Bad Blood

Chapter Three

It seemed that this dead air consumed the now empty room America was in. He sat in his black leather chair and leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table as he clutched his hands together. His eyes were closed, to take in this peaceful sound. This blackout of resonance. 

His eyes slowly opened as he heard the door click open softly. He released a soft blow before answering clearly, " I ordered to not be disturbed right now-"

"Heh, I see that you finally did it." The voice grinned.

America slowly raised his faded blue eyes and recognized the figure standing before him. He straightened up and clicked his tongue. " Tch. When did you get here?"

The man removed his gloves to reveal his rather palish tanned hands that had never seen the light of day. His boots clicked on the floor as he held his head high and stopped by America. " My boss wanted to make a trip. So I thought I would come to visit my newest friend." 

America stared icily at the man. " Friends? don't say something so repugnant." 

The man leered at America with his lifeless eyes that could only see evil, "But you sent all of your friends away. You isolated yourself. Of course I am your Friend."

America looked away clenching his jaw whilst he gripped his hands to hold back his vulnerability. " Say what you will, but I will never acknowledge it. Im Hyung Soo."

He leaned in close, pushing America back in his chair and gripped his jaw, slowly lifting it up and leered. " You don't get a choice. That's an order." 

In the hall you could hear people yelling and shouting orders while the television in a break room let the news anchors tell of such crisis news. Some pleading and some were crying.

" I-It is official....the United States Of America....has turned and joined...the Communist revolution....we are now....being joined with....Hic...." The man sobbed before he was hit in the head, a Korean man wearing an army uniform pushed the news anchor out of the way. His smile spread across his lips as he spoke the words of his deathly hollowed orders. 

" Welcome us. We welcome you. Changes will be made by your New Prime Minister...should there be those against the new government....they will be killed." 

Alfred could feel his heart beat rapidly for the people of his country, slowly fade. The darkness in his heart and mind seemed to engulf it...and make it still and silent. The first chain to lock around his soul. Freedom.

( Still more to come I promise! sorry it's short but there is a purpose for it.)