I took a walk around the world
To ease my troubled mind
I left my body lying somewhere
In the sands of time
But I watched the world float
To the dark side of the moon
I feel there is nothing I can do, yeah
I watched the world float
To the dark side of the moon
After all I knew it had to be
Something to do with you
I really don't mind what happens now and then
As long as you'll be my friend at the end
If I go crazy then will you still
Call me Superman
If I'm alive and well, will you be
There a-holding my hand
I'll keep you by my side
With my superhuman might
Kryptonite
You called me strong, you called me weak,
But still your secrets I will keep
You took for granted all the times
I never let you down
You stumbled in and bumped your head,
If not for me then you'd be dead
I picked you up and put you back on solid ground
*****
Everyone was rounded up in the library and the room was quiet. No one knew what to say. What do you say when your trapped in a house and someone was just killed?
"Has anyone seen it?" England asked quietly
Everyone shook their heads.
"Then I'll go find it and kill it!" America stood up and smiled slamming his hand down on the table.
"America, don't be stupid... You can't-"
"Of course I can I'm the hero!" And with that he ran off out into the hall way.
"America-San!" Japan called standing up
"Dude, it's alright, I got my gun!"
"Have." England corrected "you HAVE your gun"
America rolled his eyes and walked out closing the door behind him.
"I'll go get him, the rest of you figure out a plan" England sighed getting up and walking out into the hall after America.
****
England spent the next twenty minutes trying to locate America, but with no luck he began to wonder if that thing had gotten his brother too. Suddenly as he turned the corner he was grabbed and pulled to the ground.
"Shh" America hissed. he held his gun tightly in one hand and the sleeve of England's jacket in the other. His breathing was deep, like he had been running and blood covered the left side of his jacket.
"A-Ameria...." England tore off part of his sleeve and held it to the cut on his brothers side. America stayed tense for a few more seconds then sat back against the wall and let England try to wrap the room.
"I couldent kill it" America laughed "I could barely land a hit on it, and even when I did my bullets did nothing"
England nodded "didn't I tell you not to go after it?"
"Yeah"
England sighed, even after all these years America was still the same. sure he had gotten taller... a lot taller and a lot more powerful. But he still thought he could do anything, and while that was a good quality to have it could also get him in a lot of trouble.
America closed his eyes and rested his head against the wall. The wound wasn't large enough to kill him so England didn't stop him. He sat there thinking of that monster, there had been evidence that Italy had managed to get a hit on it, but with what? Italy didn't have a weapon on him, did he?
"Hey" America mumbled not opening his eyes "you know, Italy landed a hit"
"Did he now?" England asked
America nodded and it was quiet again. Suddenly there was a loud bang and both countries we're on their feet. The footsteps echoed down the hallway America placed his finger on his gun ready to shoot and England pulled out his sword. The thing turned and looked at them, the light glinted off its red eyes, and it charged. It darted down the hall directly at England who held out his sword and braced himself. But the hit never came. When he opened his eyes it was gone and only America stood infront of him, his back faceing England. There was a cough and blood splattered on the floor. It was then that England noticed the cracked blood- stained glasses on the floor. America fell to his knees and England rushed to catch him. Three deep claw marks dug into Americas chest, he dident even have a chance. he was dead by the time he fell into Englands arms
