Eyes of an examerican[remake]

Chapter 19

Darkness.

Darkness.

Darkness.

That's all around him. He tries to escape this nightmare but he can't. Then he hears some familiar voices.

"Get up! You must get up! Do it for us!" The voice repeating again and again.

"I can't. I'm sorry." He tries and tries but fails. "No you must get up for me." A familiar yet unfamiliar voice.

"And me." "And me." Those words keep repeating with different voices. 50 to be exact. "What can I do?" Silence following his words. "You must let us out for some few days. We will fix everything." A soft and sweet voice fills his ears. A voice that was long forgotten. A voice that died a long time ago. It was true he needed a break right? He wanted peace, so he will get it. He closes his eyes and feels for the first time in a long time that he had forgotten. What was it?

Grace?

Joy?

Happiness?

No.

It's Freedom.

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   The younger brother of a fallen titan and a fallen empire were searching everywhere for the little boy who introduced himself as Dexter. The Boy Scout boy, who never been around was no were in sight. Their se arch came to a stop in front of a door, when the little scout boy entered. As they approached the unsettledness came to over take them. Inside mumble voices ringed through the door.

"What would we do? We can't let them know about America." A New York accent silently falls through the  the door.

"We have to protect America. Any ideas?" A heavy southern accent seems to be male talks.

"We just kill them." A cold voice answers sending chills on both, as they look at each other, slightly nodding not to cause too much chaos.

"No America wouldn't want that." A sweet soft voice answers.

"No America wants them dead, Alfred wants them alive." The same southern accent answers. At the name of his brother, Matthew swings the door open. The door swinged open to reveal five people around a table.

"Well fuck." A boy with dark brown hair and blue sky eyes looks at the countries.

"Who? Oh hi." A girl with dirty blond hair and blue sky eyes.

"Wha? Shit." A man with blue sky eyes and neat black hair looks at the countries same as the other male. Before they could say anything else, Canada comes in with a gun in hand.

"Who are you?! How did you got here?!" He yells yet the strangers do nothing. "Man he seriously forgot about us?" A man with black hair and blue eyes looks at the rest.

"Seems like it, meh can I kill him? I mean he did killed us." The one with a southern accent. Canada steps back, who are those people?!

"Can I please just kill him?! I mean he destroyed my land and nobody gets away like that!" The man with the southern accent yelled.

"For the love of, not until America says so!" Then the woman with dirty blond hair and blue eyes snapped. "AMERICA WANTS THEM DEAD!" Silence followed after that.

"Oh yeah." The nations are clearly confused.

"Wait a minute how do you know America?" France looks at them. "Well France we were part of him." A woman with silver white hair and purple eyes Who's name was-

" Samantha?" Canada watches as his old assistant walks from the corner of the room.

"Oh it's that bastard. What the fuck do you want?" The countries are now looking at Canada's old and maybe dead assistant. "Why?" She laughed and looked around the room.

"You see I'm American and when a country attacks my state and country they have to go through me. But sadly I wasn't there to kill you for killing your brother. So tell me, how did it feel when you kill and destroy America? You killed thousands and thousands of innocent people because you were weak. Do you really believe that America was that weak? Oh no he was just preparing. So tell me what did you feel? Happiness? Freedom? What did you feel?" Chills ran through the spines of the countries. Then silence.

"Meh, he was right, you destroy the american dream and yet you want your brother back, why? Oh please don't give me that bullcrap of you feeling sorry." Canada was silent and then a dark voice filled the room.

"Samantha, didn't I tell you not to make out guest uncomfortable? Man your stubborn. Ah what rude manners of mine please let me introduce myself." A man, almost like a clone of Alfred steps out of the dark. (They were in a dark room. If you haven't noticed.) Then the lights turned on to see everyone.

"My name is Alxel Jones, it's a pleasure to properly introduced ourselves Mr. Canada." The man brings his hand out for a shake but Canada refuses to shake his hand.

"Well I do believe we have meet before, just not in a very civilized way." Canada wants to get away from him as fast as possible.

"Oh please you surely remember the war of 1812? No? What about you Mr. England? Do you remember burning me alive?" England with wide eyes remembers when he buried down the capital of America.

"Wait a minute, you said that you were there when England burned the capital that was in 1812, so how are you alive? Wait a minute..." Then China stepped in, "That's because they're not human, tell me what are you?" The American clone smiled, a twisted smile.

"My I haven't introduced myself properly! My name is Alxel Jones also I'm the capital of the once great nation of the United States Of America."

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Please forgive me for not updating the reason is because I have been in other things and I thought that I would have time for this and school so yeah... PLEASE FORGIVE ME ;_;

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