War on the Horizon [Paragraph]

C A P R I ::: V A R G A S

The Island of Capri, Italy

Capri could hardly react to what she found, which was Texas and the guy from earlier sitting in her room, looking a bit serious, before the door was opened again with much greater force, knocking the girl forward a bit. Luckily, she caught herself mid-stumble before she hit the ground and promptly pivoted around to see a very angry-looking Alfred Jones. He yelled out, asking Tex what was going on, leaving her a bit shaken and silent. The island was a bit stunned herself, having never seen or heard of the man being that angry. Before much else could be said, the man with the purple hair dashed for the window, slipping out with cat-like grace and running into the woods. A bit frightened of what may happen next, Capri rushed to the state's side, hovering beside her with wide eyes cautiously watching Alfred for a reaction.

Sammy couldn't say anything to the first words that he spoke. She as trembling. She's never seen him like this. Sure, she'd seen him angry, but never to this extent. Now he wasn't just mad. He was sadistic! She hadn't even known this side of him existed! "N-no, y-you don't understand..."

He continued to speak and her fear only grew, yet, somehow, she wasn't even sure how, she managed a small final flare of defiance, and tried to glare at him. Although, it was weak, she knew. "I could have won my freedom without you! And don't you dare talk about my Papá like that!" Her 'daddy' was insulting her papá. She wouldn't stand for that, but of course, her defiance would probably just make his own anger grow.

Sammy's face turn as white as the sheets on her bed. She could almost feel the color draining from her face. H-he was threatening...to k-kill her? W-why? Would he truly do something like that? She knew he had the power to do it, but the question was, would he? "N-no! Please! Punish me, but don't take it out on my people! They're innocent!"

Then he did something she'd never have expected. He broke his glasses. Not just a little crack either. He completely crushed them with his own hands. Texas clutched her chest right above her heart and fell to her knees. The pain! It was unbearable! Not just physically, but mentally as well. Was she truly that horrible? Did she really deserve this? Tears rolled down her cheeks, both from her pain and her own misery. "A-alfie...p-please...d-don't..." She could only gasp out the words as she looked up at him. Begging. Pleading.

"I don't need anyone to save me! I can take care of myself!" Yes, she would most likely regret that, but she needed him to know that she was strong. She was! She didn't need anybody!...but she still wanted Alfie as her daddy. Why?! Why was he hurting her?! This wasn't like him! What happened to her Alfie?! The Alfie that she would literally do anything for?! "I...only did it...for you. I made him promise...that he...wouldn't hurt you."

She then out a scream but tried to hold in the following screams that came up her throat. So all she could do was whimper as the tears unceasingly flowed down her cheeks. "W-why, A-alfie...?" What had she done to deserve this? "D-daddy...s-stop...p-please..." It was too much. He was stronger than her yes, but she wanted to feel strong, and he wouldn't even let her do that.

C A P R I ::: V A R G A S

The Island of Capri, Italy

Wide eyed, Capri clung to her Texan friend as Alfred grew closer, anger pulsing from his eyes. This definitely wasn't the loud, boisterous idiot that she had always thought he had been. No, this was horrific. Evil, almost. It struck fear into her heart, making her pale with each venomous word that slipped past his lips. It was like he was enjoying the sight of his state, his daughter, shaking in fear. She herself could hardly move, even as he started to insult her, Mexico, and then finally removed his glasses from his face, crushing them in his fist. Tears threatened to pour out of her eyes as the other girl doubled over in pain, the Italian's hands on her, but her eyes glued on Alfred in fear. Texas was sobbing, pleading, but this hero... No, he paid no mind. It made Capri's thoughts go from fear to bitter hatred. He was smirking! He was laughing! What sort of monster was this nation?! Then, she needed to restrain a gasp as he pulled a razor blade from his pocket, bringing it to her face and slowly slicing it through her skin. As Texas cried out, her lips quivered, unable to believe what was happening. And not only that... She was nearly paralyzed, Alfred's frightening lullaby scaring her further. It wasn't until Texas began to plead again that Capri finally spoke up, little tears spilling down her face. "Bastard! Stop it! Leave her alone!" Her high-pitched shrieks pierced through the room as she lifted her arms and pushed the much larger nation back. A metal pole at hand, she continued. "You're sick! Look at you, hurting your own state! Disgusting!" The girl wasn't sure where all this strength was coming from, but she didn't care. She was so upset, so angry, so sickened.... In fact' she could even crack him over the head with her pole and not care. "Just leave!"

Sammy stared up at him with wide eyes. He was immensely satisfied with seeing her in pain. She had done nothing to deserve this! Had she really been disowned and maimed simply because she had been seen talking to Sycrensia? That was ridiculous! Could America not see that? Or had he always just wanted an excuse to hurt her? She shuddered at the thought. Had all the love he'd shown her throughout the centuries...been just a lie? "Do ya even love me? Have ya ever loved me? Huh?" Sammy's voice cracked slightly on the last question. He probably didn't even think that she should exist. In fact, she would probably die tonight. She really didn't want to die, but what else could she do? He was strong...and she was weak.

Texas opened her eyes when the torture stopped and gasped in surprise at the sight. "Capri! NO!" Using the last bit of her strength, Sammy somehow managed to jump up and rush in front of the Italian, shielding her from the insane man's wrath. "Capri. Go now." She was done running. It was alright when Alfie was just directing his anger towards her, but soon it would be directed towards Capri. She wouldn't allow that. "Look for the man from earlier and tell him that you're a friend o' mine. I'll follow shortly." With that said, she directed a glare towards her once-loving father.

The Georgian teen's hand hesitated to knock on the front door when he heard screaming, the last person he had heard screaming like that was South Ossetia when he viciously invaded the younger 'country' and annihilated part of his population. He gritted his teeth and waited for Alfred to come to the door.

"What is going on?"

Giorgi wondered pacing the small front steps, almost slipping a time or two but catching himself in the process. His mind reeled the memories of attacking South Ossetia, a sadistic grin going across his face from time to time. He banged on the door again, yelling to Alfred;

"Will you open the fucking door you douche bag!?"

As he made his way over the moss-covered ground, Sycrensia had been thinking of how to explain this sudden alliance with Lady Texas. And alike so many times before, wished he could at the very least make a guess as to what kind of reaction he could expect. Once his highness pleased to make an appearance... But had he not always been that way? Truly, as much as it intrigued the purple-haired sorcerer, and despite how much he revered both magic and royalty... that man still gave him an uneasy feeling. He knew he could not allow his heart to doubt, yet... To say that he feared where the rule of 'fate' would lead, was not an untruth.

Now, having learned that his highness was not opposed to the use of allies, he felt only slightly relieved. "Then shall I at once see to-- Waah!!" he cried out as the wind struck against him, throwing him off his feet. Thankfully it did not take him long to figure what it meant this time. "Your grace need not remind me of my past mistake...!" Releasing his own wind magic he allowed it to grow into something of a whirl, in turn letting him go, before crashing violently against the trees and fading. As the figure that had just attacked him vanished with a tail of leaves after him, Hannes gave a sigh. Then turned his head up towards the sky... smiling. Of course he was not placing his trust in Lady Texas. As long as she believed he would bring her the independence she desired, she would be useful... But this was only for a while. For the longer it lasted, the greater would be the risk of betrayal...

"Now, where was I? ... ... Ay, the mushroom trail..." With that, Hannes got his fiddle out and began to play, all the way performing a peculiar-looking dance, back towards the house where he had left Texas...