WARNING

Violent sexual themes

DISCLAIMER

I'm too poor to own anything.

A/N: WOAH SUDDEN INSPIRATION ATTACK! I just finished watching the movie Knocked up for the second time, and once again I found my self almost in tears at the beautiful ending. –I'm sappy lol-. I'm really into those "slice of life" movies and manga's. ANYWAYS! In my state of emotional bliss, I decided to write a spewing fountain of rape 8D

ENJOY?

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America eyed his brother hard, trying to take in fully what he said. "You can't, I won't let you"- America decided gruffly, putting on his coat. Time was running out.

"Yes and you will!" Canada interjected, putting a firm hand on his brother's arm. "You and I both know you can't be caught. The technology you're developing is too vital to this war. We're losing America… and you're our last chance." A pained expression passed America's face. He ran his palm over his forehead and through his thick locks of blond hair, covering a furrowed brow. "I don't have time for this…" he muttered.

"Listen brother," Canada pleaded "The enemy soldiers have already tracked you, and are coming. You won't make it out safe… you know that. You need to relocate the base and meet up with UK. I can help! Let me be a distraction. You aren't going to find anyone else who looks as similar as you. I'm trained for this. Now… there's just enough time to switch clothes,"-

"You might die!" America exclaimed.

"I'll be fine. You're too valuable to kill after all."

America was frantic. In essence it was the perfect plan.. but .. it was his brother.. "I can't"-

"You don't have a choice." Canada had already begun stripping America of his clothes. America's eyes began burning as he stopped Canada, and continued to undress himself, motioning for Canada to follow suit.

"Brother.." America said softly, "I promise I'll get you back."

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Alfred slipped through the low venting system unable to give his beloved brother a goodbye glance.

As crazed pounding and voices demanded entrance from the office door, Canada sat calmly on America's desk and inhaled deeply. My last breathe of freedom he thought before the door ripped from its hinges, revealing the nose of several guns.

"AMERICA!" yelled a gruff voice "YOU DIE HERE!!"

-bang-

Matthew didn't feel the warm blood trickle from his head, as his body fell almost slowly from the desk top.

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drip..

drip..

drip…

It's hot…

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TO BE CONTINUED.

AN: meh, prologue is a prologue. I may as well tell you now, the entire point of this story is to be as mean to Canada as I possibly can :D

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