Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia, nor the other characters.
"Just lay down!" The blond Brit fumes his annoyance. "Alfred!"
"I heard you the first time." His companion, an American blond, smiled. "And relax, it's not like I'm going to break any-" he turned toward his friend, arms extended out, and brushed the side of a vase. It tipped to one side and soon fell. Alfred tried to catch it, but to no avail.
The vase shattered against the floor. Flinching from the noise, Alfred chuckled nervously. As he looked at the Brit, he paled. "I-Iggy..." 'Iggy' was furious. Knowing he should run away, the American gulped. "Arthur..." the Brit picked up a pointy piece of the vase, sending a glare to his former brother. "What are you going to-"
Arthur lunged toward the American, causing the man to run. "Arthur!" He was panicking; never before has his British friend tried to hurt him. "I'm sorry! Okay?"
Sprinting down the halls of the Englishman's home, Alfred did everything to avoid Arthur. "Bloody git!" Arthur shouted. "Get back here!" He had abandoned the thought of hurting Alfred just as the America dashed away; he could never harm his idiot of a former brother. "I won't harm you ya git!"
"Lies!" Alfred was still running from the other trying to find a hiding spot. Glancing around he soon spotted a door. "I'll hide in there."
As he opened the door, he steeped in, almost falling down the stairs that appeared there. "Holy crap!" He just closed the door as he grabbed the bar on the wall.
Catching his short breath, he gazed down into the dimly lit place. His basement? The American man leaned forward, wondering just what could be down there. He glanced back at the door, peered into the dim basement, then descended the stairs.
When he reached the bottom, his eyes widened. "Jeez," he gasped, "and I already thought he was loony?"
The basement looked as if a wizard lived there. Charms hung on shelves, papers were placed everywhere, books with gibberish writing laid open, an alchemy circle was drawn on the floor. This place would've been an everyday warlock hangout.
"Looks like someone takes Harry Potter seriously." Alfred chuckled.
"Alfie? Is that you?" The sudden voice came out of nowhere, startling the America.
"Uh...No?" He wasn't sure who just spoke, but he knew if it was from Arthur's basement, it wouldn't be good.
"Oh, deary, how are we supposed to play hide and seek if you don't hide well enough?" A chill ran down Alfred's spine as the voice chuckled..
"Alfred!" The American's ear twitched as he heard Arthur's voice. "Where the bloody hell did you go?"
"Oh goody!" The mysterious voice cheered. "My other self is playing as well!"
"Alfred?" A creak of the basement door echoed. "Are you down there?" There was a mumble as he went down a few steps. "I hope you aren't. I don't want to-" He spots Alfred, but also someone else in the room. "Alfred! Get away from that loon!"
The American turns to the Brit, confused as to who he's taking about. "Aw~ how mean, other self." A arm wraps around Alfred's neck as a face appears to the left of Alfred's shoulder. "How could you call me a loon? You basically just called yourself crazy~!" He chuckles and the sound sent a cold feeling down the American's body. "Say, Alfie~," the man's face nuzzled against Alfred's cheek, making the man blush, "would you like to find a better hiding place with me?"
"Alfred, whatever you do don't-" Arthur tried to warn his former brother, but was too late; his other self already started dragging the man into the other world. "Alfred!" He ran down the rest of the steps, reaching for the American.
"Just what the hell is going on?!" Alfred shouted. He was frozen, couldn't move, and it annoyed him as he was being drag into something he couldn't see by this unknown man. "Let me go!"
"Hush now, Alfie~. We'll be home in just a second~." The crazy man smiled at his other self that was paralyzed just an inch in front of the two. "See you, other self~! I promise to take care of your Alfie~!" With that, he stepped into a portal, heading to his home world.
Once the portal closed, Arthur regained control of his body. Falling to his knees, he started to worry. "Alfred..." He hung his head in shame, scolding himself for not being able to save the one person who's important to him.
After a few minutes of sitting in his self-loathing, his hands curled into fists. Arthur held his head up, staring at the place where the portal was. Standing, a look of determination appeared onto his face. "Don't worry Alfred, I'll get you back home." Set to do just that, he scurried over to his bench of spells and charms, scrolling through each and every book he had, trying to find just the spell he should use. Stay safe and out of harms way, Alfred. I'll be there for you as soon as possible.
Note: Ah, I had fun writing this~! I was in English class, my teacher let us write whatever for fifteen minutes and the first part up to Alfred getting into the basement and hearing a strangers voice all came to me. Look like this is going to be another series -sighs- I need to stop making new stories and finish my old stories -_- Too bad though! Too many stories coming to me at once!
So~ I wonder if you can figure out who the other person is~. I mean, it's a bit obvious, but still~. And it'll be my first story with him and the others in it. I'm not going to spout out just who I'm talking about though~.
Ciao: I hope you enjoyed the new prologue to a new story~! Thanks for reading, loves~! R&R.