The Storm [DISCONTINUED]

{STORY DISCONTINUED and I'm probably never gonna finish it whoops}

The world is ending, obviously.

America never really paid attention to the news, only Good Morning America, of course, but when the flooding and crippling storms started in the south and worked their way to D.C., he got nervous.

There were warnings, scientists predicted the amount of blah, blah, science, science, random crap, big words. . .

World catastrophe. The Storm.

Bunkers and shelters were built, supplies were stocked, factories and farmers worked around the clock before the Storm could hit them. One might think the United States was prepping for war, and in a way, they were. They had to fight for their lives.

Alfred is alone in a bunker, panicking for his people and brothers and the rest of the countries like Japan and Germany. He hears a distant muffled sound above the howling winds, a frightened little boy sits in the corner with an old stuffed bunny sucking his thumb. No one notices him.

How is America supposed to protect hundreds of people and himself against a storm that could kill people in a number of ways? And now a kid had moved him to become his caretaker.

When Alfred became independent from England, France had muttered to him that he didn't know the pain of raising a child then losing it. But know, he assumes that he may just learn.

((All Characters to their rightful owners. Hetalia belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya))