England's secret (Hetalia)

Chapter 11

Dark green leaves and springy branches whipped past England as he sprinted through the undergrowth. How had they found him? England was sure that no one had been following him, but if the nations had stayed far enough behind him, then he wouldn't have noticed them. He was so worried about the spell, and he was mainly concentrating on getting to Stonehenge on time. Tears streamed down England's face as he wondered about what would happen next. Would it be last time? No, England told himself, that couldn't happen again! He wondered if he should ask his brothers to go to the meetings for him and just live far away, in a place where he could not be found by any other nations.

Suddenly, England felt something pushing against his knees. He fell forwards into a large bramble bush and found out that America had just tackled him. America hastily pulled him out of the thorny bush before quickly grabbing England's hand to make sure that he did not run off again.

"Let go America!" England yelled as he fought to get away from the other nation.

"No England," answered America, using his super strength to make sure that England stayed with him, "You have to tell us what's going on! Please don't run off again; we're not going to hurt you! Don't worry, just come back to the others with me and we can help you."

"No! You can't help me! No one can help me! I need to be left alone!" screamed England as he tried to flap his wings and get into the air.

"I'm not going to let go until you tell us what's going on! You just turned into an awesome dragon thing with wings right in front of all of us, and we want to know how this happened to you."

"Alright, I'll come with you. But only because you won't let go of me! Don't think I want to tell you all about what has happened to me!"

After calling all the nations and telling them to meet up in the clearing that they had been in earlier, America and England started to slowly walk there. England was very tired after casting the spell, and running off into the forest had only made it worse. He grudgingly allowed America to help him walk to the clearing after falling over several times, and soon the two english speaking nations were almost at the clearing.

By the time that America and England had got to the clearing, all of the other nations were already there, and were waiting impatiently for them. As soon as they walked into view, America and England were mobbed with worried nations who wanted to know what had happened. America explained to them that he had found England and that England had promised to tell them what was going on, and all the other nations backed away, waiting for England to start the explanation.

"England, are you ready to tell us all this?" questioned France, worried about England.

"Well, I'm going to have to tell you anyway, so I might as well tell you now. Even though I don't really want to." said England, muttering the last sentence nervously.

"If you're going to tell us what happened," China said, "Then could you please tell us how you came to be this way? Were you always like this?"

"I was born like this." revealed England, to the astonishment of the surrounding nations, "When I was created, I had a very high population of the fae in my country, and they were the first to call me England, well actually they called me Albion in that time, but that part doesn't really matter. The fact is, the fae have made up a large part of me since my birth, so that is why I have gained some aspects of them."

"What do you mean by 'some aspects of them'?" asked Germany, confused about what was going on, "I'm pretty sure that faeries don't have horns or tails or dragon wings, so why do you have them?"

"Well I don't think butterfly wings would really suit me." England said sarcastically, "The British Isles are very connected with dragons. There are dragon legends all over the place, Wales has a dragon on his flag, and even the City of London has dragons on its coat of arms. I guess that I'm like this because dragons are also magical creatures and they would suit me more than any faerie would."

"Okay, so if I got this right," started America, "Then you are like this because a lot of faeries live in your country. That doesn't really make sense, since I'm sure that faeries live in other places too, and you seem to be the only nation affected by this."

"Can everyone stop calling them faeries!" yelled England, "The creatures that I'm talking about are not the type of faeries that you see in children's books and films. The fae are a dangerous race and many of them will do anything for their own entertainment. Of course, some of them are nice, but do any of you remember the old legends of the fae? Well, most of those legends are true."

"Well, know we know how you became like this, but why on earth didn't you tell us!" Norway said, angry that his friend hadn't trusted them enough to tell them his secret before they found out, "We're your friends, and you should have trusted us!"

"I'm sorry," whispered England, "But after last time, I 've become too afraid to tell anyone my secret. I... I just don't want anything bad to happen to the people I tell."

"What do you mean!" exclaimed America, "What bad things could happen to us now that we know your secret!"

"Germany, I'm scared." whimpered Italy, as he hid behind his german friend.

"Now that you've seen me, you will all be able to see magical creatures. I suppose that's not too bad, as you won't keep saying that I'm crazy anymore." England glared at America shortly before continuing, "Some of them can be dangerous, so I suggest that you keep a bit of iron with you at all times to help protect yourselves."

"But England," said China, "Won't you be hurt by the iron too, since you are partly a magical creature?"

"Yes, but as long as I don't touch it I'll be fine. You need to keep it with you to stay safe. It's not as if I want you to be safe because I like you guys," England yelled franticly, "It would just be a pain if you all got hurt, since I would have more work to do. It is all for my sake!" The other nations smiled at how England was denying that he cared for them. It was quite encouraging, because it showed that he was feeling better already, and acting more like usual.

"England, is there another reason why you did not want to tell us your secret." asked Russia, "It seems like something may have happened to people you told your secret to. Who were they, and what happened to them?"

"No!" screamed England, "I'm not going to tell you that."

"Please tell us, it may help us to make sure it doesn't happen again." pleaded Japan as he put his hand on England's shoulder comfortingly.

"Alright, I'll tell you what happened..."