How Did I Get Here?

Arthur had somehow managed to get caught in the mountain when hiking with Mathew. He only left to go explore the area that they were camping in for the night until he found a beautiful crystal cave. He of course explored inside and found an odd crystal which reflected him just in different colours, he thought nothing of it at the time because the crystal was coloured differently and continued on exploring until he tripped and found himself somewhere completely different. There were no crystals behind him or anything from the previous area. All he could see for miles were dark woods. He saw someone that looked like Mathew but with his hair tied up, quite dark under the eyes, a darker hair colour that was closer to Arthur's, different clothes and no glasses. He looked a lot nastier as well and when he pulled out the hockey bat and tried to attack him with it, Arthur ran for his life. He got away and hid behind a tree.

"I see James didn't kill you… Good thing you're a lot faster than you look."

Arthur heard a voice from behind him and quickly turned around in shock. There was a man who strangely resembled Alfred in more ways than one. Similar annoying tone, the ahoge in the same place and even the cheeky grin plastered across his face. But he had brown hair, brown eyes, darker skin and the part that disturbed Arthur the most was the baseball bat that had nails coming out of it.

"Nice to meet ya, name's Allen but you can call me Al" he put out his hand as if wanting to shake hands but when Arthur took a small step back, he lowered his hand. "What's your name?" He asked as his grin grew.

"…A…Arthur…" He was hesitant to answer but did so anyway. He took another step back in caution so that he was out of range of the bat.

"Well… Arthur… I suggest you run before Oliver finds you… Oh! Be careful of the traps that we've set out around this area; since it is our territory. I know where mine are and James doesn't set as many as me and Oliver. Issue is… I have not a clue in the slightest where Ollie leaves his." Al explained and moved closer "you're not my double so you're useless to me… But if Oliver finds you, aw man~ you'd wish you were dead instead of having to serve him."

Arthur felt a chill run up his spine, "what exactly might he do?"

Al grinned and climbed to the top of the tree, "…Call it yandere if you will…" He grinned when he saw Arthur take another few steps backwards and was one more step away from the trap. He jumped down and pushed Arthur back into it and he got caught up in a net, "…My job here is done… Am I off the hook?" He looked past Arthur and into a dark patch of bush.

Arthur looked in that direction to see who Al was talking to. He saw blue eyes that were glowing like a cat's and a small pink ring was slowly appearing.

Oliver grinned and nodded. "For now, but don't think that you're off the hook entirely. I still need to harvest ingredients." He smirked. "If he doesn't obey, you know what will happen to you." The strawberry blonde approach Arthur, observing his new found prey. He was exactly what he was looking for. It was a wonder for him on how Allen found his counterpart. "How did you get him here?"

"He came here on his own... I simply went through the outer boundaries of where we can go and pushed him in here." He explained with a grin, "also... He's as stubborn as anything. I've already got what I could out of someone who's named Mathew and sent him straight back off into the mountain. Honest man... He kind of reminded me of James. He's going to be pissed when he finds out that I let his counterpart go free~" Al grinned. "And I'm not taking responsibility for if he's a disobedient idiot; just take it out on him until he learns... I'm going to have to find James later just to say a few things, do you need him knocked out or brought anywhere or something like that? I'm obliged to do both if you want me too~" he teased and raised his bat a little "no guarantees that he won't lose his head though."

Arthur let out a whimper and started struggling now that he'd finally realised what sort of a situation he was in. He attempted to tare open the net but that didn't work. He had his pocket knife that Matt gave him for his birthday on him but he figured that it'd be a bit dangerous to pull it out but reached to grab it out anyway. "The hell's going on?!" He screamed.

"No need to worry your pretty little head over anything, I wouldn't dare do that anyway... We'd only use drugs. After all, we don't want to risk killing you." He laughed and lowered his bat.

Arthur continued to struggle and glared down at Al "I can't die until my country does, you idiot!" He retorted.

Oliver smirked. "If this Matthew person was so sweet, should have brought him here. It's rare to have anyone so sweet here." He smiled and rubbed Allen's head lightly, giving his cheek a kiss. "Try not to kill your brother. We need him alive; too easy if he was dead." He was happy that one of his friends was obedient to him. Allen was so sweet. Oliver turned his attention to Arthur once he noticed the knife. "What exactly do you think you're doing? That knife isn't going to save you. My knives are sharper, quicker and deadlier than you can imagine them being; don't think that you are going to win this fight."

Allen nodded and started to walk off. "Any last jobs you wanted me to do before we have to meet again next week?" He asked as he looked back.

"…Leave Mathew alone, git! Whatever this place is, it looks awful and I don't want him being put through traps and being chased with hockey sticks!" Arthur yelled to Al as he saw him about to leave.

Allen grinned and looked to both Oliver and his counterpart. "That's completely up to Oliver." He laughed and folded his arms while waiting for a response from the strawberry blond.

Oliver chuckled at that. "He is right. You can go, Allen. Don't try to kill your brother. If you can, bring his counterpart back alive. It would be fine to see another sweet face." He smiled at Arthur. "You're going to be a handful. I can already tell."

Arthur began struggling and pulling on the net again. "Don't you dare, don't you so much as lay a finger on Mathew!" He yelled and started becoming rather angry at the fact that one of his little brothers were about to be brought into a place like this.

Al just laughed and walked off "see ya."

Oliver waved goodbye to his brother with a smile. He smiled at his angry counterpart. "We're going to have so much fun together, Arthur."

Arthur glared at Oliver, "don't you dare hurt Mathew..." He growled. The only thing that remained on his mind was that his brother was searching through the mountains for him, alone and was probably going to be pulled into this place too.

He continued to smile. Seeing his counterpart so angry brought a grin onto his face. "Why shouldn't I? He sounds like a babe; sweet, honest, easy to kill. Maybe he'll cry; knowing that you can't save him. Maybe I should torture him in front of you so that you can watch him take his last breath."

"No! He's my little brother and I won't let you do anything to hurt him! No one's allowed to!" The darker blond snapped. His glare darkened and all he had any intentions of doing was to protect Mathew. He was considering pulling his pocket knife out, but instead he pushed it back in so that it was properly hidden once again. 'All I have to do is hold on until something actually does happen or they're distracted... Then I can use it.' He thought to himself.

Oliver sat next to his tied up counterpart. He placed a hand under his chin, tilting it up to see him, "you're so beautiful when you're angry. It makes me want to see what you look like when you're crying."

Arthur felt a little annoyed by those comments but managed to calm himself down. He rested back into the net and got as comfortable as he could, for all he knew he was going to be there for a while, "...Git..."

Oliver chuckled at that response. "Nice response, from a foul mouth; like yourself."

Arthur however wasn't amused. 'At least I'm not as bad as Lovino he thought to himself in annoyance and simply ignored Oliver. The man was clearly looking for entertainment, through his reactions and he wasn't intending on being some clown to entertain others.

Oliver slipped his hand through the net and pulled the knife out of Arthur's pocket. He smiled. "This is some blade."

Arthur jumped, "give that back!" He demanded while trying to reach for the knife; that was now out of reach. He had to get that blade back because he needed it in case they actually managed to get Mathew but mainly the fact that the knife in that was now in the strawberry blonde's grasp is special to him.

"I will. I just wanted to look at it." Oliver put the knife back in Arthur's back pocket.

"Not yours to look at." He said and pulled it out of his pocket to hold onto.

He chuckled. "Seems like it."

"Not funny!" He held the knife away so that it was out of view.

Oliver chuckled more. It was in his nature.

Arthur growled and turned his head away.

Oliver lied down, next to him and waits for Allen to return and return Allen did, it seemed that Mathew hadn't left the cave, like Al had told him too.

"Mattie!" Arthur jumped and started trying to get out once again. He saw the condition Mathew was in; he'd tried to run and fought back. He had a few rambles sticking to his clothes and was all tied up, Allen had left him with a bruise or two and he rather clearly did the same, with the additional bite mark.

Al had Mathew by the collar and was looking quite obviously pissed off "if you want the gag removed, do it yourself. This kid knows how to fight back when he wants to... Just be thankful that I even made the effort to tie him up instead of killing him then and there… Now where do you want him?" He asked as he glared at Mathew.

Oliver smiled at Allen. "You didn't have to beat him up so badly. Only enough for him to stay conscious, his poor pretty face." He pointed to the opposite side of Arthur, "over there is fine."

"Sorry 'bout that... It was his fault; he shouldn't have fought back!" He retorted and tied him up at the appointed spot.

He chuckled and hugged Allen. "Its fine~"

Al pushed his way out of the hug. "Not too close. I still don't trust you not to stab me or something," he grinned when he heard a slight whimper coming from Mathew.

"Oh, come on. I don't have anything on me. Well, I do… But, I'm not going to use them!" He turned his attention to Mathew for a second, Oliver smiled at Allen. "Want to play with him~?"

"Sounds like fun~" Al grinned and store down to Mathew. "What should we do first? I want to save the dissection and death part, until last; you should know that about me already."

Arthur noticed that Mathew was becoming scared and confused; he could hear mild whimpers, along with his younger brother beginning to struggle. He clenched onto the pocket knife. "That's enough! He hasn't done anything wrong! Leave him out of whatever the hell you plan on doing!" He yelled and started tugging at the net, "he's like me and can't die until his country does! But, that gives you no right to make him suffer while he's still alive!" He continued and managed to stand up in the net. He tried undoing it from the rope. He had to get to Mathew before anything bad happens, but refused to use the knife until it's deemed necessary.

Al laughed "well... I guess we have no choice but to make him suffer, no?" He looked to Oliver, with a grin.

Oliver grinned and nodded in return. "No choice but to do so. Would you care to torture your new cute brother, while I torture myself? Even alive, their screams will make me happy. Even if your country it still alive, you can't die, but you can and will be tortured for eternity. Your own people will begin to wonder where you two are. Imagine, if war broke out. You wouldn't be there to help." He pulled out a knife from his pocket, "how about we play a game~?"

"Torturing Mathew, heh~ that would basically torture your counterpart even more, since all he's able to do is sit back and watch. Also, what game might that be?" He asked and looked to Oliver, with a cold smirk.

He approached Arthur and kissed his lips lightly, "the game, of watching both of you in extreme pain, the beautiful thrills from it. Luckily for you, you'll bleed and pass out most of the time~"

Arthur jumped, "leave Mathew out of this!" He ordered and threw a punch, only to have his fist caught within a firm grip.

"It sounds like it'll be a fun game~ but, I have no intention of touching Mathew or hurting him too much more; James would most likely have my head, if he found out that I so much as touched his counterpart... Man~ things would be so much easier if mine had of come here instead..." Al whined.

"Leave him out of this as well! Neither Mathew nor Alfred should have to deal with this! What have we ever done to you?!" Arthur yelled as he felt the grip tighten. "We've never been here before! Let alone, even met you!" He continued.

Oliver put Arthur in a headlock and looked at Allen. "I think you would beat your counterpart for being annoying, mine sure talks too much. Good thing he's cute~ why not go see if you can find your counterpart somewhere~?"

"Alfred isn't with us! It was just us two! Now let go!" He was incredibly uncomfortable, being stuck in both a net and headlock.

"It's true..." Allen shrugged.

Oliver tightened his hold to make Arthur stop. "You know where he lives at. Not hard to pay a visit"

Arthur could only let out sounds of him choking when trying to speak and glared at Oliver while trying to pull his way out of the headlock. He was getting a little dizzy and it came to the point where he had no choice but to use the knife to get out of the net and was about to stab Oliver with it when a baseball bad got in the way.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you. Believe me when I say, it's in your best interest not to hurt Oliver, he'll just get you back in the exact same spot with something ten times more lethal." Al warned with a grin and grabbed Arthur by the collar to pull him out of Oliver's grip.

Arthur gasped, now that he could breathe. He saw that he was getting dragged towards Mathew. He was then thrown onto the man and heard Al stepping back. He didn't care what Allen was doing at this current point, he was just happy to finally be close to his brother.

"If you're going to ask why I did that then listen... He's not fighting because he only wants to be able to protect his little brother..." Al looked at the happy, darker blond Brit and grinned, "...Now how about we test just how far Arthur's willing to go to protect Mathew..." He grabbed the knife out of Oliver's hand and threw it. He had no intentions to hit the Brit. He was merely throwing a warning shot. He couldn't help but laugh when he saw Arthur jump and heard a gasp come from Mathew, from when Artie had pulled the gag off of him before the knife was thrown.

Arthur fully covered Mathew "I won't let you hurt him!"

AN: This was an AU fanfic. There really isn't enough 2P!UKUK/UKcest/Englandcest/Oliver x Arthur out there and we figured that we'd give you a full series. I am England's mun but I have a different partner for this one. I miss you btw Prussia! Anyway, I shall be referring to the partner for this AU 2P!England. Prussia's mun has been busy and I figured I may as well publish the first chapter of this since there's actually a LOT more to this and I am also on my school computer… I really don't wanna get caught~ but I won't hesitate to publish this, dudes. The next chapter will be out soon! I reassure you!

Edited by England

Written by England and 2P!England