The darkness was slowly and gently engulfing the English nation, it was threatening, but yet he didn't panic. Somehow it felt comforting at the same time- a feeling that had long ago been forgotten by him.
England shuddered by the feeling and looked around him, just to be met by the same darkness that was in front of him. Not a sound was heard except for Englands' breathing.

As always, there was no way out of this darkness. It had happened several times before, it was almost like he was kept hostage by the darkness. As soon he closed his eyes, he would fall into this emptiness. At first, he was kind of scared. He never knew what could be hiding there, but as time passed by, he soon got used to it. Nothing ever happened here.
But just this time; something felt off with its presence, England couldn't pinpoint what it was, but he was sure of it. This wasn't the same darkness that had welcomed him before.

As seconds leapt by and England trying to figure out what was wrong, a small toy appeared out of the darkness, it was easy to see, since the toy was much more colourful than the black nothing around him. It wasn't that far from him, and as soon it dropped on the 'ground', a small noise was heard in the silence. England hesitated a moment, unsure if he should go check on it or not. But after a time, of nothing happening - just the toy laying lifeless on the dark ground he started to walk towards the toy, his footsteps echoing in the empty environment. As he came closer, it wasn't difficult to discern the details.

A small toy-soldier lied on the floor, a red coat, and a black hat. A toy, that had been through all kinds of history. A toy that kept more joyful memories than England could imagine. A toy, he had given America when the American was just a small innocent kid. A small smile formed on Englands' face as he knelt and picked it up with a gentle hand.

The rain was smattering against the muddy ground, two nations stood against each other. On one side, there were a whole troop of soldiers, all of them wearing a blue coat, two white stripes across their chest. They were all pointing their muskets at the one lonely man on the other side- wearing a redcoat. Ready to shot if their leader ordered them to. Dead bodies surrounding them, made England feel sick. It was disgusting. Was it really worth it? Was it really worth killing that many people? If only America had listened… England took a tighter grip around his musket as he heard the hurting words of the one he treasured the most. ''all I want is my freedom, I'm not a child, nor your younger brother anymore.'' determination clearly heard in the words.

England quickly dropped the toy as the memory crept back to him. But as soon the toy met the ground again the picture faded away, like it had never been there in the first place. England exhaled as he tried to calm his racing heart. He had several times tried to forget that incident, though it always seemed to come back. To brake his mind once again.

''England! wake up!''
Said nation shot his eyes open before quickly closing them again, the light of the sun had been too strong, and he hadn't expected to be woken up. After all, he did live alone.
''Finally''
he opened one eye, looking at the younger nation smiling happily at him. ''Northern Ireland..?'' he asked uncertainly ''who else?'' Northern Ireland asked as he looked confused at England, his thick eyebrows furrowed. ''what are you doing here?'' England asked, clearly also confused to find his younger brother in his house.
''err.. Ireland tried to call you, but since you didn't answer he asked for me and Wales to check on you. '' The younger nation answered.
England sighed still not seeing the point in waking him up. ''it's already 10 am and you should actually go to a world meeting at Australias' place in an hour, remember?'' Northern Ireland added as he noticed the confusion in Englands' eyes. ''Oh damn!'' England cursed as he jumped up from the bed How could he forget?!
''England!… Scotland went in your place..'' Northern Ireland said as England already was in front of his wardrobe, choosing what to wear. He turned around ''what? why?'' he asked Northern Ireland shrugged ''he assumed you were still tired and didn't want to wake you up. And he really wanted to go to a meeting so..'' he said casually, just to receive a frown from the other one. ''what the hell?'' England asked, though he couldn't deny he actually was quite happy to skip the meeting today, at a second thought he was pretty tired and he wouldn't think he'd manage to sit still such a long time just to listen to arguments that didn't help anyone.
Just as England was about to say something more he was interrupted by a knock on his bedroom door, a short while later it was opened to reveal Wales standing there. ''ah, England, you're finally awake.'' Wales smiled as England nodded. ''I suppose North already told you about the meeting, hm?'' he asked ''yeah..'' England mumbled in response, wondering how Wales had come in, but he probably went together with Northern Ireland. ''so how are you feeling?'' Wales asked, giving England a scrutinising look. ''I'm.. fine..'' England said, wondering why Wales was asking that question. ''why are you asking?'' Wales frowned, looking at Northern Ireland before he looked back at England. ''You had a fever last night'' Northern Ireland answered as Wales approved.
a fever?
last night?
England blinked, just nodding. He couldn't remember that he had a fever, but he didn't either want to ask Wales. He simply didn't want to seem stupid in front of his elder brother. He maybe just passed out during the fever.. yeah that had to be the reason why he didn't remember.
Wales just gave him a questioning look, before walking up to his younger brother and putting a cool hand against Englands' forehead. There was a moment of silence and he soon removed the hand.
''you still seem to have fever.. though it's a lot better than yesterday.'' he said gently. ''You should go back to sleep.'' he added and went towards the door, making a sign for Northern Ireland to follow him. ''Will you be fine England?'' the younger brother asked in worry. ''I'll be fine'' England smiled as he made his way back to bed. ''just tell us if you're hungry or anything.'' Wales said before he closed the door to Englands' room. A tired yawn escaped Englands' lips as he cuddled back beneath the covers, moving every now and then to find a comfortable position.

Wales sighed as he walked down the stairs, with Northern Ireland behind him. ''Do you think he have forgotten?'' Northern Ireland asked quietly. ''I don't know North.. he seemed to be confused when I asked him if he was feeling fine.'' Wales answered his younger brother as they made their way to Englands living room. ''yeah but.. If he have forgotten.. is that a good or bad thing?'' The young nation asked, still not sure if he had gotten his answer. there was a pause, Wales seeming to ponder for a while.
''em.. I guess it's a good thing? The things England said yesterday really shocked us all.. I… non of us expected him to say something like that.'' Wales eventually said. ''What if he really does it?'' Northern Ireland asked. Of course he was worried over England. And the things he had splurted out yesterday really made all of them worry. For him to say something like that was mostly surprising. Wales frowned ''We can just hope for the best'' he concluded.

A/N

Soo this is the first fanfic I've written!
I'm sorry if it's crappy ;3; - I'm not good at writing and this prologue may have been a bit confusing.. But just so you guys know, this is an usuk fanfic, and usuk will turn up later in the story. I decided to write about Englands' brothers, since there's not many fanfics including his brothers. And I find that kind of sad since I think they're all really awesome oho I also thought about making this fanfic really sad.. (if I manage it) so don't stop reading xD Well, I hope this wasn't all too confusing, and I would really appreciate if someone reviewed or just simply pointed out a couple of mistakes I may have done.. :D

DISCLAIMER: Hetalia nor its characters does NOT belong to me, it belongs to the rightful owner Hidekaz Himaruya