Life as a country is not easy, something England learned before he was even a year old. His brothers blame him for the death of their mother and instead of taking him in and raising him they beat and yell at him when he first appeared. He was confused and scared so he ran from them and into the arms of his people, they did their best for him but his brothers didn't care who they hurt in order to kill him so he ran again, this time to protect his people.

He lived in the forest for hundreds of years but he was never lonely, he made friends with the magical creatures on his land and even those from his brother's land who wondered into his. He loved them and they loved him, they were the ones who raised him, protected him and taught him everything they knew. He was happy with them but it didn't last, humans came and drag him away from his home and forced him to live like them.

He tried fighting them at first but soon gave up when he realised that it was useless. He was caught by his people and he will never be free again. He settled on learning as much as he can get his hands on and train harder than before. He did his best to listen to his people in hopes that they would love him but it never happened, they may claim to love him but he can see it in their eyes they didn't mean it.

He keeps following their orders hoping that one day it'll be difficult, but it never changes so at the first chance to escape he took it and sail the sea. He felt free from his duties, free from the heavy tension that had built in his country, free to be himself and not what everyone expects him to be. A happy smile crosses his face for the first time since he was taken from the place he had once called home.

He became a legend that not a lot of people believed to be true until they met him face to face, that's because no one wishes to believe that anyone can rule the Seven Seas for as long as he did without dying or aging. But of course the other countries knew the truth and most of them are too afraid to cross paths with him. It gives him great pleasure to see countries who once bullied him run away in fear with their tail between their legs.

But it all changed when he was introduced to America, he had once loved the little boy with all his heart even when the little boy, who isn't so little anymore, broke his heart and turned his back to him, there was still love and hope in his heart. But as years passed he feels the hope dies and love leaves his heart and he no longer care about the boy he once held so dearly. Anger and hate worm it's way into his heart as he fake a smile and pretends to be a gentleman as the boy joins the other countries in mocking him and belittling everything he does.

The last part of the spell is finished and he can't help the dark smirk that grew on his face, soon they will all regret treating him like he is beneath them. He will make all of them beg him for mercy.
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The countries were all confused when America's meeting room is replaced by an old English style dinning room. People who are dressed in butler's outfits came in and served them a wide variety of dishes and left behind anyone can ask them questions.

Everyone turns to the American for answers but he is just as confused as they were. They stayed in silence to see if anyone will come and explain to them but no one came and slowly but sure the countries start eating the food in front of them, they have no worry that there is poison in them as they are countries and cannot die.

They were halfway through their meal when England entered, the younger countries are confused as to why he is wearing his Halloween costume while the older countries tension. They can tell by the air around England that he didn't put on his uniform for show and they are ready to protect themselves.

America grin as he stood up to greet England. "Yo England! What's with the get-up aren't you planning for Halloween a little too early?" He ignored the older countries warning as he walks towards England and throws an arm around him. "But really a pirate? Don't you have any more ideas of what to be? It'll get boring if you keep wearing the same costume!"

The older countries paled, they know that England hates people calling the uniform they wear so proudly a costume. It is fine to tease him about it when he's his normal self but when he's like this? Who knows what he'll do.

They are taken by surprise when England laughed, a laughter that sends chills down even the younger countries. "Oh America." England smirked. "It still strikes fear in the hearts of many so why should I change something that works?"

America pushes his uneasy aside as he laughed. "Dude are you serious? It isn't scary at all! Looks like I'll be winning our Halloween competitions from now on if you're going to stay so old fashioned!"

England chuckle darkly. "We'll see, why don't you go back to your seat?" It was more of an order instead of a suggestion which America can't help but follow as he sat back down.

"Good boy~" England purred darkly as he walks towards the seat at the head of the table and sat down. "Now, I'm sure all of you are wondering what's going on." He rests his elbows on the table and laces his fingers together. "All of you seem to have forgotten the power I hold and I am here to remind you." He gives them what would they have seen as a lazy innocent smile if it wasn't for what he had just said. "Don't worry I'll save you the details of my 'magic tricks' and get to the point. I've sent everyone back to the Golden age of Pirates, the humans are all from the modern age but when they die here they'll be brought back when this is all over so you don't have to worry about losing anyone. Anything created after the early 18th century won't work if you try making them so I suggest you get familiar with what you have."

America slams his hands on the table as he stood up. "Okay that's enough! I don't know what messed up things are going through your head but I'm not going to take your crap anymore!"

England looks at America calmly as he leans back against his seat. "What's going through my mind is that I had been too nice to all of you and now you think you can just walk all over me. For the older countries this will be a reminder of why I shouldn't be messed with and for the newer countries you are about to see how nice I had been playing with you." He stood up to leave. "There are two ways to end this spell, I can end this whenever I want and the other way is for you to take down my fleets to find my brothers who will be able to work together and break the spell. Be a privateer, pirate or just stay on dry land and watch. Join my crew or go against me, I don't care. Oh and something for younger countries to keep in mind." He smirked as he pulls something out of his coat and throws it onto the table before walking away.

It landed perfectly on the table to reveal a black flag with a Jolly Roger on it, with the crossbones replaced with red rose with thorns littered all over the stems. The most disturbing part is the blood that is dripping down the skull's white teeth and the thorns and stems of the rose. It was once the most feared flag for anyone who sailed the Seven Seas and it is going to bring its terror back to the sea.