The Tragic Tale of A Certain 'Hero' Type

Capter 2 : Becoming Faded

~Third Person POV~

The meeting room was once again packed with rambunctious nations, this time it was in London, England. The countries talk among themselves in a disorderly fashion causing chaos in this supposed 'civil' meeting. Of course, that was the norm nowadays, but something was wrong. Everyone else was talking loudly or just flat out yelling except for one, America was being eerily quiet and solemn. Not that anyone has noticed for these past years. He sits there with his chin in his hands, dull blue eyes staring off at nothing while everyone around him is lively.

America counts the seconds until he can finally go back to isolation, where he can take away the pain. After Germany calmed everyone down and Italy has presented, he steps up to the podium,

"Thank you, Italy. Though I don't think pasta can solve the world's problems. Next to present is...", Germany sighs in the middle of this sentence, "America."

He looks at him blankly for a few seconds before he fake smiles, "It's alright my dude, as the hero I will let someone else go first. Hahahaha!"

Germany gives America a weird look before giving the podium to England, the weird moment already out of his mind. As England is presenting, America has tuned him out and alone with his dark thoughts.

"America! Are you even listening to me!?" England yells at him, his face contorted in anger.

He doesn't say a word at the yelling, just looking down at the wooden table.

"Of course, you aren't! You never listen because you always have your head in your arse! God, I wish you would just grow up already!"

He continues to bark in America's face while the nations snicker at his expense. Germany groans in frustration, dragging a hand over his face, "England, that is enough! We won't get anywhere with you yelling like that, if everyone acts more civilized maybe we would get more things done."

England scowls at Germany and America but stops the yelling while he kept quiet during this whole ordeal, making only one country worried. Canada stares at his brother, America, with a frown and brows furrowed. "What is happening to you?"

Kumajiro looks up at his concerned owner, "Nanuq?" He blinks out of his trance, jumping slightly at the voice and stops squeezing the little bear tight, "Oh, sorry Kuma. I was...just thinking about something." The polar bear stares at Canada for one minute before going back to watching the meeting and he breathes a sigh of relief. 'Little brother...I just hope this isn't what I think it is.', Canada thinks while biting his lip.

The meeting ended when Germany lost his cool (again), America rushes out of the room without stopping to chat or a good-bye to any other countries, he was shaking unnoticeably. He mumbles to himself while swiftly walking down the lengthy hall to the hotel room,

"Please, please, please. I need this, please.", America sighs in relief when he got to the door, fishing the keys out of his pocket and just as he put the key in the door, he hears someone call out to him again. 'This is becoming annoying.', he thinks as he sighs and turns around to the person who called him.

America sees that it was his brother and his bear Kuma, trying to act normal after scrambling to get inside his room and desperately wanting to relieve the pain inside, "Hey, Canada, bro! How are things in Canadia?"

America's older brother gave him an annoyed look, clearing his throat,

"It's Canada and it's going well. But anyway, um...ah." Canada becomes nervous and awkward, scratching the back of his head. This made the youngest nation to become pale on the inside, he tried his hardest not to scratch at his arms for surely, they will bleed for the other countries to see. The violet eyed blonde finally spits out what he was trying to say,

"I noticed that you were acting differently at the meeting back there and....I was wondering if you were okay." A harsh voice in America's head whispers, 'Just lie, he doesn't care. Everyone hates you, just lie and make everyone hate you more.' and he does just that with one of his Hollywood smiles,

"No worries man! I'm totally fine, just tired is all." That makes Canada relax a little, but knows that something is still wrong,

"O-Okay. But if you need me, remember, I will always be right here for you." He smiles a real smile at that, a drop of hope that is soon lost in an ocean of despair,

"Thank you, Mathew. That..really meant a lot to me." The younger twin pulls the other stunned twin into a hug, walking away after letting go with a pat on the shoulder. Canada stares at the retreating nation, face becoming blank,

'I seriously doubt he is fine..I'll just keep an eye on him for now.' He reluctantly walks back to his hotel room in silence but soon the silence broken by Kumajiro complaining about food, causing him to smile and agree to get him some fish.

~Alfred's Pov (Meanwhile)~

When I finally get back to my hotel room and now Scot-free, I slide down the door sighing loudly. I head to my bed after I got back up, flopping into my stomach like last time. Maaan was that brutal, first England and then Canada coming to figuring it out. My once colonizer must not care for me...and big brother? probably doesn't. I mean why would he? I am nothing to anyone. My heart hurts, the pain is back. I need to relieve it. I get up from the bed and go into the bathroom, locking it after I shut it just to be safe. I grab my rusty, blood speckled razor from the cabinet, sitting down near the tub and start my cutting session. I smile with my eyes closed as I feel the warm blood travel down my shredded arms from years of self-abuse. Much better....

Gruesome thoughts can lead to gruesome things...wise words indeed. I hope you like this chapter, please remember to leave a comment and watch for more chapters. I don't care what kind of comment it is, wither it is opinion or criticism, it will help me keep motivated. Please expect another gap as I am focusing on writing the chapters out than doing the method I am currently doing as I get too distracted, I am sorry if this bothers you but I think it is the best way to get chapters out.