《Behind The Hero's Mask》Five
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Alfred was poked awake by an impatient and soaked Allen. He noticed that he was no longer on the roof, but on the ground. He sat up and realized what had happened. He had fallen off the roof. He had a sprained ankle, a cracked rib, and a warm liquid running down the side of his face. He wiped some of it off and looked to see crimson.
Allen hoisted him up only to almost be knocked down by Alfred falling into him. America bit back a scream of pain as he put pressure on the hurt ankle. Allen helped his counterpart into the house and onto the couch. He went upstairs to get some bandage and left Alfred.
The blond was too busy panicking to noticed the throbbing of his various injuries. He had another meeting in two weeks! This would take six weeks at the least. What would he look like?! A superpower walking into a world meeting with crutches?! That couldn't happen! If they knew I was this weak, who knows what they would plan to do to his country.
And his bosses! If they knew about this, then they would put him with bodyguards 24/7!
The voices gathered and overlapped each other, drowning him in a prison of his own thoughts. He didn't notice the tears running down his face like a river. He didn't realize that he had gotten up despite the constant pain. He didn't realize he had grabbed a knife.
"ALFRED!" Allen shouted, trying to snap him out of it.
He raised the knife, poising it to strike him. Then, Allen's fist slammed right into his jaw with a sickening ""
He blacked out.
When he came to, he was back in the family room and he saw Allen on the chair across from him. He was holding the knife that Alfred had picked up. He noticed that America was awake and stood up, sitting down next to him. The blond rubbed his jaw as a dull ache set in. "Sorry about that, but I couldn't let you kill yourself."
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"Sorry."
"And...I am sorry again." Allen said, sounding guilty. Alfred heard the doorbell ring. A look of realization settled on him, along with dread. The 2P stood, walking to answer the door. "I didn't know who else to call." He explained. He opened the door to reveal five men dressed in black suits. One stepped forward.
"What did you do this time?" America's boss said.
(Sorry that it's so short...)
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