#devilamerica

The Devil released the ‘nation’ as he called himself, and stood back. His look was curious and he raised his now bloodied fingers to the air and snapped them. in less time than it took to blink, the two now sat in the ‘nation’s’ living room where they were before. The Devil lifted a bloody finger to his mouth and licked it clean.

“So now, you no longer want to be a ‘nation’ as you call it. You wish to be human? Can you tell me how this will change the situation as it stands?”

The Devil thought on it a few moments. There was only one sure fire way for this idea to succeed, and only if he was truly willing.

“There is a way, and we both get what we want, but you are not going to like it. It involves me taking your heart and bit of the soul from every person in your country that calls himself American. With that, you will become human, till death, do you part.” The Devil grinned.

The blonde coughed as the devil's hand was removed form his chest and he couldn't help but to crouch a little. He looked up at him from the corner of his eye and saw that with a mere snap of his fingers they were back at Alfred's home. He reached up a hand to place it on his wound, but he noticed that it had already healed, the only thing that remained was the blood stain on his hoodie.  "I'm not sure how it would affect my place if the nation didn't have a personification. If I became human...I'd be emotionally detached from the nation's responsibilities, from my people's thoughts, from my policy...Negotiations with the other nations wouldn't be as chaotic, I'd be able to act rationally and independent from my governors and my boss...I'd be..free." He said, the last sentence was barely above a whisper. His hand still lingered on the blood stained spot on his hoodie. What would the consequences be if this really worked out? He knew that right now he's a threat to the world, his nation's power got out of control and he needed to change things.  "I don't know...if I were human I could talk them out of any threatening deals, Russia and China are already really tense around me. If I were human..I could talk to them like humans, talk to them as friends, if we could call ourselves that. But...do you know what I mean? I could influence the decisions of the representatives of nations with only the intelligence of a human mind. I'd stop being the governor's marionette!" Alfred's eyes started to light up at the idea to be able to save the world, just as a hero does, but ironically, all he'd do was save the world from himself and his superpowers that got out of control. It's not a heroic act to do it. It's my duty...For the love of my nation, for the future of my citizen...for the existance of my identity as "America", this is necessary. Hehe, this might actually work out!