-Canada's Pov-

I sat in the living room with Gilbert and Kumajirou wondering where everyone else was.

Gilbert knew where his brother and Italy was. They were together in the kitchen cooking pasta and kuchen.

But where was everyone else...More importantly, where's Alfred...

Prussia: Something wrong Birdie?

Me:...Y-Yeah. For some reason. I have a sick feeling to my stomach that something is wrong...And it has something to do with America.

Prussia: How about we go look for him.

-Third's Pov-

Suddenly, they saw America running out the lodge. To Canada's shock, he saw tears in his brother's eyes.

Canada: America! Wait! What's wrong?!

But his northern twin wasn't listening as he ran out leaving the door open and ran into the woods.

Canada: ALFRED!!!

The other nations showed up in the living room while Italy and Germany, who also showed up, confused wondering what's going on?

Prussia: Ehh...What's with you guys?

Canada: What happend?! Why is America upset?!

Italy: Eh? America's upset? Does he need pasta?

Germany: No Italy. I believe they should explain...

They looked at the Allies of the G8 and Japan.

England: I...Uh...It was only a prank.

Canada's purple eyes grown in rage.

Canada: A PRANK?! WHAT DID YOU GUYS DO?!

Japan: C-Canada-san. W-We took things too far. Gomenasai!

Canada: WHAT. HAPPEND?

England then explained everything how they decided to prank America as to get back at him for all the times they couldn't stand him espically when he was being loud and annoying.

When he finished, Canada now had a murderous intent that scared everyone in the room, including Russia.

Canada: You guys are jerks! I can't believe you all! And Papa, I'm ashamed of you, I know you're better than that!!

France look away guilty.

China scoffed.

China: It was just a prank aru. He'll get over it.

Canada then glared at him. He looked so close to cutting off China's balls and then would use them as hockey plucks.

Canada: You don't know that. THAT'S BULLSHIT AND YOU KNOW IT! I GET AMERICA CAN BE A IDIOT AT POINTS! BUT YOU FORGET HE'S MY BROTHER!

England: B-But it was just a prank lad....

Canada: A prank? No...That wasn't no prank. You see, putting whipped cream in somebody's hand and tickling their nose with a feather is a prank. This, on the other hand, was downright bullying and harassment!

The others flinched.

Canada: And you...

He was pointing at Russia.

Canada: I bet you're enjoying this. Aren't you? Did my brother's humiliation satisfy you?

Russia:....N-Nyet.

Canada: Don't try and play innocent Russia. You toyed with my brother's feelings and emotions for the last time! It's hard to believe that he actually liked you!

Russia looked down in guilt.

England: Wait! America!

Canada: It's CANADA YOU SELF-CENTERED PRICK! You guys had insulted my brother for years...But now...you guys gone too far.

England backed off...

Prussia: Birdie...

Canada: Gilbert...Look after Kumajirou. I'm going after my brother! And when we get back, YOU ALL BETTER APOLOGIZE! Honestly, you call yourselves nations, you're nothing a bunch of low-class bullies that believe that they're better than he is!

Canada then ran outside to go look for America.

Prussia: Real smooth you guys.

Italy: Ve...Poor America.

Germany: Even if he is an idiot...He did not deserve that...

Japan: America-san...Gomenasai...

China: Tch...

Russia: (Fredka...)

France: (My sons...)

Enlgand: (Oh Bloody Hell...America...
I'm so sorry...)

-Meanwhile-

Canada: Alfred! ALFRED!!!!

The wind roared like a ferocious beast, stinging his faces, and the snow crunched loudly beneath his feet as Canada raced down an upcoming curve in the path. Then, he leaped over a log that had been almost completely camouflaged by the snow, he arrived to a wooden platform that had a rickety set of stairs connected at its side.

Canada: ALFRED!! Where are you?!

He was currently flicking his eyes back and forth from the worn-out looking staircase to an open edge of the platform.

Canada: There's no time for stairs! Alfred needs me!

He jumped over the platform and continued running down the next path, only to notice that there was a pair of footprints leading down in the same direction. Breathing hard Canada followed them but for some reason, these footprints seemed to be a bit too big to be America's.

Canada: C-Could someone be out here with America...I hope not. America had left his gun at the lodge...so at the moment, he's defenseless!!

He stop and stood, just as the faint sound of twigs being snapped in the distance crept through the air. A few startled crows burst out of the trees that lined the left path and flew away, cawing. The noise came from that way, but the footprints continued down the right path.

Canada: -Gulp- Alfred...

He instantly froze in our tracks. On the right trail, there were footprints that looked a lot smaller than the previous ones implanted in the snow; but on the left, there was this strange looking shadow swaying slightly from a hidden section of the woods. Canada could've sworn that he caught a glimpse of someone running down the right path.

Canada: America, is that you?

As soon as he said that, he noticed the shadow on the other path disappear.

Canada: Must've been a deer or something...

Canada continued his search until he saw a familiar person crouching im the snow.

Canada: ALFRED!

America looks up at him.

America: M-Mattie?

Canada: (H-He's alright...Thank Goodness.)

Canada ran over to hug his brother. America hugs him back and cried in his arms.

America: I-I'm such an idiot...I can't believe they...they...I know they hate me but...

Canada: Shh...It's okay America. I won't let you get hurt by them again.

America: Mattie...Thank you.

The two brothers made smiles at each other until there was the sound of bushes rustling around. Then, after a couple of more twigs snapped, a bone-chilling shriek filled the air. With no hesitation, both of them snapped their heads in the direction of the noise and saw...something ...squatting behind a few trees and staring back at them. Unfortunately, it was too dark to tell what it was ... but it was very skinny.

Canada: E-Ehhhh?!

America: Mattie...

Canada: Y-Yes?

Anerica: I don't think it's time to play the hero...RUN!!!!

Both brothers ran away from the creature.

Whatever was in the woods, it was coming after them and they had to escape.

America and Canada ran towards a bridge until Canada slipped and fell.

Canada: Ow! America!

America: MATTIE!

America runs over to him and helps him up as they continue running until
they had trapped theirselves at the top of a very steep cliff.

Canada: OH MY GOD!!!

America: Mattie! DON'T LOOK DOWN!

Too late for that. Just staring down into the nothingness below shook him to the core.

While turning to face whatever it was that was approaching them, America took a large step forward. As he did so, he took one of Canada's hands,
squeezing them tightly as a protective scowl crossed over his face.

America: Get the hell away from us! If you want to take me, fine! But you better leave my brother alone!

Canada: America! No!

Both brothers were at the edge now.

America: No! Shit! No!

The unidentified figure came closer...

America: Get back!

The figure still continue to come closer as the brothers took a few steps back in fear...And that was the biggest mistake they ever made that cost their lives.

Canada: AAAAAAAH!!!!

America: MATTTIEEE!!!!

America grabs his brother's hand while his other hand grabs the ledge.

America: MATTIE! DON'T LET GO!!

Canada started crying as he holds on to America. Were they going to die? What's going to happen to them?! What's going to happen to their countries?!

Canada: AL! I'M SCARED!

America: I know...I know! Me too! As the hero, I admit it too!

America then looked up and saw the figure trying to reach them...But America's grip on the ledge was slipping...

America: Oh no....

Then...He let go...

The only thing you could hear now piercing the air was the bloodcurdling screams of the North American Brothers as they fell down the cliff.

....They were never seen or heard from again...