antonio looked at her and looked down sadly. "I'm... Lo siento…" He whispered before looking back at her hearing her speak up.

"It's not your fault."

Silence settled again "Hey, Antonio..."

"Yes?"

"What happened to you?... After I left?"

Author note: And finished with this chapter! I had to rewrite it a few times because it didn't seem right. Hoped you liked it!

Reviews will be nice!