After Death and Disgrace,
There is almost always a beautiful beginning for someone.
(Almost like a Butterfly)(3rd person view)
First plane flew over head, not like most people noticed, but America could feel something bad was about to happen he just didn't know what.
Until a loud crash was heard above him. Smoke filled the air causing him to cough and the loud crash scared him half to death. He looked up half afraid of what he was gonna see, his heart had stopped.
One of the Twin Towers had been struck by an airplane.
He could feel his heart race is breathing catch in his throat. America's whole body froze for a split second before running as fast as he could to help the people on the 6th floors down, telling by where the plane crashed the floors above 6th were most likely to topple over.
The first Twin Tower to be struck started toppling over into the two very top floors crushing people in it.
Someone stopped America from entering the flamed and crushed first tower, backing America up from the entry way.
America couldn't protest to his people, they seemed to be doing a great job of getting people out...He looked up and squinted his eyes to see people at the top link arms and grab each other's hands and....Jump....
America could feel his own heart in his throat. "Why?! What did I do!? WHAT DID THEY DO!?"
He screamed and fell to the ground feeling his eyes tear up. He looked up again and his heart almost completely came to a stop again. He got up fast, ran towards the first tower, someone's child had been thrown or fell through the window of the 8th floor. America knew that as soon as he touched the child, that child would become the one that he'd keep alive forever. He didn't care though.
He grabbed the child and landed on the ground wrapping the child in his jacket. He ran as far as he could before teleporting to the nearest state.
New Jersey.
He stumbled into the world school. Racing past most of the other countries dorm rooms. He ran into the main room where most countries were at going completely silent seeing America covered in blood, dust, and tears. Also not wearing his jacket except having it wrapped around something. America flopped into his chair not speaking to anyone hugging his jacket.
Then when everyone went silent you could hear a child crying.
(Btw, the child is 5, Very small 5 year about the size of a 3 year old)
"America, who is that...?" France questioned the American now really worried.
"A little girl who fell out of...a twin tower...." America responded in a mumble not able to even speak stunned from learning that one of his State were being attacked.
"I'm confused...." Italy said worried as well for the American.
"THE TWIN TOWERS HAVE FALLEN OKAY!?" America yelled startling the child in his arm making the child cry more.
America flinched and went back to hugging the poor child.
Everyone stayed perfectly quiet.
But where was England? He was in the room a few minutes ago....
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I'm sorry for such an emotional chapter (if it's emotional at all)
I've just been having a horrible week, hopefully it gets better, I may do a chapter of what England went off to do, and then a Halloween special ;)!!
(Depends if you want it that is)
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Hetalia~ America X England
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