America the Mysterious (United States of America #1.5)

Wrath of a Mother

The temptation to punch herself was so strong right now.

Iowa knew it was a bad idea to go out at night to get groceries, but they were out of eggs for omelets and a few of her brothers had asked for them in the morning! Besides, it wasn't like she was going to go alone to the grocery store anyway; Wisconsin and their mother were accompanying them, so Iowa thought they would at least be safe with the latter around.

But who was she kidding? That wasn't going to stop danger from coming along!

Anyway, they had been on their way home (which happened to be one of America's mansions out in the woods), when they spotted some girls by a fire-pit, laughing and telling crude jokes to one another.

They were taking about "fucking another hot guy" and some other vulgar content. Wisconsin and Iowa started to shiver with disgust, but America paid no attention to the girls as they continued to walk home.

"Hey!" Aw, fuck.

The women turned around to face the girls, who were now looking at them like they were a piece of meat. Iowa heard her twin's beaver, Yuri, start to hiss, but it was so quiet you could barely hear it.

"Yes?" America acknowledged, her tone devoid of any emotion as she urged the girls behind her. The twins didn't fight her.

"You're the woman living in that house down the road, right?" The lead girl, who had disgusting fake bleached hair, fake tan skin, and clothing that showed off her butt and cleavage smirked with an arrogance that Iowa and Wisconsin wanted to wipe from her face.

Though, had their mother felt the same, she wasn't showing it right now. "I am."

The girl placed a finger on her chin, as if she were thinking of something else to say, before smiling even bigger at America. "Ah, so you're that whore who cares for 51 kids!"

Iowa was about to lash out at the bitch, but America's tight grip on her shoulder subdued her.

"And I believe my family life is not your concern little girl," the older woman stated. She then turned around. "Come on girls."

Thankful beyond all else, the twins moved to follow their mother, but Iowa felt her heart literally stop when she heard Wisconsin cry out. One of the girls had grabbed her and pulled her to her fake bosom, placing a knife too close to her throat. Yuri was forced out of her owner's arms, and she hissed in rage, but she couldn't do anything because she had been kicked to a tree.

"You bitch!" Iowa shrieked, moving towards her twin's captor, but she too was grabbed, and she felt something hard and painfully blunt whip across her face, sending her to the ground. Groaning, she froze when she felt the barrel of a gun press against her scalp.

"Ah ah ah," the leader tsked with that horrendous smirk of hers. "No need to get reckless now. We're just going to offer a proposal to you. Give us your house, and we'll let these two go without too much injury. After all, we think you can go without two of your many children."

Wisconsin cried out as the girl handling her attempted to rip her clothes off, and she was trying in vain to keep her clothes attached to her. Iowa tried to go to her twin, but the barrel of the gun hit her once more, knocking her out momentarily.

"What's this?" The various scars of Wisconsin's form clearly repulsed the girls, and they pushed Wisconsin to the next girl, who spit on her. Wisconsin whimpered, unable to keep herself from crying.

The leader went to her, smiling at her pain. "Oh are you going to cry ugly bitch? Well don't start, 'cause that's not going to fucking help you here!" She then moved to slap the state.