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England shook his head, closing his eyes and stepping back.
"No stay away.." he muttered, opening his eyes to find them red, then turning green again. "You have to leave."

America, though didn't see his eyes change colors at first. His eyebrows narrowed in concern. "What? Why?" he said concerned. "Dude you really look like your going to be sick or something," he touched England's forehead to see if it was burning but it he felt a cold chill run up his spine instead and moved his hand away confused.

"Alfred please." England begged, gripping the wall for support as he slippe out of consciousness. He looked back up with gleaming red eyes, and stood up straighter, making a quick movemnet and hitting America square in the chest with all the power he had, knocking him back onto the ground. His eyes faded green again, and Arthur choked a sob, stepping back.
"I'm sorry so sorry I didn't mean..god.." He muttered tears rolling down his cheeks.

This time America saw his eyes change and he gasped "England-" then he fell back when he punched him in a yelp and stood on the ground coughing and in pain. "Ow.." he looked up at England again. His eyes were green again. "What the he**??" He said trying to get on his feet again. "Iggy.. No it's.. um fine," he said getting up with a feared look in his eyes. He didn't want to leave England... He clutched the smalled countries shoulders. "Dam***... the monster got you didn't he..." he said tears feeling up in his eyes. "But.. how the he** do your eyes keep changing?" He said looking into his now green eyes.

England's lower lip quivered and he yanked himself away from America.
"Get away! I dont want to hurt you!" He said, stepping back. "I don't even know how I did this but I want you to shoot me now before I do something to you!"

America backed away some looking at England with big eyes. He felt weak and wobbly at England's words. "I cant' shoot you... how could I live with myself if I did!" He said blinked back tears then tried to get his face back to a serious look which was very hard at the moment.

"And you think letting me live with hurting you would be better?" England growled, his consciousness slipping. "Do it..I-I'm going.." He stuttered before falling completely out and looking back up with blood red eyes. Arthur looked tohis left to see a plate and grabbed it, snapping it jn half and holding it upright, te sharp edge pointed at America.

America gasped and turned pale when he saw his eyes change again. But he got really scared when he picked up a plate and broke it in half. America started backing up more and dodged to the couch, grabbing a pillow that could only cover his stomach and chest. "Hehe... um Iggy let's put down the plate and everything will be fine," he said watching the plate in England's hands, still backing up. Then he back up into a lamp and stumbled over with a grunt of pain, trying to get on his feet.

England gripped the plate so tightly his fingers bled, and he stifled a whimper as his eyes faded again. With a gasp of pain his dropped the plate, and whimpered.
"Da*n.." He growled. "I told you to get rid of me you bleeding git!"

America hosted himself up with anouther grunt still clutching the pillow. "God I-I can't!" he cried out. "I- i don't know.. I don't know what to do..." he said closing his eyes with his hand pressed up to his forhead as if he was suffering from a bad headache. He sighed shakily.

England groaned in the pain of loosing his mind again, and slammed his fist against the wall, making a large hole. He breathed heavily, and sighed as he flickered back.
"I-.." England began before squeezing his eyes shut and quickly locking himself in his room. He screamed out in agony feeling the monster somehow punishing him for fighting it. His body rippled an he felt as if he were being burned alive.

America looked up in horror seeing his friend in pain. He watched him go and locked himself in a room and followed feeling as if he could collapse from fear. He could hear him screaming in pain and America now crying screamed, "Egland!" what was happening... he felt as if his brain would just explode from confusion. He stood his head against the door sobbing, and tried wipping his tears away because hero's couldn't cry. If he was the hero he had to save England somehow... but how? Then America tried kicking at the door so it would open but it never did. "Crap," he muttered tring to get it open but it wouldn't budge.

England let out another shriek before fsllig completely under. Everything went quiet, and he stood blood dripping from his head, matching th color of his eyes. Englan unlocked the door and opened it, with a cruel smirk as he saw America, in his hand a pen.
"Alfred...you have nothing to cry for..yet." He muttered, lifting the country's chin and holding up the pen, lining it up under his jaw, pressing it lightly into his skin. Stop it! his conscience screamed, making him lower the pen slightly, and he growled skmethjngto back or the monster pisessing him did. Go to he** you bloody basta*d I want my body back! He yelled in his head, and England's face formed a snarl, and thrust the pen into his own stomach, mouth forming a little o as h cringed in pain.

When he heard the door unlock he paused and stood there finding the red eyed country staring up at his with a smirck he knew he'd never get out of his head. America just stood there when England held the pen up to his jaw in complete fear and not sure of what to do. But then before he could do anything intstead of it ending up stabbing him England had stabed himself. America stood there wide eyed well his vison went bad from all of the tears. He gasped and screamed, "Da**** England!" he said pulling the pen away quickly while watching his friend hurt from the pain. "Ohcra*whatamigoingtodo.." he said in a rushed and scared tone. He quickly ripped a little of his shirt off to put it against the blood, while his hands shook so much he could barley hold it. "Da**," he muttered.

Englan sneered and grabbed Aerica's neck when he knelt down to help him. He was about to finish him off when his eyes changed and he fell back against the wall.
"Ow.." He mutters weakly, clutching at his stomach.