Kage: Thank you, Mew I is Dinosaur, Luckysee12, thatgirlwithglasses, and Anonymous Void for reviewing.
Anonymous Void, Thank you, again, for the advice luckily I found a Hetalia website for that, though do you possibly know of any others so that I could research the personalities more?
Mew I is Dinosaur, I apologize for making it hard to understand. I placed the past in italics now. ^^
thatgirlwithglasses, I'm happy you enjoyed it!
Also, this is one of my one-shots, I was thinking of doing a pattern, one of mine, then a request and repeat. I hope no one minds. ^^ I'm almost done with the Switzerland/Canada request. The song reminds me of Peter Pan. XD
(A/N(5/22/12): Anonymous Void, I enjoyed your idea for what could have happened instead of the nations crying over Matthew and wrote it, which is now added under Alternate Ending. And why do I keep making England the bad guy? I love him, I do but what is wrong with me?)
Missing(Evanescence): Multiple. Alternate Ending: None.
Warning: Suicide, Character death, possible historical inaccuracies. Alternate Ending: Nations being Jack***'s and Snapped!Canada.
He looked down at the blood forming on his wrist, would anyone even notice if he died? Would anyone miss him?
No. No, they won't. Keep cutting Mattie, It'll make you feel better.
Matthew listened and dug the razor deeper into his skin before pulling. The cut was sickening, flesh slit down the middle allowing a river of blood to travel down his arm and soak into his pants.
"I'm sorry, but I won't be visiting for Christmas."
They won't care. Cut your other arm now.
Matthew listens again and does as the voice commands.
Though, Matthew agreed, it wasn't as though anyone would notice, he was as invisible during the holidays then he was during meetings. Besides, they would just question who he was. His lips quirked.
"Maybe unconsciously they'll say to no one 'Isn't something missing?'"
Maybe, when they find your body.
Matthew laughs, softly, before it breaks into sobs, releasing tears he kept bottled up inside for years upon years.
He cries for the Nordics whom were the first to find his land, what would he be like if they had stayed? If he was there's?
He cries for his Papa. Was he really just a chunk of earth? Was that all he was to his papa? Did his papa even know he understood what the man said when he was handed over to that greedy Englishman whom held eyes of poison? But really was he that unimportant?
He cries for America. Was he just his double? Someone he could place the blame on? Someone whom will take his brothers beatings and curses? Is he really that insignificant?
He cries for England. He did whatever the Englishman asked of him and yet he was never remembered. He was the perfect colony; he tried to be the perfect commonwealth. But…
He wasn't America.
He cries for Hong Kong. They got along, they were like brothers, and they were close. But then…they stopped talking. They suddenly stop talking and Matthew has no idea why. Could it have had something to do with the other Asian nations?
He cries for Australia. Another commonwealth, but…Australia forgot about him too. Oh how dreadful that day had been that cold December day right after a meeting when he asked his step-brother if he would like to go get coffee only to be stared at in a confused manner and asked those dreadful words "Who are you?".
He cries for New Zealand, yet another commonwealth. New Zealand never seemed to remember him, but he remembers taking care of a baby New Zealand and the baby coos when he held him, New Zealand wasn't taken care of by England because the man always spent his time with America or going to the pub. But then one day when Canada goes to hold New Zealand the child shies away from him and hides behind Australia and Canada stares wide eyed in horror before running to his room and sits on his bed staring out the window.
He cries for Scotland, his "uncle". Scotland always seemed to remember who he was when he was a lad, now he doesn't see Scotland much anymore and he has to wonder if Scotland even remembers him.
He cries for the rest of the nations and for reasons he doesn't know until he's all out of tears. Now his eyes were puffy and irritating. He suddenly feels lightheaded and he lies back on the wall. Kumajolu(?) waddles in threw the door and stares at Matthew and Matthew stares back with a sluggish smile.
"Hi Kuma, how are you?" the bear is hesitant to enter but he waddles over to Canada and stares down at the blood around Matthew, it's soaked into his clothing and crusting up on the floor.
"I'm fine. Who are you?" he asks because he can't remember and he instantly regrets it when Matthew stares at him with watery red eyes.
"I…I'm C-Canada!"
Are you sure?
And while Canada is wondering about what the voice said, it clicks in Kumajirou's mind and he presses his nose in Canada's shoulder.
"Canada."
Canada smiles sadly and lifts his arm stiffly to stroke Kumajirou's head.
"Please forgive me, Kuma… but you know what… I don't think anyone is going to care…"
Kumajirou feels his heart clench and Canada isn't moving, isn't breathing.
"Canada, I care. Canada!"
He isn't answered.
Extended ending
Looking back at Canada Kumajirou nuzzles his dead owner before running out of the room and down the stairs threw the back doggy door. He doesn't stop, he has to tell his owners family. Many miles later he ends up at America's house only to see the nation exiting the house whist wearing his usual bomber jacket. He stops in front of the nation, panting, and America looks down at him before smiling.
"Hey Kuma! Did Mattie bring you for the meeting?" before he could say anything he's already in America's arms being taken to the meeting. And with a feeling of dread and sadness Kuma stays quiet.
The meeting goes fast and before anyone can move he's the one to gain all the attention.
"Hey, Kuma where's Mattie?"
Kumajirou freezes and keeps his head down. Everyone's looking at him expectantly and he wonders, bitterly, why they care now.
"He's dead."
Silence.
America's cup of coffee(the kind he rarely drinks)tips over, possibly because of the spoon or maybe it chose to for dramatic affect, and slips off the edge of the table and into England's lap. They stay silent and stare at the retreating bear in horror; the bear curls up in a corner of the room his back to the other nations.
"Mattie." And like that it is as though someone turned off the pause button. France falls forwards and hits his head upon the table as he sobs and cries out things in French, mostly Canada's name.
Finland grabs onto Sweden with a sob and Norway hugs Iceland, whom is holding Denmark's hand tightly, and all of them are shaking.
America, whom was originally standing, falls to his knees in shock, because he was supposed to be the hero! He was supposed to protect Matthew and keep him safe!
New Zealand holds onto Australia shoulders shaking, because he remembers the Canadian and how could he have been so stupid?
Australia stares out the window and keeps his arms around New Zealand, he's in total shock but he can feel the trails of tears making there way down his face.
Russia lost his smile and held both Belarus and a sobbing Ukraine close. He couldn't think about what it would feel like to loose one of them but…
He feels a tear run down his face.
Matthew was something close to a friend to him because the Canadian didn't fear playing hockey with him…and, he supposes, there was something else to add to it…
Scotland's cigarette falls from between his lips and he's quiet and still, he doesn't offer anything to a shaking silently sobbing England so he's surprised when he's suddenly holding the Englishman in his arms whist carding his fingers threw the Brit's hair.
Hong Kong is shaking and he's staring across from himself with wide watery eyes because Canada was his…brother. Canada was one of the first to help him when getting used to staying with the Englishman. And how does he repay him? By not speaking to him unexpectedly. Besides him South Korea suddenly cries out that death did not originate in South Korea. Hong Kong can't help but pity his Korean "brother" because, a week previous, Korea had revealed to him that he had a crush on the Canadian.
Netherlands holds his sister close and all the while blames himself for this turn of events. Because he owes Matthew so much! He owes him for his help during the Second World War and without him he probably would have been under Germany's control for a number of more years!
'I should have sent more flowers. I sh-'
Cuba is currently covering his face with his hands and shaking.
'How could I have been so stupid? Canada looks nothing like that bastard America!'
Prussia is quiet and staring out the window and up at the sky.
'Where are you now birdie? Are you flying? Are you happy? What is it like in heaven?'
And so the meeting room is filled with the sounds of sobbing and cries of "Mattie, come back!". This was torture for poor Kumajirou, and he stays in his balled up position trying to block out the cries and sobs and hiccups.
"Everyone's missing you, Canada."
And up in the clouds swinging his legs, dressed in white with wings thick with alabaster toned feathers sits Canada. He smiles, a broken looking thing, and whispers;
"I know."
And, he supposes, he's the sacrifice for everyone so they can realize how important having each other really is.
Alternate Ending
Looking back at Canada Kumajirou nuzzles his dead owner before running out of the room and down the stairs threw the back doggy door. He doesn't stop, he has to tell his owners family. Many miles later he ends up at America's house only to see the nation exiting the house whist wearing his usual bomber jacket. He stops in front of the nation, panting, and America looks down at him before smiling.
"Hey Kuma! Did Mattie bring you for the meeting?" Kumajirou blinks and supposes that the American had remembered his owner in one of those ever so rare times. Before he could say anything he's already in America's arms being taken to the meeting. And with a feeling of dread and sadness Kuma stays quiet.
The meeting goes fast and before anyone can move he's the one to gain all the attention.
"Hey, Kuma where's Mattie?"
And around him he can hear people question, "Who?". Kumajirou freezes and keeps his head down. He felt himself shake in held in rage.
"He's dead."
Silence.
"How?"
England, he demanded to know.
Kumajirou never found himself enjoying the man, and now his dislike grew.
England didn't want to know for the sake of what had happen to his once colony. He only wanted to know for the sake of keeping himself safe, he must think he had to watch out for some sort of disease.
"Suicide."
"Oh, thank goodness."
Kumajirou felt his jaw clench, he had no idea he could feel so much anger. Though he feels an amount of pleasure when he see's the American grab hold of the front of the Brits shirt his other hand pulled back in a fist.
"What was that?"
Then, much to his displeasure, the Brit speaks whist holding his hands up.
"You know America with Matthew gone whom will take care of the land?"
Kumajirou watched in displeasure as America lowers his fist and releases England's collar. And as he looked around at the other nations he could see greed begin to darken there eyes.
"Mother Russia should have the land."
Russia speaks the first thing on everyone's mind and suddenly everyone's yelling and Kumajirou is forced to watch only hearing little tidbits of what everyone was saying.
"No! It should belong to the Awesomeness that is me!"
It? It? Matthew was an it now? What happened to birdie or at least a he!
"China takes all!"
"You're not even a nation Prussia!"
"Shut up you wankers! Canadia was my Colony so his land should be mine!"
Did Kumajirou mention how much he hated the Brit?
"Non! It should belong to me! Mon cher would want it to be so!"
And while the nations were arguing over whom would claim Matthews land Kumajirou was stuck between sinking his teeth into each of them and being sick. He ran out of the room, the last words burning his ears.
"Dudes! What's-his-face is my neighbor so I should have his land!"
Pigs. They were greedy pigs, they just hear that one of there own is dead-by suicide no less!-and all they care about is who shall claim the land?
Sickening, Canada hasn't even had a funeral yet and they are fighting. Even his own brother!
Kuma runs back toward the border and soon he's running threw the forests as well giving wild cries. They didn't care! Not when it would allow them more land!
Kumajirou trips and falls, earning a face full of snow. And as he lifts his face he pauses in surprise, across from him was a shadowy figure.
"Kuma."
"Canada…?"
The figure chuckles and approaches the bear.
"I told you. Didn't I?"
Canada looked entirely different. His hair was clumped, matted, and stained dark brown and Kumajirou wonders if Canada had gotten blood in his hair. His clothes are rugged and torn; his arm is still dripping blood where it stains the once pure snow red. But lastly it was Canada's eyes that had gotten all of Kumajirou's attention. Those once warm kind purple eyes were now hard, dark and passive, and as Canada smirks Kumajirou realizes that Canada has revenge on his mind.
Especially when he notices the small child doppelganger sleeping in the Canadians arms.
"Kuma, were going to make them sorry that they ever messed with Canada."
And Kumajirou whole heartedly agrees.
Kage: That voice in Mattie's head is really mean…
So how was it?
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I wasn't sure if I should have added the nation's reaction to hearing that Matthew was dead but I think it adds drama to it. (A/N(5/22/12): And the alternate ending, I apologize if it breaks your heart.)
Also there are a few stories I read, supposedly based on history, that says that the Nordics were the first to discover Canada and name it Vinland, I think. Some stories say that Iceland found Canada, soon joined by the other Nordics, and then there was one that said that Sweden was the one to discover Canada. So I just added them all.
The part with North Korea was inspired by the second(?) Hetalia manga book that my friend allowed me to borrow once. Besides North Korea's profile said "loves Canada" so I was like, yay~
Sorry for not posting the requested one-shot yet but I think I'll be able to finish it albeit later or tomorrow.
Well review if you believe I deserved one and as I said (my motto XD), polite criticism is appreciated.
Oh! Before I forget, I believe I'm going to rewrite the Going Under one-shot just to get rid of the lyrics and fix the flow.
Thank you for reading.