A World Of Darkness

Disclaimer: Neither of us own Hetalia, or any aspect of it.

Aneres: hello everyone! this is me and Mel's Hetalia fanfic! The idea came to mind after I was browsing around the site.

Melac: we both will be writing. So I will be writing the serious nature of England

Aneres: and I will be writing the ever so cheerful America~

Melac: If we dont get a couple of reviews, this story is going to be discontinued, because as I say in my story, why wirte a story that isnt good enough for people to say 'good job?'

Aneres: Hey, if it gets me a story with good stats, ill go along with his idea.

Melac: with that, to the story! Oh, italics are flashbacks and bold is dreams. Please pardon

England's Conference Room, 2014, January 21st

It was another United Nations Meeting, being hosted at my home this time. Only the Allies and the Axis came, with a few others. Germany was trying his best to keep peace to the best of his abilities, but America had sparked a fuse inside me, that I refused to let burn. It weas going to be extiguished. Ah.. maybe I should go back slightly to show what happened that made me angry.

I had entered my conference room right on time. I sat in my seat and poured myself a cup of tea, the only thing I can cook without something exploding. I glanced around the room and frowned. Everyone was here... Except America. I sighed. Of course he isn't here. He's always late to every meeting. I sipped my tea and listened to Germany go on about economics in China, which worried me slightly for my ally. After a few minutes of our serious discussion, the door almed open, revealing the wheat- blonde America.

"Yo! The hero has arrived!" His cheery force said loudly, annoying me greatly. " America, sit down you bloody git. Your late." I told him, scowling. He rolled his eyes and sat down to my right. " Fine Iggy~" He said, using that annoying nickname I laothed. " My name is England! Not Iggy, America!" I hissed at him. " You didn't mind me calling you that when I was your coloney!" He said, making me freeze. That bloody git.. I clentched my teeth and slammed my fist on the table. " Shut. Up." I growled.

Germany stood up nervously, knowing my loathing for any mention of the Revolution. " Please, both of you, calm down, now is not the time to fight about the past." He tried to reason, but all words were lost on my ears. " Why? Hate remenbering your loss in the war?" America grinned cockyly, making me stand and storm out of the room, towards my library, my blood boiling. The boody idiot! How dare he bring up the Revolution!

I grabbed one of my magic books and flipped through the contents. I really wanted to cast a spell so that America could stop bugging me about the Reovlution. It was stupid, but it irritated me to no end. I flipped through and found the spell I was looking for. I smirked and mumbled the spell under my breath. Since it was my library, no one disturbed me, so I casted the spell with ease. I returned the book to its place on the shelf and returned to the conference room. " I.. apologize for being so brash about things.. Let us continue." I said calmly, taking my seat.

The meeting ended without anymore mishaps, which is rare. I bid everyone good bye and left to my room, ignoring the fact that America was still here and has not left yet. I slept peacefully that night, allowing my dreams to be of the pastm for once.

Thunder boomed overhead as something tugged on my sleeve. I opened my eyes slowly and saw my tiny colony America, looking terrified as lightning flashed. " I-iggy? The skys scaring me... I-is it ok if I.." Thunder boomed before he could finish his sentence. He jumped up fast and tackled me in a hug. " Yes, it's fine if you stay with me tonight, America." I said, protectively wrapping my arms around the young colony. He shivered at the lightning, but soon was lulled to sleep by the rain. I set him down gently in my bed and covered both of us up, allowing us both to sleep.

The next thing I woke up to were eyes. Blue eyes with pink pupils. I jerked away from the source quickly. The owner had hair that was a mixture of brown and orange, freckles and those creepy eyes. He was smiling, making my bad mood increase. " Hello there England. How are you?" The strander asked me with formality. I frowned, but answered carefully. " I'm fine, I guess... who are you?" I asked him. " I'm Oliver. I just thought you'd like to know that your spell went bad." He said softly, looking sad, as if he had casted the failed spell.

I frowned at him. " How do you know?" I asked with slight malice. Oliver stared at me for a moment. " Tomorrow, you'll see England. Your spell lasts for a few days, until it wears off." He smiled and waved, before disappearing.

I bolted awake at the sound of thunder. There was no way that a storm was happening at the same time I had that dream.. I frowned. Oliver... Who, or what, is he? A figment of my imagination? No, that couldn't be right. If he was, I should be able to see him right now, like all of my faerie friends. I thought back to the short conversation we had. My spell went wrong..? What could that mean? I sighed and rubbed my eyes. I needed some tea. I sat up and left my room, going towards my kitchen. I grabbed a tea pot and a tea bag, before filling the pot with water and placing it on the stove. I waited calmly for the water to heat up, thinking about anything I heard that might even have a connection with Oliver... Wait. I turned the stove off and ran towards my library.

Once I arrived, I grabbed two books. One on portals and dimensions, the other I had used before. I flipped to the page I casted the spell on and frowned. I had said the words to the one underneath it! I quickly read through the spells description and paled. No. No, it wasn't possible. I didn't just send America there did I? I opened the second book and went to the page on a 'mirror' world, that was like ours and wasn't at the same time. I skimmed through the pages and paled. I did. I had just sent America to a world none have been to and survived. The world Oliver comes from. I had just possibly doomed the young nation.

Melac: that is easily the most we've ever written.

Aneres: yep! Next chapter is going to be explainations and we get to see where America is, if you haven't figured it out yet! Ciao!

Melac: See you later. Review, please. Next chapter will keep being written until we get one or two of them.