TW: gore, murder, swearing, mentions of suicide
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Canada took a pillow and placed it over his face while rolling around in his bed, his legs flailing around and screaming into the pillow. He stopped and just hugged the pillow, pretending it was the stripped country.
"He liked it, yeah?" Canada smiled while looking up at the ceiling, "He likes me..."
A notification popped up on his phone, it was a text from America. Canada started reading the message and thought of the future, a first date, marriage, living together, meeting the....
Canada's mouth turned into a snarl as he finished reading the text message. His heart shattered into pieces reading it all. "He doesn't like... me?" Canada thought. Sadness soon turned to anger as he chucked his phone on the other side of the room. "Family, eh? Is that the only reason? Because he doesn't want them to find out?" Canada looked at his phone on the floor, a large crack in the middle.
Canada admits, he wouldn't have thought that in a couple of days he would have become a serial killer, but that's just how it goes he guessed. But as he pulled up to his parents house, only one thought was on his mind. Bloodshed
He knew his parents would be asleep at this hour and he did have a key so there wasn't much of a struggle to get in. He quietly walked down the hallway to their bedroom. The hallway had many pictures of when USA and Canada were kids.
Canada opened the wooden door and went over to the large bed France and UK shared. He watched them sleep peacefully, blissfully unaware that it would soon be their last breath. Canada opened the nightstand drawer and took out a gun that was originally for the couple's protection, how ironic that it would be the cause of death. Canada put the gun up against France's head and shot her, dead instantly. UK awoke from the loud noise but before he could even react, he was shot in the side of the head.
Canada looked at the blood all over the bed and the two bodies who he had once called mom and dad. They just looked like bodies now, faceless beings who he has no attachment to. Was this the monster he truly was? Willing to kill the people who had given him life? Canada laid the gun in UK's open hand. He decided to make this look like a suicide attempt.
"I hope my children forgive me, for I am just selfish and wanted an easy way out. Protect one another and stay close. Perhaps I may see you in the afterlife on a sunny hill, away from all fears and worries. This is my final message, I will miss you all greatly." Canada finished the message on the typewriter and and took the freshly typed paper out. He laid the paper on the nightstand next to UK. It should look believable.
Canada left the house and made his way to New Zealand's. New Zealand's house wasn't too far away but even so Canada's thirst for vengeance grew even further. He decided to play nice this time.
"Canada? You look awful! What happened to you?!" New Zealand shuddered, looking her brother up and down who is covered in blood.
"Zealand! You have to go to mom and dads! Mom fell down the stairs and got blood everywhere, dad needs our help!" Canada pointed to his car, "we have to hurry!" New Zealand wasted no time and got into the car, seems Canada's lie worked.
Canada got into the car and drove back to the murder scene. The two both got out and New Zealand raced to the door and went inside the house while Canada quietly followed close behind. The house was dark and oddly cold.
"Mom?! Dad?!" New Zealand yelled out, frantically looking for her parents. Canada smirked as he approached the tiny country.
"I'll check upstairs. You check the kitchen." Canada said, before hurriedly walking upstairs and into their bedroom. Canada took the gun out of UK's cold hand and walked downstairs. New Zealand was waiting at the stairs anxiously.
"Did you find them?! They weren't in the kitchen!" New Zealand watched as Canada smiled calmly.
"They're in the bedroom, come on." Canada said, letting New Zealand go upstairs and to the bedroom first. New Zealand opened the door to the bedroom and gasped seeing the bloody mess.
Canada stood at the doorway, watching as New Zealand slowly turned around to face her brother. "W-Wha-?" New Zealand's eyes were glossy, threatening to let tears fall.
"I think I did a good job, don't you think?" Canada smiled, pulling out the gun from behind his back and pointing it at New Zealand.
New Zealand opened her mouth, about to speak but was cut off short by Canada pulling the trigger. She fell to the floor, blood pooling from her head under her. Canada stepped over his sister's body and put the gun back in UK's hand. He dusted off his hands and went back to the doorway, looking one last time as he left the room and left the house.
As Canada drove to Australia's, he only had one thought on his mind. His bloody hands shook happily against the wheel in adrenaline and excitement.
"I can't wait."
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Guess who's back? This story is coming close to an end... any theories?
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A Brother's Bond - CanAme Countryhumans Fanfic
Fanfiction- Heavily inspired off Brotherly love NOT by kimoco44 so go check that book out - Canada had always been close to his step brother, USA. Some might say he just depended on his big brother but what if this "love" was really just a twisted obsession...
