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Dark Side 2P!AmericaXReader Part 2

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WARNING: CHARACTER DEATH

Words did figure eight's across the old pages as blearly emerald green eyes tried to read them. Perhaps it wasn't healthy to be up this late, but Arther didn't really care; so far, each and every one of his spells have ended in failure. Which is why he was reading spell books, so he could hopefully get better.

 With a sigh, the blond slammed the large book shut, coughing when he was hit by the dust from the book. He placed it on top of the other books and stood up, smoothing out his clothes. It was getting pretty late, and he had a date with you tomorrow, so he needed to be awake and chipper- or, at least, as chipper as Arther could get.

 There was a sudden knock on the door, surprising the Brit. Who the bloody hell would be coming to his house at this hour? "Yo, Arther! It's Alfred, open up!"

 Raising his eyebrows, the Brit opened the door. Something hard- a fist?- slammed into his nose, the force sending Arther flying. He hit the wall with a sickening crack and slowly slid down, blinded by the white hot pain "A-Alfred!" He managed to force out. "What the bloody hell do you think you're doing?!"

 "Nice to see you too." He replied, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

The pain fading, Arther tilted his head upward to look at the American, and noticed that he did look different. His hair had a more reddish tint to it, his eyes were hidden by black shades, and he held a baseball bat covered in nails and red. Arther shivered. "A-Alfred.......What's going on!"

 "Well, that's a funny story" He replied, taking agonizingly slow steps toward the terrified Brit. "See, normal Alfred's all pissy cause you're dating ____. Got so mad that I came out." The American grinned, flashing his razor sharp teeth "Though I'll admit, for once, I agree with that idiot. I can't let you live."

 Arther's face drained of color, his eyes widening in horror. "Alfred, n-!"

There was a blur and the Brit screamed in pain, blood gushing from his wounds, his head cracked open. The light faded from his eyes at an alarming rate and soon he was still. In a matter of seconds, the might United Kingdom was dead.

"It's not Alfred." He whispered darkly, wiping some of Arther's blood off his cheek.

 "It's Al."

 

 

The American rapped his knuckles against your door, tapping his foot impatiently as he waited. The door flew open, revealing you- though you weren't exactly in the best condition. Your hair was an absolute mess and your eyes were puffy and red from all the crying you'd done. "Hey, what's wrong ____?" Al asked, feigning innocent curiosity.

 You lunged at the American, burying your face in his chest as you began to cry again "Oh, A-Alfred! It's terrible! T-The police c-came to my house an h-hour ago and t-they told me Arther was d-d-d-dead!" You wailed, gasping for breath.

 Al pulled you closer, burying his face in your hair. "Yeah, I know. But don't worry ____, I'll help you get through this."

 You let out a soft whimper as you let your eyes flutter shut. "I just want to know who did it......" You didn't see the maniacal grin that twisted the blond's features.

 Oh, irony was so sweet, especially when it was soaked with blood.

 

THE END

And thus, this is done. I'll admit, I do feel kinda bad about killing Arther.......
:icon2pamericaplz::iconsaysplz: I don't! >:D Now Reader-Tan can be mine!
:iconohfuckplz: S-Stay back, Al! I-I-I know martial arts, judo, and five other tough sounding words! :icondignitylaughplz:

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*cough* yandere al *cough*