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Destroy my Spirit	By : 1stakugirl Category: +G to L > Hetalia: Axis Powers Views: 2261 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Destroy my Spirit
- 2-Aftermath
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Canada arrived at the place he had been told to come and entered an open door. He felt around for a switch and found it, flicking it on. The red and white filling his vision made him wish he hadn’t as he ran forwards to lift his sister up. He looked into glazed blue eyes and tried not to notice the tenseness of her shoulders when he picked her up and cradled her close. He pretended not to see her nakedness, nor the condemning words written on her body. Instead, he tried to comfort her and figure out what to do about the nations- for no mere human could force his sister like this- who had done such an unforgivable thing to a nation who is little more than a child in the grand scheme of things.

She didn’t say a word to him… didn’t even acknowledge his existence. It was like he wasn’t even there. He was used to being ignored or forgotten by nations, but even America? She had often stopped talking to him when one of the more forceful nations drew her attention, but she had always come back to him. They were siblings, closer than any other. Even if sometimes he wanted to staple her mouth shut. But this… This was so wrong. He took off his sweater and carefully bundled her in the warm red fabric, hoping she would speak to him.

“Allie…” he whispered the nickname softly, but she still didn’t respond. He lifted her in his arms, holding her close as he pulled out a cell phone. There was a soft whimper of fear and he looked down to see her staring at his flip phone with wide, frightened eyes. He closed it and she breathed a soft sigh of relief. The soft sigh made him cringe and he lifted her in his arms. He was careful as he carried her out, trying not to show how uncomfortable he was at the feeling of a fluid sliding across the arm holding her up. He loved his sister, but he had no idea what to do when she was so fragile and broken. Even the trauma of being attacked without warning hadn’t caused this sort of reaction. It was like… Something inside her wasn’t there anymore.

He bit his lip, realizing that he had just contaminated the scene. He pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead and withdrew to give his friend Cuba a call. There may be no love lost between them, but this was beyond rivalry and old grudges. Or was it? He hesitated, closing his phone and holding it to his mouth. He didn’t know who to trust with this. Not when so many held a grudge and even her closest friends were pulling away and leaving her. He had to do something though. He sighed and dialed the emergency number and her embassy, hoping that they would believe that he wouldn’t harm her like this. Though there was really nothing he could do if they did. Their bodies weren’t entirely human and blood relation only went so far.

He managed to convince them to let him stay with her as the people collected evidence, wincing at the damage done to her body and wanting nothing more than to find those people who had hurt his twin and kill them all. There was a reason Germans had feared him and the KGB could never steal his things. He would find out who did this and punish them. They would suffer for what they did to his sister. He would make sure of it. They had torn her open and left her there after the torture. If it weren’t for a rather strange text he had received, he would never have known about what had happened to her. But even though someone had found a conscience, he would not forgive them for this.

It was a long ride back to the Americas. He had managed to get on the jet sent to bring the injured representative home, sitting with her while they flew. She still hadn’t said a thing to him or any of her people, nor had she even responded to anything they did. It was scary the damage done to her, but there was nothing they could do. She wouldn’t let anyone in. Canada went to see her boss, giving him just a bare explanation, offering to let her hid in one of his hospitals, promising to allow CIA and NSA and all the other acronymic agencies to come, though he stipulated that they had to be plain-clothed. He also demanded a thorough background check. He also stipulated that the best were people from native tribes or who could trace their lineage back through several generations of being American. The more diluted their blood from the first immigrant the better. Some of them would still have ties to their ancestors and the first nation, but at least this would make sure they were loyal to their home.

Allison Williams was checked into a hospital specializing in rape victims. Her older brother had some sort of government job, but he came to visit her every day. The poor girl never said a word, nor did she react to anything outside as her body slowly began to waste away. She didn’t eat and she didn’t move, so her muscles were atrophying. The nurses did their best, but the girl had shut herself off. Eventually they had to give her nutrients intravenously. As terrible as it was, they were both excited and disheartened to find that she flinched and her brow furrowed in discomfort. But then she relaxed again, still as ever.

A few days later, a doctor pulled Matthew aside and told him the bad news. She was pregnant. Only one child, but it was most likely one of the men who was the father. The doctor apologized for being the bearer of bad news and left Matthew alone to his thoughts. His first impulse was to demand they remove the child. But… It was not the child’s fault. He went to his sister’s room and held her hand, wanting to be there when she finally withdrew from the place she had hidden herself. He wanted his loud airheaded little sister back.
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