Chapter 2 :The Undead

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~Canada's POV~
As I searched the forest America, I was suddenly interuped when I heard a loud scream. Was it Russsia?
I ran towards the direction in heard the scream looks like the others did to. When I got there my heart suck. What I sawyer was America dead up against a tree. Half of America said face was rotting off and you could see the bones on his right hand. I stared at what was my now dead brother tears dolling down my face.
"THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT RUSSIA. IF YOU DIDN'T KICK HIM HE WOULD NOT HAVEN RAN AWAY" I shouted at Russia turning back and running out of the forset I didn't want to see my brother like this.

~Russia's POV~
Everyone stared at me when Canada said that. I hated to admit it's bit it was true. It was was my fault America is dead. I stared at the American tears now rolling down my face.

~5 days later~
Its been five days since America's death. We had a funeral for him,poor Canada it was all my fault America was dead why was I so stupid. I was lying down on my couch, bottle of vodka in my hand thinking a bout however it was was all my fault, but one though never left much mind. Who killed America. Its obvious that it wasn't a bear. Did someone murder me America. "Heh if only America washed here to tell us how he died" I joked to myself.

~Narrators POV~
"ugh what why the hell is it so dark what time is it" America said as he hit the his head of something. "What the-
Why is the roof so low down. Where am I" America said as he lifted the lid open. The moon light shined in his eyes. "wa.. Wa why was I in a coffin. I'm not dead" America joked but soon looked down and seen his hand. It was of a skeleton hand and his chest with a 3 large wounds. "wait am I dead. How who-" America cut himself of. "that person he did this. Shit who was it again I can't rember" America waste in deep thought when suddenly he seen a figure heading this way. "he must be here to fill in my grave" (America's grave wasn't filled in yet k) America said to himself as he closed the coffin and ran out of the grave yard.

~America's POV~
Shit who can I go to. Everyone would better asleep right now. God I can't believe I'm about to say this but maybe Russia. He always stays up late. Its going to be weird for him to see me like this but what else can I say do.

I quickly ran to Russia's house not wanting to get caught. I looked inside his window and found Russia crying on his couch. What a was he crying about was it me?

I knocked on the Russia's door hoping he wouldn't freak out when he seen me. Russia slowly opened the door and...

That's going to end it for know UwU cliffhanger I'm going to try and update everyday that's if school and shit don't get in the way 545 words yeet
K baii

~Soda

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