New life

Part 29 [Epilogue]

[SHORT]

<~*After the Meeting*~>

America sighed softly as he walked out of the building after the small meeting finished, he moved over towards the edge of the forest, staying there and looking out in the now slightly darkened woods since the sun was slowly going down in the sky. His hands in his pockets, and his sky blue glimmered, before he called out, "Come out, I know you're still waiting." he murmured.
Silence. Nothing happened for a long minute, before a hiss filled the air once again, and slowly steps could be heard coming through the forest.
Alfred bit his lips slightly, though stood his ground as see two gleaming red eyes appeared through the trees, and moved closer. An outline of a body was noticeable, and soon 2p America was seen slowly walking up towards him, a cocky grin plastered on his face and his head was slightly tilted, his blood stained bat slung over his shoulder, while the other hand was in his jacket pocket, "Alfred~!" he chanted his name with a happy voice, before it dulled, as well as his face, "What do you want?" he grumbled, stopping in front of him, at the forest's side of the forest's edge.
"A truce." the blond stated simply, though his voice slightly colder than usual, since he wasn't really fond of talking to his 2p.
"Oh? And why should I do that?" the 2p challenged a question, raising a brow slightly at him, his eyebrows furrowing.
Alfred's gaze trailed to the side, before back at him, "Because I think both the 1ps, as well as the 2ps, need to recover, soon enough, we will kill each other, and nobody will win." he stated, examining the dark haired 2p which did seem to have a scratch over his eye, and looked slightly beat up himself, though didn't show the pain if there was any.
"Psh!" Allen scoffed and glared at him, "Maybe you, but I don't give two shits about some kind of 'recovery'." he shot out, his eyes dripped with an aggression.
"Look at yourself! Don't you see that right now, you're talking about every single one of the 2ps, if you fuck this up, their lives are going to be on you, I'm not talking about an alliance, just a peace treaty." Alfred yelled at him, his eyes gleamed softly at him before he took a hand out of his pocket and handed it out between the forest and the buildings land, waiting for his 2p to do the same.
The 2p American bit the inside of his cheek slightly, his eyes crimson eyes narrowed, though showing that he was thinking, before he growled, and moved his hand out as well, grasping his 1p's in a harsh handshake, "This changes nothing in our relationship..." he hissed out, a faint glow of red surged around their hands before the 2p quickly moved his hand and wafting it in the air as if trying to get the germs off of his hand, whirling around on his heel he walked back into the forest slowly, not looking back, not saying anything else.
Alfred watched him walk away, before finally disappearing. The American's cold blue eyes gaze out in the darkness of the forest before he took his hand and wiped it against his jeans himself, turning around as well and moving his gaze back to the building, turning his back on the forest, and starting to walk back to the world building.

With a peace treaty set against the 1ps and 2ps, they both could recover from the war which injured both sides greatly. And with a tint of tension broken against the both of them, a new life could be created once more.

A second new life.