A Brother's Bond - CanAme Countryhumans Fanfic

Chapter 14 - Meeting

TW: murder, gore, cursing

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It was only a couple of hours until the big meeting. Canada looked over his plans once again then the layout of the building itself. "Knowing lockdown protocol, everyone should be in the meeting room with the doors locked. However, if I did this before the meeting I could make it worthwhile." Canada took a bag and placed some tools and rope. He looked over his knife, letting his finger run across the blade. Canada stared at the cut he had caused and brushed the blood off on his shirt. 

America sat in his assigned seat in the meeting room, it looked so empty now that a lot of his friends had gone missing. America sighed as more people began to file in and sit in their seats, usually America would be the last to show but UN threatened to move him next to North Korea if he showed up late again. 

"America," Russia tapped America's shoulder, causing America to spring up. "Your frown makes you unflattering. Are you okay?" 

America gave a smirk, "So you think I look flattering with a smile?" Russia stared for a second and furrowed his brows, a visible blush on his face.

"I'm not. Is anything wrong?" Russia said, looking away slightly and crossing his arms. America had always thought it was odd how Russia could act so hot and cold with him, like he's sending mixed signals. 

"Well, I actually-" The lights suddenly cut out, leaving the giant room dark. America squinted his eyes trying to see. Talking arose in the room. 

"Everyone calm down! There must have been an electrical error. I will call the elect-" UN was cut off by a scream. 

"Germany! Germany! Someone call an ambulance!" Poland cried. A loud laugh rang out. People started screaming and running away from the laugh. 

America sat in his place, "that laugh, it sounded like... oh god." America was taken out of his thoughts by Russia who was dragging him away. Russia was muttering Russian words America couldn't understand while the two were running. Russia hastily opened a closet door and grabbed America by the arm and brought the two into the small space. 

"What the fuck is he doing?!" America whisper yelled as Russia put a hand over America's mouth. Loud footsteps ran past the closet door, that same laughter accompanying the footsteps.

"Who was that?" Russia whispered. America bit his nails as his sunglasses fell down the bridge of his nose. He curled in onto himself. Russia grabbed both of America's wrists, making America look at him, "who was that?!" Russia repeated, a bit louder this time. 

"That has to be Canada! That laugh... it was definitely him!" America whispered. Russia released America's wrists and his eyes widened. "He's been weird a lot recently, it's like he's a new person! I don't know why or how o-or-" Russia stopped America's rambling by shaking him. 

"It's okay America, it's okay. We need to-" footsteps could be heard coming closer. Russia and America held their breaths as the footsteps became louder. 

"America~... America!" Canada sang out as his knife dug into the wall as he walked, leaving a large slash on it. 

America's eyes widened. The footsteps stopped at the door. The doorknob turned and the closet door opened, revealing Canada, a cursed smile etched onto his face and his eyes wide and hungry. A knife was in his hand and blood drenched his hands and shoes. 

Russia opened his mouth, about to say something but America kicked Canada in the stomach, making Canada stumble back slightly, leaving an opening to escape from. America grabbed Russia's arm and ran out from the closet and into the hall.