Young and Reckless (Hetalia Fanfic)

Ch.27

"What?!" All four of them yelled.

"H-He cant die from an over dose!? He is a country!" France yelled. I glared at him, and his face instantly fell. I just want to punch him repetitively...

"This doesn't make sense, America explain." Norway stated, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Well, the doctor said he found a virus.....a magic virus thing.." As i said that, Norway's eyes widened a bit, but his face still remained expressionless.

"Norway, you should know something about this right?" Denmark asked.

"Ja, don't jou do magic as well?" Norway glanced at Prussia, then to the floor.

"W-well, yeah.." He stuttered. He had a hit of nervousness in his voice. But why would he be nervous?

"Whats wrong? You can fix him right?" I asked. He kept his eyes to the floor, fiddling with his cape thing. What is that anyway? A cape? 

"I-I can try..."

"Try?" I asked, mainly to myself. "Please, Norway, your good with magic!"

"He is the strongest magic user!" Denmark declared with a smile. Norway smacked his stomach making Denmark groan and glare.

"Please.." France begged. I looked at him intently, maybe he does care? No! He is a lying son of-

"I will give it a try!" Norway spat, pacing over to England. His sudden anger making everyone flinch.

"Are you okay Norge?" Denmark asked.

"Just fucking dandy!" Norway replayed back, standing beside England's bed. He hesitantly placing his hand on the unconscious Brits head and closed his eyes.

I sent Denmark a questionable glance, wondering why Norway was suddenly cursing and showing anger.....Did he know something?

Norway P.O.V.

After i closed my eyes, i took a deep breath and let my magic do its stuff. England was radiating a bad magic indeed, it was strong....mater of fact, it was really strong.

I flinched as his magic touched my figure tips. Our magic isn't seen when in such small quantities, but the pain his was giving me was to strong for normal magic. I could feel it pushing my magic back, making its way up my arm. I couldn't open my eyes, i was afraid. For once...I-I was feeling fear. I am scared of England.

A slight ringing in my ears started to get louder as my arm that was touching England became numb. I clenched my jaw, focusing on my magic. I had to give England some of mine to help fight off the bad magic, but it was fighting me. I couldn't hear anything but my heart beat and my breathing. My whole body was numb as the dark magic reached my neck, i let out a small gasp as the pain spread. My magic is nothing compared to this. England wasn't even trying, its like the magic has its own mind, that's what scared me.

I have to stop, its not working, but i cant. Its like i was paralyzed. I tried to move my hand but it wouldn't move. I began to shake, fear filling me.....i cant....

"NORGE!"

I gasp, my eyes snapping open as i flung onto the floor by a strong force. As soon as i hit the floor the air from my lungs vanished.

"Norge!?"

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Yay! Im not dead! Sorry it took so long!!! I have had a large writters block........ But im back!

Whoop whoop!

Oh and sorry about Norway.... he is about to play a major part....

Muhahahahaha

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