SURPRISE!!!!!!!! IT'S THE MOMENT YOU ALL HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR!!!!!

THE CORE!!!!

Now understand that I debated for a long time whether to make this another sad ending or a happy ending. But, I did choose in the end. Let me know if you want an epilogue chapter! *Cackles evilly*

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All the nations saw a white glow surrounding them, a strong breeze picking up as England's and Norway's hands glowed. The two looked up at the same time, their eyes turning completely white and glowing.

"Tak sami gor jut, kig pol numa de ra sama! Fala murt pija tor nimu! Maska, Maska, Maska!"

(total bullshit just so you all know, so don't even bother with translate lol)

The wind picked up, and the white glow got brighter through the broken windows. Until finally, cracking could be heard. The other nations looked around them, clutching each other's hands tighter as the room was beginning to dissolve into white cracks. Finally, a shatter rang through the entire room as the meeting hall exploded into white nothingness.

The wind died down, and the nations were in a state of limbo. England and Norway collapsed, out of breath and sweating from the powerful spell. France and Spain helped up England while Iceland and Finland helped up Norway. Italy and Romano had both been frightened by the power of the spell, and both were clinging to each other. Germany was holding onto Hungary, whose legs were wobbly. Prussia and Canada had clutched each other close, not wanting to look at the blank surroundings. Ukraine and Belarus had latched onto Russia, and the Baltics held each other close. China and Japan were still shaking a bit.

"Where are we?" Latvia asked, looking around. The land was white and empty, their voices echoing off its dormant space. Denmark walked around, trying to feel for a wall or something. Sweden and Japan did the same. England finally caught his breath, taking in the background.

"It would seem we are in some kind of limbo. But, I do not understand! The spell was supposed to show us Alfred's core!" England yelled, angry and confused. That's when they heard a feminine chuckle.

"Tsk, tsk. You were always so impatient Arthur. The spell only took you so far, as I stopped you from reaching it"

"That... voice..." Canada whispered, tearing up. The voice he heard in his happiest memories, in his most pleasant dreams, and in his most horrifying nightmare. "Mama?"

A figure appeared in front of them, a beautiful woman. She had the deepest caramel tan that would put Brazilian's to shame. Her ebony hair was down to her butt, flowing like there was wind in the air. Her eyes were deep chocolate, with speckles of forest green. Her figure was flawless: she was six foot tall, had a large bosom, wide hips, thick thighs, muscular arms, and a sculpted face. Her dress was white buckskin, with gorgeous blue and red beads lacing the collar. It covered up to her mid calf, with a leather belt tying it off at the waist. She had on furry white moccasins and a feather headband. Canada began to cry, slowly letting go of Gilbert. The other nations shared glances, wondering who was the gorgeous woman. China feelings a sense of familiarity, while the Nordics simply nodded to her.

"Come here Kanata. Do not cry," she opened her arms, a warm smile gracing her face. Canada felt more hot tears sting his shimmering amethyst eyes. Running to her, he smiled.

"Mama!!!" he yelled before hugging his mother tightly around the waist, "Mama! Oh, Mama, I missed you!" Canada nuzzled his face into the nip of her neck, taking in her smell of fresh and clean river water and wildflowers.

"You all must know who I am now. My name is Catori or Star Angel. I am Native America, the mother of Canada and America. I have brought you all here, as all of you have a great influence on Maska. Especially you, Mr. Russia" Native America was so calm and tranquil, it was scary. They all wondered where Alfred got his loud fighter spirit from.

"Vhy are ve here? Zere is no core!" Prussia yelped, causing Native America to frown.

"Catori, please. We must help 'im!" France begged. He felt awful about all the things he did, he had to prove it to Alfred.

"Hai! Ms. Catori we must herp America-san! He is our reader!" (That's Japan speaking so he actually says 'leader' but his accent made it 'reader')

Catori's face dropped, making the others panic.

"Alfred needs us! The book said so!" Belarus snapped.

"We have to help Mr. America!" Estonia added.

"This is his core, well. The outer layer of it" Catori said quietly, she then finally let go of Canada, "I will need you all to follow my instructions very carefully. Upsetting the balance of Alfred's core will severely damage his psyche. My son is already broken, so you must handle his core with care. Are we clear?" Catori's assertive gaze made everyone gulp.

"Crystal!" they all shouted at once. Catori guided them through the empty white space until coming upon a door. If you could even call it that. It was a door frame with a handle, but that's it. Catori put her hand on the knob but quickly took it off.

"Let me pair you all up, we may all enter at once. But we can not approach him all together or he'll begin to panic" Catori began the pairings.

Russia and Canada

Prussia and Denmark

Finland and Sweden

Norway and Iceland

Romano and Spain

Italy and Germany

Japan and China

Hungary and Ukraine

Belarus and Lithuania

Latvia and Estonia

England and France.

Now in their pairs, Catori grasped the cool handle once again.

"Prepare yourselves, it is not a pretty sight," she said gravely, the others nodding and gulping. She opened the door slowly, so it made no noise. The room was black except for a white glow in the middle. There was a shaking, skeletal body sitting in the fetal position. The body was boney and clearly cold, scars appearing on his sides every so often. The figure was all white, much like the background was. Some larger scars pulsed, and it looked as if the figure was in despair. She motioned for the other nations to be silent as she stepped forward. "Maska, I returned! Just like I promised!"

The figure stood up and turned with a smile, a bright yellow light flickering from his white glow. When he turned, the nations' heart shattered. This figure. This skinny, broken, scarred, silent figure was Alfred! He had the same colored eyes, but they were empty. He had the same ahoge in his hair, but it was droopy. He had the same smile, but it was clearly broken and strained. This was how Alfred really felt.

"I brought some friends this time, the first pair may step forward," Catori said softly, as to not frighten Alfred. Russia and Canada stepped forward, Alfred's light switching from yellow to bright pink. Alfred ran into Ivan's arms, the tall Russian swinging him around in a tight hug. Ivan kissed Alfred's temple as Alfred let go and hugged Canada. But still, no sounds came from Alfred.

"Why does he not speak? Why are there colors?" Russia asked while Alfred was busy with Matthew. Catori sadly smiled and gazed at Alfred.

"He is afraid to speak, he uses the colors to show emotion. Yellow means he's happy, and pink means he loves you. They are colors I rarely see, I am glad I chose you two to come up first. The second pair, please come forward" Prussia and Denmark stepped forward, Alfred flickering from yellow to orange. He hugged the two, who grasped him close, "he is happy and excited to see you two, next pair" Finland and Sweden stepped forward, Alfred turning red and yellow and orange, "he loves you both as parents, is happy, and excited" this continued for a while. Some got other colors like Japan, who received a green aura. This meant happiness and envy, as Japan had bought the newest video game before the meeting. Japan then offered to play it with him once he sees him, to which Alfred replied with a bright smile and yellow light.

It was time for England and France, who were both scared. When they stepped out, Alfred aura was plain. He didn't make a noise and didn't even move. He looked England in the eyes, seeing England about to cry. He then gazed at France and saw the same unsprung tears. America's aura began to turn purple and he shook uncontrollably. The others were panicking.

"What does purple mean, aru?!" China asked frantically while fussing about. Catori frowned.

"Fear, he's scared and anxious" Catori explained, but soon the entire world around them began to crack. 

"You're not strong enough!" "Do better!" "You're worthless!" "You're a failure!" "Nobody would care if you died!" "You're all alone!" "You're nothing!" "You're a burden!" "Fat!" "Ugly!" "Stupid!" "Greedy!" "Nothing!"

Each word and phrase made the world crumble more, Alfred covering his ears and crying. The world kept cracking, more and more. The floor began to fall out from underneath the others.

Before Alfred could completely break, France charged and hugged the shaking figure.

"Alfred! My little Amerique! Please forgive me! I 'ave been 'orrible to jou! Please Alfred, please don't fear me! I'm begging Alfred! I'm begging for jour forgiveness! Please, Alfred!" France cried into Alfred's neck, and suddenly the world froze. The purple aura faded to one of blue, then to one of gray. The floor began to mend itself, but Alfred was rigid and still.

"He's sad and confused. Explain further why you are apologizing, but gently" Catori explained. France nodded, gently cupping America's sunk in cheeks. He gazed into America's empty orbs, smiling softly.

"Amerique, jou 'ave done everything for me. I yelled and blamed jou for so much, even went as far as to physically 'arm jou. But, jou never left me. Jour support was always there, and I never appreciated it. Please Alfred, can you forgive an old nation with a blinded 'eart?" France let a tear slip, that's when he noticed this Alfred was shorter than him. His tears dripped onto America's cheeks, a soft smile grazing his face. Alfred held France's hands on his face, smiling softly and nodding. France then began to pepper Alfred's face with kisses, the aura turning bright yellow. Some of the scars Alfred had faded at that moment. He then looked nervously to Arthur, holding out his hand. Arthur happily took it and pulled Alfred into a tight hug.

"I am so proud of you Alfred. Not even words can capture how much pride I feel when I look at you. You are so strong Alfred, never forget that" Arthur said softly. Alfred's body began to grow, no longer with bones showing and he was once again taller than his father nations. The other nations finally caught on, and Catori smiled.

"We love you Alfred, aru!" China yelled happily.

"You mean a lot to us, Mr. America!" Latvia yelped.

"Jour smile is so awesome!" Prussia screamed.

"You're my best friend!" Denmark shouted.

"You make us proud Alfie!" Sweden and Finland added.

"America-san! You're amazing!"

"Jou are an amazing hugger!" the other nations looked at Germany, "vhat? He is"

"Ve! You have pretty eyes America!"

"I like cooking with you, burger bastard!"

"You have the best laugh!" Belarus exclaimed.

"Nino! I love your jokes!"

"You're a caring person!" Norway wailed.

"You have a gorgeous body!" Iceland smiled as he shouted.

"You are super smart Mr. America!" Estonia screeched.

"You are a generous host!" Lithuania howled.

"You're a phenomenal father!" Hungary squealed.

"You're a kind brother!" Canada shrieked.

"You are a perfect husband!" Russia screamed.

"You have such a bright future!" England yelped.

"You are an amazing person!" France yelled.

"We love you America!!!" they all shouted at once. Alfred's aura turned bright yellow as his scars began to disappear. His body returned to its muscular figure, and he sealed his eyes before smiling brightly. His eyes sprung open, and life returned to his electric blue eyes. He still didn't utter a word, but it was clear he was changed. Catori smiled at the new figure standing before her. The other nations looked at Alfred, all of them smiling.

"You all have done well. Now, you may return" Catori said softly, bowing her head. The world around them glowed, and soon enough they were back in the meeting hall. They all looked around, seeing the windows returned to normal with the glass there. Outside birds were chirping, cars were honking, and the world was alive again. All the nations saw the book was gone, but a single note remained. France picked it up.

"Nations,

You have healed the scars on my Maska and I thank you for it. You have done the right thing, and I am happy to say that he is no longer depressed. He still needs to heal some, but that it is only natural. He and his kids are playing at their hidden valley mansion in North Dakota. Russia and the Nordics are aware of how to get there. But remember the rules, and keep a positive attitude. Alfred doesn't know about this, nor does he really know how his core's new attitude came about. Please, be happy.

My only wish is that my children remain happy,

Catori

By the way, I also want you all aware that Russia and Alfred fuck like rabbits. So, if you go downstairs for a cup of water and find them there, do not be so surprised."

"Russia you indecent whore!!! I'm going to gut you like a damn swordfish!" Finland yelled, pulling out his pistol. Feeling his blood run cold, Russia booked from the meeting room. The rest of the nations ran after him, except for Denmark, Prussia, and Latvia.

"Do you think he's going to be ok?" Latvia asked, earning a chuckle from the two awesome buddies.

"Let's just pray Finland doesn't get his hands on him" just as Denmark finished the sentence, there was a girly screech, "nevermind"

Thus, the nations of the world were made aware of Alfred's secrets. They had not only a nicer attitude but a better view and a lot more respect. Russia ended up having his dick chopped off again, not that anyone was nearly surprised. However, there still was one thing.

How did they all react to meeting his kids?