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《America POV》

Beep Beep Beep

That was the first sound I hear as I wake up, I groaned and slammed my hand on the alarm clock breaking it. Well, Fuck. 

I then get up from bed, careful to not step on the clock's remains. I go to the bathroom and splash water on my face, Why did I wake up this early again? Oh, meeting with Russia. Why did he choose so early, why did I agree? Whatever. I wipe the water from my eyes and look into the mirror, I look my hair which is a complete mess and I am reminded that my hairbrush is my true best friend.

I then look at my eyes in the mirror, they may look beautiful but don't let looks fool you, they mean nothing good. Just then I feel a sharp pain radiating through my body, the pain started at my eyes. I stumble backwards due to pain, normally I could power through but this hurt like hell. 

Why is this happening to me?

?¿"Because you deserve it~" someone said behind me,

A"Where are you!" I yelled. I looked around me but saw no-one. Am I going insane? I looked up at the mirror, I look at it but I don't see me. I see a red country with a blue cross and stars, he has pitch black eyes, he was grinning. You could see all his sharp teeth, perfect for ripping someone's throat out.   My eyes widen as I recognize who they are. Who he is. 

A"What do you want?" I said, I tried to sound confedent but you could obviously hear the fear in my voice

?¿"You dead~"

I gasped as I saw him holding a knife to my throat. I looked at the mirror and all he was doing was grinning, he was enjoying this. Sick bastard. I ran out of the bathroom, covering my eyes. I couldn't care less if I fell, if it knocked me out at least I couldn't see him.

?"Is little America going to cry?" Another voice said teasingly, I looked up to see a red country with a yellow hammer and sickle in the upper left hand corner. He also has a ushanka on his head.

?"Recognize me?" he asked, although it didn't feel like a question, more like a tease.

My eyes widen as I recognize him, he smiles like he knows that I recognize him, it sends chills down my spine. I turn around and I see another red country with a white circle and a black symbol inside, he was also wearing an iron cross. He laughed when he saw me, you could see his razor sharp teeth, it creeped me out. I ran out of my room and into the living room where there was a girl sitting on my couch. She had a red dot and lines, she looked at me and drew her Katana. She then said,

?☢¿" Remember me? You should, seeing as how you killed me!" she yelled as she charged at me, I drew my gun and fired but it went straight through her.

?☢¿"I cant hit you dumbass. Im dead, a ghost. Becuase of you." she said venom dripping from every word. She then turned her back turned to me, she then walked out of my house. I look in my bedroom again, and I saw no one there. So I declared it safe and I went back inside, it was a mess. The smashed bits of a clock on the floor, in the bathroom there was a knife and my toothbrush on the floor, I must have hit it as I ran out of the bathroom, the flag in my room (it's an American flag) it had the words 'You will suffer' written on it with blood, That's kinda creepy. I sighed. I had a lot of work to do when I get home.

《Third person POV》

America walked over to his closet and picked out a dark blue suit, white undershirt and black tie. He grabbed his claw hair clip and puts his hair up in a ponytail with it, he decided to wear boots sense he was tired of being that much shorter than Russia. He then went into the kitchen and made breakfast, which was scrambled eggs. He checked his watch, 3:59 a.m. He had enough time to relax a bit and think through what just happened. Normally it would just be the red country with a blue cross and stars, but this time there were other's. 

America always knew that his eyes had an ability but he just hadn't known what, at first he thought it was the person you fear the most but with what just happened he started to doubt that theory. Thing is he wasn't scared of the other's, only of him. America brainstormed the other possibilities but none made sense, if he could see dead people he could see people like Prussia. But he can't, his eyes were also a different color than other's. Then it clicked,

America can see who he has killed. 




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America really has a problem with red countries,

Also sorry for not updating, my parent's took away my electronics sense I had an 'attitude' when I talked to them, and yes, they blamed it on the electronics.

Red country with a blue cross and stars = him. (his real name begins with a C, but I think you guys know that)

Also black eyes go to dead countries so Soviet would have black eyes, even though he had amber eyes when he was alive.

I also did a little research in color's and what they symbolize and that's why I chose the color's that I chose (no, I won't tell you guys yet but I might write a lot of chapter's as an apology for my absence. So you might figure it out soon!)

Thank you to those who continue to read! ♡

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