Anyone's POV

The next world meeting had come a lot sooner than expected. England claimed he had urgent news.

"This better be important, I have a country to take care of." Switzerland said, hugging his gun to his chest grumpily.

"Okay, a fair warning. If you ever see a double of yourself, run away. Just run. Do not approach them, do not talk to them, whatever you do just don't even look at them." England said.

"Oh you mean like what happened last meeting?" America asked.

"Yes. Except that was an idiot mistake on my end." England replied. "Just, my point is, do NOT UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES, talk to them. Are we clear?"

"As vodka." Russia smiled.

"Great. That concludes my business." England adjourned the meeting.

"Where do you think these clones came from?" Japan asked Italy and Germany as they left the building.

"You know England is a weirdo." Germany replied. "He's always talking about nonsense like that. He should be in a mental hospital."

"But the other America last week was creepy." Italy said.

"Yo, Japan." They heard America call out. "Can I talk with you?"

"I'll see you guys later." Japan bowed quickly before going over to America.

"That business with England was pretty wacko, huh?" He said, putting an arm around Japan's shoulder and leading him away.

"Personal space, America. We talked about this." Japan shrugged him off. America seemed a little surprised but quickly recovered from it.

"Well, I want to show you something." America said cheerfully.

"What is it?" Japan asked.

America led him farther away until they started heading into a field.

"I don't have a good feeling about this." Japan said as they entered the woods. He couldn't turn and walk away because America kept a firm hold on his shoulders. Suddenly, America pulled his bat out and then hit him over the head with it, knocking him out.

"Said the fly when he stepped right into the spider's web. Is that how it goes?" America asked himself as he carried the unconscious body away.


England's POV

England entered his home and was getting ready to talk to Alice about something when someone walked out of his kitchen. It was Italy. Or, Italy's double. He was eating a sandwich with one hand and holding a knife with the other.

"Hey, buddy." Italy said. He kicked a chair over and it rolled to England's feet. "Have a seat. We're going to talk."

"Where are my guards? And my maids?"

"I killed them. Duh." Italy replied with a look that said 'obviously.'

"You alone?" England asked.

"No, that would just be stupid of me." Italy finished the sandwich as someone with buff arms grabbed England from behind and pulled him into a tight, inescapable grasp.

"Unhand me!" England demanded.

"I said, we're going to talk." Italy shook his head. "See, I originally thought I was just teleported to another area of the world. But recently I just learned that wasn't the case." He inspected his knife and England gulped. "I'm in no rush to get back but, a friend of mine is still missing. I want to know where he is."

"Who?"

"Al. Our America. I'm just... so worried about him." Italy said with fake sadness.

"Tell whoever this is to let go of me and we can talk like civilized men." England said.

"Fine." Italy nodded to whoever was holding him. He heard a grunt in his ear and he was released. He stumbled but quickly regained his posture before picking the knocked over chair up and then sitting in it. "So, what's this about your friend?"


Japan's POV

Japan opened his eyes and groaned slightly, trying to roll over. He froze when he realized he wasn't laying down, but in a sitting position on his knees. His hands were chained together, the chains being held together by some lock. It was held up by a hook nearby so his arms were hanging up by his face. He looked around and noticed he was in a weird shack with no furniture except for some dirty mattress on the floor opposite from him and some gardening tools on the wall.

"Do you like it?" He suddenly heard someone ask. It was America. Or, not America? He came from literally nowhere. "I spent a week making this place for us."

"Uh, excuse me?" Japan tugged on the chains. "This isn't funny."

"Of course not. I made this place specifically for us. The Japan in my world wouldn't give me the time of day. Also he wasn't as pretty as you." America ran a finger up Japan's chin and he shrunk back to the wall.

"A-America-san." Japan thought maybe if he tried being more nice he'd let him go. "This is really sweet of you and all but you didn't have to... take all this time to construct a nice place such as this, to get some alone time with me."

"What do you mean?" America asked, sounding genuinely confused.

"You just had to ask and I would have gone on a date with you. Or to your house. Er... A hotel?" Japan smiled nervously. He was trying really hard to not freak the fuck out.

"But I thought it would have been more special this way. Like Beauty and the Beast." America said.

"I'm pretty sure that this is not how Beauty and the Beast went." Japan laughed nervously though it kinda sounded like hyperventilating. America crouched in front of him and gently grabbed his face, looking straight into his eyes. Japan held his breath, bracing for something bad but America just sighed instead.

"You're right. It's just that I worked so hard on this." He let go of him and stood up. "And I don't really want to go back to my world. It was so lame over there, everyone was just violent and weird. I mean, don't get me wrong, I am by no means a good guy. It's just weird to be around people just like you all day." Japan pretended like he understood as he tugged on his chains.

"Just release me and we can start this over." He suggested, hope in his voice.

"No, you might just run away or something." America shook his head.

"I mean, what do you expect?! You just take me to the woods and then knock me out then TIE ME UP IN CHAINS! CHAINS! REALLY? And then expect me to love it?!" Japan snapped.

"Well I asked if you liked it, not loved it." America corrected him. He smirked and lifted his bat, pressing it against Japan's forehead. "You've got some balls, talking to the man that has you chained and on your knees like that"

"If you're going to do something to me, just do it. Get it over with." Japan replied firmly, pressing his forehead back against the bat.

"I love that." America pulled his bat away, laughing. "I knew that staying here would be worth it. Thank you, Luciano, thank you!" He yelled to the ceiling. "So," He looked back to Japan. "The Japan in my world was a huge masochist. He also wasn't afraid to get physical."

"I don't like pain. And I have physical space." Japan swallowed dryly. He was suddenly really thirsty. America grabbed the chains, unhooking them from the wall and then dragging him away. Japan kicked desperately at nothing, pulling and squirming, trying anything to escape his grasp.

"Hey, hey, calm down." America suddenly let go, causing Japan to hit his head on the floor with a small grunt. "I'm letting you go." He said.

"Really?" Japan looked up at him, holding his hands out. America grabbed them again and used a key to release the lock on them. Once it was removed, all the chains collapsed. Japan rubbed his wrists. This was definitely going to bruise.

"You're going to have to try and make sure I don't capture you again." America suddenly said. "If I do, I get to do anything I want to you. If I don't get you in a week, I'll give up. You'll be free." He smiled as Japan picked himself up.

"And what makes you think I'll agree to this?" He glared. America grabbed him by his throat and pulled him so close that their mouths were almost touching.

"You don't have a choice."

Japan pulled himself free and fixed his shirt. "I'm not helpless." He said. "I get it, we'll do this. But you won't catch me off guard again."

"Really? You seemed so convinced I was your America." Al leaned against the wall.

"I'll be more cautious. It's for me to worry about, anyway." Japan left the shack they were in and was shocked to see it was night.

"Remember, I'm always gonna be watching you!" Al called out as Japan walked away. He didn't respond.


England's POV

"You really expect me to believe that you haven't seen him since then?" Luciano asked, left eye twitching slightly.

"It's the truth." England said.

"Fine, then." Luciano walked past him. "You have one week to find him for me. If you don't, you'll end up like your slaves. And I'm well aware that a personification doesn't die that easy. Trust me, I'll find a way." He snapped his fingers, causing Lutz and Kuro to follow him as he left the mansion.

"Guess why I was late." England told Alice once he got in contact with her in the mirror.

"Flying Mint Bunny got a cold? The poor dear."

"No. The screwed up Italy and his gang just spoke to me."

"Really?" Alice leaned forward in her chair, interested.

"I need to get this portal closed or else the others will get in here and we don't want that."

"Look, I already told you what I knew. If that didn't work, I don't know how to help you." Alice sighed.

"Well we need to find another way. He said I have one week to find his friend or else."

"And you're scared of him?"

"Well, he has his other friends. Three against one, not a fair fight."

"Then call your other friends for help. France for example, I'm sure he'd love to help you. Your America too, he loves you." Alice suggested.

"No, I don't want a fight." England thought for a moment. "Maybe if we do find his friend and hand him over and even show him the way out, he'll leave? Prevent anything dire from happening."

"Oh come on, you and I both know that kid is a mastermind. There's no way he'd just leave. He's going to have too much fun with your kind and probably even forget about his 'friend'." Alice rolled her eyes.

"Then what the bloody hell am I supposed to do?" England snapped.

"I already told you; get your friends. Fight to the death." She raised a fist.

"Let's say they were in your world, what would you do?"

"I wouldn't have to do anything. My Italy would beat his ass." She smiled deviously.

"So all Italys are useful and badass except mine? Bloody wonderful." England groaned.

"Just go see if any of the other nations saw that America, it's a decent start." Alice said.

"I don't like it but I guess it's my best option. Can you at least do me a favor and try to find another way to shut the portal?"

"Will do." Alice saluted him before ending the mirror call.


Japan's POV

Japan trudged his way through the forest, groaning at how endless it seemed. Where the hell was he? Was he already about to lose the stupid game? He finally saw a light and stumbled out of the trees toward it, relieved to see the world meeting building right there. The downside is, it was night and no one was there. Damn it. He tripped and fell but was caught by someone.

"Hey, Japan, what are you still doing here?" America asked. America? America?

"I could ask you the same." Japan grumbled, wanting to get away.

"Well, the building's in my country. Also I was playing some catch with Matthew and the ball flew over here. I was searching for it."

"At night?" Japan asked weakly.

"Well it was sunset at first, but yeah." America shrugged. "You good, bro? You look sick. Also, what the heck happened to your arms?" That was the last thing Japan heard before he passed out.