America was as of now going on about some flying suit he had designed, although nobody appeared to take any interest at all in it.
"Ok dudes so I saw this totally awesome superhero movie and I got inspired so i created this!" he said, presenting his supposed "Flying suit". it was not precisely a flying suit, however, it was more of a couple bits of fabric and a few sticks and string that he had stuck together.
"You call that a flying suit!?!" England hollered clearly unimpressed by the invention.
America then began to yell some nonsense about how "his inventions were the best because he is the hero" and so forth.
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AS she was wandering around the huge corridors of the building she passed by a mirror, it was a ordinary mirror but something in particular got her attention.
As she approached the mirror she saw her reflection out of the corner of her eye, or she thought it was her reflection, but something appeared to be off so she turned to the mirror to examine.
All she could say was that she was definitely not expecting what she saw.
There gazing baxk at her was a girl, a girl who was like herself but altogether diffrent.
Unlike New York who had blue eyes, this girl had a dull shade of green in her eyes, the girl additiyionally hadlong blonde hair while New York had short mid length hair.
Yet regardless of the diffences in hair and eyes, the girl had the ame facial features as New York though she was more pale.her outfit as likewise nothing at all like New York's.
She wore a tight black leather jacket, tight blue jeeans and a black belt with a gun dangeing off it.
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"Maybe somene is close by" she thought, trusting whoever it was could give her directions to the exit.
So he deided to follow the voice, the further she went the louder it became, but the louder it became, she noticed it was nt just talking, but raither singing.
"I-Ive heard this before" New York said, preceiving the tune as the tune Italy always sang.
Now she was feeling more than just uneasy. "Maybe its just Italy..." she thought hopeing she was corect as she continued to follow the voice.
She walked fo what seemed like hours though it was only a few moments.
At last she reached the exit, though her arrangements had changed, as she left the building she could still hear the voice, onlu this tme t was deeper..more eery...hauntng.
She had to knw where this was coming from, or more importantly, what is was.
After a bit, the voic lead her to a place that she never wanted to go, particularly in a circumstantce like this, a forest.
"I shouldint go in there, maybe i shuld just go home anf forget about it." she thought, nut her cuiousit got the better of her, thus she went