The Boston Massacre

-Third's Pov-

 March 5, 1770

America: Why...Why couldn't you leave us alone?!

England stared in shock. America's voice trembling with emotion. His thin cheeks reddened with anger.

America: God, why can't you just leave us alone?!!!

Something must've happened during the battle, England remembered seeing violence from the corner of his eyes. Just as he turned around, he saw a young soldier tumbled to the ground, clutching a wound from a gunshot.

No...wait...That soldier was a girl...

America was holding her and he was crying?!

England: (Oh God...)

America: Boston!!! BOSTON!!!!

It was right in front of him...America was no longer showing that rebel face that frustrated England so much. England could only see his ex-brother sprawled on the ground crying his eyes out for the girl. He whirled around towards his soldiers about to demand who dared hurt America's friend, until he glanced down at his own rifle.

It was still smoking from the gunfire.

Oh...

Oh God...

No...

England had nearly dropped his weapon in shock when he stared in realization.

He shot the girl...

He shot Boston...

And it wasn't just any ordinary girl...

This girl was America's daughter.

England: (Oh Bloody Hell...What have I done?!)

America: You...You killed her.

England: A-America...I'm so sorry...I...

But he couldn't say nothing else as the next words America had said to him will make him carry an amount of guilt for the rest of his life.

America: I'LL NEVER FORGIVE YOU!!!!

-End Flashback-

Alaska: After that...The relationship between them was tense. Papa told me all about who Boston was since I was never able to meet her. The only states who were able to meet her were the thirteen colonies, she almost would've became a state if England didn't kill her...

Russia:...I see...(No wonder their relationship was rocky and here I thought it was just about the revolution.)

Alaska: Neither of the other states forgave England either. New York and Texas would sometimes try to kill him. He deserves it.

Russia wanted to agree but he let Alaska continue.

Alaska: After that...It seem after an 100 years England forgot about all what happend and went back to being an huge snooby jerk to Papa. Dad tried to pretend as well but he still can't forgive England for what he did to Boston.

Russia: What about you?

Alaska: Me?

Alaska wonder what did he had to do with all of this.

Russia: How do you feel about all of this.

Alaska: To be honest...Angry. Because England took away a sister I never got an chance to meet. All because he couldn't accept America getting independence. Selfish Asshole. That's how I feel! Besides...Dad told me much about Boston. She was beautiful. He sometimes said I kinda remind him of her. Except that she acted more heroic like him. She wouldn't take shit from anybody. But sadly...All that pride led to her downfall...

Russia:....

Alaska: Well now you know...Please. Do not call me again.

Alaska hung up after that.

Russia had no idea...He had no idea America had went through so much. Majority of it was England's fault because he couldn't accept America for who he is.

Russia knew he had to go find America.

Maybe the next time they meet...

He'll try to settle things between them both...

Along was Alaska as well...

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