Corrupted (DISCONTINUED)

Chapt. 3 - Little Bastard

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I walked down the usual path towards the world meeting. Watched the people pass by either walking pets, going to work, morning errands, or just playing around. I've been able to get some rest after cleaning yesterday, finally. I left 35 minutes earlier than I usually do, that better be good enough to them.

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I tapped my finger along the cold wood of the table, silently and patiently waiting for the other nations. Slowly, one by one they would come. And their expressions would always be the same; confused and surprised. They would even ask the same question and my answer would always be the same as well: "Because I wanted too! I'm the hero anyways!"

They thought it was a very stupid answer and never really paid any attention to it at all.

Idiots, never learn now do they? I seriously need to take over you someday.

I shook my head a bit, a little heads up to that thing to shut it. What is that voice? Well, it's the negativity in your mind. It feeds on the hate and anger in you. It can even drive you to the edge and piss you off. Your anger fills to the brim, but you've fallen for its trap. Your giving it all it wanted, making it stronger and can make you go insane. It pulls your strings and becomes your puppeteer.

The purpose of this facade is to hide you and what other monsters lay inside of me. I told myself mentally, hoping it heard my response.

You're an idiot, even without the facade. Just let me guide you and you'll have all you desire. Wanting praise and seeing other nations suffer. You think I don't know, well I do. I even heard you taunting and laughing at France inside your head for losing Joan of Arc when you first heard the story. Or maybe when you won independence, you really kept the insults and flaws about England in you. I'm surpised. Or how abo-

"Look I've had enough of your 'taunts!' Just shut up and let me concentrate!!" I murmured, through gritted teeth. "U-uh, um... what was that lad?" I turned over at England, who was a bit startled. I looked around the room and noticed nobody else heard me but him. At least it was just one country that heard, I wouldn't want them to think I'm insane.

I suddenly smiled again, "Oh nothing! Just thinking about another line for my new Marvel comic book coming out this year." I looked at them innocently, "Well, since I'm done day dreaming and everyone is here, let's start the meeting as usual!"

They looked at each other but slowly nodded. I turned towards Germany and asked, "Hey Germany? Is it all right if you run this meeting for today?" Germany stared wide-eye at me. He knew for sure that I loved attention, and never in a million years did he expect me to move the spotlight.

"America, this meeting is held in your country, therefore you're the one holding this meeting." Germany said sternly. "Hmm, well I just don't really feel like it, besides, my ideas are stupid anyways! You're like the smartest one here dude, just run the meeting!" I grinned.

Idiot you have your papers in your pocket, you should just say your speech and surprise everybody!! You need to get your butt up there and do something!!

YES I HAVE MY PAPERS IN MY POCKET, BUT THAT ISN'T MY PRIORITY. I'M NOT IN THE MOOD TO RUN THIS MEETING RIGHT NOW. ESPECIALLY WHEN YOU'RE HERE TO BOTHER ME!

YOU RETARD THEY KNOW SOMETHING IS UP.

I KNOW THAT THANK YOU VERY MUCH. THEY SEE WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME BUT DON'T GET A CLUE OF WHAT'S HAPPENING. NOW SHUT UP AND LET ME THINK IN PEACE.

I shook vigorously and stood up. "I'll be back, just need a little fresh air." I muttered. I speed walked towards the door and out the meeting room, not bothering with the calls behind me. I went down the stairs instead of the elevator, and ran into the lobby. I passed by several guards, workers, other business men, and guests. I walked straight out of the building, feeling the slightly cold air kiss my skin.

(It's Christmas in a few months :3)

What's wrong with me lately. Stupid little nub won't shut up, my boss won't give me a break, the countries.... aren't really bothering me, yet.... and the grand finale is all the stress my body is filled with.

I let out a deep sigh and run my hand through my hair. This is ridiculous. I don't think I even reached my 400th year birthday yet. England wasn't lying when he said being a country was hard.

I stopped my thoughts and turned towards the big glass doors. I can't just leave a world meeting because I'm hearing voices. This is my work, so I need to pull myself together and think straight. No matter what happens, whether I snap or go insane, I need to finish my job.

Because you know I'll keep telling you about it.

I ignored the 'thing' and walked into the building. Pull it together America, you can do it.