Ok here's chapter 2 ... it might be a little meh but yeah... read it and tell me what you think... and also if it makes any sense.
XxXA Call to ArthurXxX
At 5 in the morning Arthur was not a happy person, so when his phone started to go off making him nearly fall out of bed and on to the floor his mood only got worse.
Glancing at the caller Id he sighed and mumbled something sounding suspiciously about spells and turtles and a surprise for a certain Spaniard.*
"What the bloody hell do you want America, don't you know it's 5 in the morning you git?" he yelled into the phone.
"…umm…Arthur we-" The man on the other side was cut off by loud pounding and a small cry from someone in the background, this cause Arthur to pause in his rant and realize that Alfred had called him Arthur and not Iggy or Artie which was never a good sign and that someone was crying in the background.
"Shh it's alright Mattie he can't get out I promise."
"Ahh it was Matthew crying but why and who can't get out of what?" he thought to himself, out loud he asked.
"Alfred what's going on, what's wrong with Matthew?"
"Arthur… we… we need your help will you please come over… you need to see something and …" The sound of shuffling and a door being closed, this time Alfred was whispering. "…and truthfully I really don't know how long I can keep him locked in my closet safe room, he had me tied to a chair Arthur… ME… and then he- I can't leave Matthew alone so just please come over quickly-" More pounding. "I have to go please hurry."
"Alfred… ALFRED!" Arthur yelled into the phone only to be answered by the dial tone.
"Bloody hell…Crazy Americans..." he continued to mutter to himself even as he boarded the plane to America.
XxXBack at America's houseXxX
Alfred sat with his brother on the bed in his room rubbing Matthews back to keep him calm as the waited for Arthur to get there.
"W-what are we going to d-do with him when Arthur gets h-here?"
"I'm not sure; really I'm just hoping he can use his magic to send my doppelganger to wherever he came from, he should be here any minute then we can go to your house for the night or something."
The sound of pounding from the closet was interrupted by the doorbell.
"I'll be right back Mattie." A small nod and he was down the stairs and to the door in a matter of seconds. When he opened the door (still unlocked from when Mattie had come in) he was face to face with an irate Englishman.
XxXBack to Arthurs POVXxX
"Alfred you better tell me what the hell is going on before I beat you senseless."
"Umm... It's better if you saw for yourself, I don't think you would believe me if I explained."
"What are you talking about, and where's Matthew I heard him crying over the phone."
Alfred turned towards the stairs after shutting the door.
"Well you see I came home and there was a noise upstairs and so I went to check it out and I opened the bathroom door and there was a person standing there and he….he looks just like me Artie, he even has my super strength." Alfred rushed.
"Alfred slow down I can't understand you, what does this have to do with why your brother was crying?" The look on Alfred's face almost made him wish he hadn't asked.
"Arthur… he-" There was a crash from upstairs followed by a small yelping sound.
"A-Alfred what the bloody hell was that?" Arthur got no response from the worried blond as they ran up the rest of the stairs and back towards Alfred's room.
"Al!" a whispery voice called from the room, when they ran through the door the first thing Arthur noticed was the bandages around the Canadians chest, the second thing was that he was staring at Alfred's closet in fear. Turning he saw what made the Canadian scared, a huge dent in the side of the metal door was getting slowly bigger with each pound from the other side.
A muffled laugh and the pounding stopped.
"Mattie, bro… come on let me out so we can have more fun~" A muffled voice said from behind the door. Matthew started to tear up again and backed away to the wall across from the door.
"What's going on Alfred?" Arthur asked again.
"Well… inside that room is another…. Me, only he… he's a villain."
"What do you mean he's a villain?"
"Just what he said Iggy-cakes, I'm the villain and he's the soon to be dead hero and Mattie is our damsel in distress, so why don't you let me out of this room so we can continue the game." The muffled voice spoke again, Matthew squeaked and tried to back up more only to remember that he was already against the wall.
"Arthur we need to send this… crazy bastard back to where he came from."
"What are you talking about Alfred your still not making sense, who is in the closet and what happened to Matthew, would someone please make sense?"
"It's another A-Alfred he l-looks just like him, he c-could be his c-clone, A-Arthur, he said he h-had you… w-well not you… but another you s-send him here, s-so we f-figured we w-would need your h-help to get r-rid of him." Matthew mumbled from behind him, his stuttering made it almost difficult to understand him.
"Alright, well that starts us somewhere..." He walked over to the closet and stood next to Alfred who was eyeing the door angrily. "Alfred we're going to need to bring him out here if you want me to send him back."
"No, absolutely not… I…he… Arthur if I let him out I don't know if I can keep him from hurting anyone again…It was just luck that I got him in there…" He glanced back over his shoulder at Matthew.
"Well that explains what happened to him." Arthur thought to himself he glanced back at Canada and sighed.
"Well I can make a containment circle to keep him in but the only problem is getting him to stand in it or at the very least walk into it." He whispered so the one in the safe room couldn't hear his idea.
"Alright as soon as you give me the signal I'll do what I have to."
There was pounding coming from the closet again and the door looked about ready to give way to the maniac pounding on it from inside.
"Let's work quickly then shall we."
"Agreed…" Alfred mumbled
Arthur explained the plan to Matthew who still refused to move from the wall and dug a piece of chalk out of his pocket and drew the containment circle in front of him.
"Try and stay calm lad..." Arthur whispered in Matthew's ear then stepped away.
Arthur pushed Alfred out of the room and in to the hall way they closed the door only leaving enough room for them to see Matthew against the wall.
Arthur felt bad about using the kid as psycho bait, but they really had no other way to make the crazed Alfred look-alike walk in the circle if he was as strong as Alfred the only way would be to trick him. He made Alfred walk down stairs to the front door and call out.
"All right Mattie we're just gonna run to the store for Arthurs supplies we'll be right back!" Alfred cringed as he yelled those words but he opened and slammed the door back shut all the same.
There was silence throughout the house; the only noise was a few sniffles coming from the blonde against the wall. Then there was shuffling inside the metal prison.
"Hey Mattie~… are they really gone~?" The muffled voice sang. The blonde boy flinched then thought about a reply, he gathered his courage and steadied his breathing he had to make this sound as convincing as possible before he freaked out again.
"Shut up." He said in a clear voice.
"…What… What did you say?" The muffled voice asked incredulously, Matthew flinched again but held his voice steady.
"I said shut up, eh."
"How dare you talk to me like that boy, when I get out of here I'm going to skin you alive and feed it to you!"
"Your locked in a closet you can't do anything to me, your just bat-shit crazy, the only reason you came here is because your brother hates you you stupid hoser." Matthew taunted unknowingly hitting a sore spot in the man. It surprised the British man how fearless Matthew could sound taunting a madman but Arthur respected his bravery and willingness to be bait.
"YOU LITTLE FUCKING BRAT!" Suddenly there was furious ponding against the metal door, and then suddenly without warning the door fell to the ground in a twisted heap of metal. This caused Matthew to yelp in surprise and Arthur felt Alfred tense beside him.
"So what now that the doors gone you're gonna go back to crying no more taunting or insults?" Look-alike Alfred said with a sneer. Matthew made himself calm down before speaking trying to keep the others attention off the floor.
"You're stupid, no wonder your brother hates you..." Not a smart comeback but at this point Matthew just wanted him to hurry up and walk in the circle. The others face became dark with fury and he started towards Matthew with a look that could have made Russia piss himself, not that Matthew could really see it as his glasses were still in his brothers pocket but Arthur and Alfred could see it and it made them wounder if they should go in there and stop him from getting closer.
"You little brat, I knew I should have cut your tongue out but I had really wanted to hear you scream, I guess now's my chance." He advanced on Matthew who had started to shake slightly trying to keep himself from starting to cry again, Arthur had to grab the back of Alfred's shirt to keep him from running in and trying to smash the crazy bastards face no matter how much Arthur himself wanted to do the same.
"Just t-try it, eh!" He forced the words from his mouth.
"I'm gonna rip you tongue out with my bare-" he was cut off with a bright flash and the sound of faint music and the hand he was reaching out for Matthew with was stopped by what seemed to be an invisible wall.
"Well he may be crazier than you but he certainly is as hot headed." The Brit mumbled as they stepped in to the room, Alfred immediately walked over to Matthew and hugged him against his chest protectively and glared at his look-alike.
"Hehe looks like they didn't leave after all and I'm guessing that this is some weird magic shit Arthurs always going on about."
"Shut up you bloody git, once I send you back you had better stay there do you understand?"
"Hehe… sure Iggy-cakes I understand but that doesn't mean I'm gonna listen to ya."
"Let's just get this over with." Matthews mumbled, Alfred who had still not let go of the slightly shorter blonde just nodded his head and glared some more. The other looked at them and gave his evil grin.
"Looks like the hero won today my little doppelganger, but next time you won't be so lucky."
Before Alfred could respond Arthur started his spell.
"Malum creatura non pertinent (Evil creature that does not belong)
Relinquo mundum et semet reverti (Leave this world and return to you own)
Malum creatura non pertinent (Evil creature that does not belong)
Et non revertuntur exeatis hinc (Leave this place and do not return)
Ingredi viam tuam et ne recedas mundi (Enter the road to your world and do not turn back)
Malum creatura non pertinent (Leave this place and do not return )
Profectus!" (Be Gone)(Google Translator Used)(probably the most lame spell made up ever)
With another bright light the number of people in the room was down to three and everyone let out a sigh of relief now that the other was gone.
"I w-want to go h-home…" Matthew whispered to Alfred who looked down at him with concern then grinned.
"The hero will drive you home of course and Arthur is coming too sense we are most definitely not staying here… and I don't think I'm coming back." He said the last part to nobody in particular because they understood.
Alfred grabbed a suitcase and packed enough close to last him a few weeks before he went down stairs to join Matthew and Arthur.
"Right…" he started hugging Matthew to his chest. "Let's get going."
As they walked out the door Matthew tripped and started to fall only to be caught by Arthur, Alfred remembered the glasses in his pocket and put them on Matthews face.
"Thanks…"
"No problem it's what hero's do… oh yeah I have a question."
"W-what?"
"How did you know it wasn't me that answered the door?"
The purple eyed nation paused and blushed.
"Umm… w-well you see…"
"What… tell me!"
"You didn't call b-back after you c-called the first t-time… and y-you usually c-call at l-least f-fifteen more t-times before I g-get there if it the p-powers out… and w-when I got there he umm… h-he didn't say the w-word hero once the entire time he s-said he was w-worried about me or when he c-called as you." The blonde blushed but Arthur started to laugh loudly, Alfred just blushed with his brother.
"Well I am the hero…" he mumbled as they got in the car.
XxX End XxX
That has to be the most retarded spell ever but it works i guess... i could have found one in my own spell book (don't ask) but they are all with my friend.
(*) I have a little plot bunny that thinks it would be funny for Arthur to turn Alfred into a turtle and then give him to Spain or Spain finds him at the meeting or whatever... unless someone has written a story like that... then someone needs to tell me what that story's called so i can read it lol
Ok what did ya think?
was it to meh? did it make sense? was it awesome? what? what? what? tell me! lol (over did it there)
