After the mirror vanished it reappeared in an old and abandoned warehouse. It was about the size of a grocery store and was at the end of a dirt road, 5 miles away from the highway. Inside the warehouse was a couple of desks and chairs, as well as a few beaten up mattresses. Various pots and paintings were also scattered around. The mirror appeared on the floor in the middle of the huge room, still glowing, and sat there for around two minutes. Then the glowing subsided and in it's place stood six countries who all appeared to be in a good mood, relatively. "Well Oliver it looks like your weird magic shit actually paid off." One of them said as they put on their shades over their red eyes. "I'll be taking a quarter later for that comment Allen!" Another one replied cheerfully. "Is everyone ready to shut up now? Good. First order of business is confirming where we are." An Italian said to the others. "I don't take shit from anyone Luciano." A guy in a plaid shirt commented, getting a glare and the flash of a knife in response. "Can't we just kill them?" A man in a black uniform asked, looking longingly at the katana at his waist. "I hate working with you people, I should have come alone. But no, after all if we just killed them, what would be the fun in that?" Luciano answered, a psychotic grin forming on his face. "Watever, just work out a plan fast, i'm already getting bored…" Another person with a scar on their face mumbled. With that all the nations gathered the desks in the center to form a table and placed all the chairs around it. Then, with Luciano at the head of the table, they planned how to best make the other countries lives a living hell.
Meanwhile all the nations in the meeting room were flipping their shit. "What do you mean war!" Germany demanded stepping closer to England than the European nation found comfortable. "Well Germany please tell me something, did those reflections look friendly to you?" "N-not really." Italy shakily answered. "England-san, are you positive they managed to come to this world? How can we be sure that this wasn't just an elaborate hoax?" Japan asked, looking around the room at all the nations who had, by now, sat down. "I'm absolutely positive that was real magic, and that it succeeded." England replied. "Dudes I think we need to call help to sort this out." America said, everyone nodded and in response called everyone available. After 5 minutes of talking and 30 minutes of waiting for the others to arrive, the six countries heard footsteps outside the meeting room door. "Hey everyone the awesome me is here to save the day!" Germany sighed as his annoying brother entered the room, with France and Spain in close pursit. "Hola everyone!" Spain greeted with a smile as the three took a seat at the table. A few minutes later Romano stormed into the room. "Fratello!" Italy exclaimed, glad that his brother showed up, but before he could get out of his seat to greet him, Spain was by his side."Who let the tomato bastard in here!" The Italian yelled as Spain wrapped him in a hug. "Hey there Roma." Spain said before taking his seat at the table again. After grumbling for a bit Romano sat down next to the Spainard. "Is everyone here, good." Germany started after making a quick head count. "So for thoose of you who have just arrived the situation goes as follows. Yesterday Italy found a mirror which reflects an image of yourself with different hair, eye, and skin color, along with different clothes. However after the meeting while we were crowded around the mirror, Italy's reflection talked." This gained shocked expressions from the four nations who just arrived. "Then the mirror vanished," England stated, "I believe it is some type of portal, meaning that the reflections could be in this world." There was a pause as everyone soaked in the information. Finally France decided to speak up, "Well how do we know if they are even dangerous? After all England's such a wimp I'm sure we'll be fine!" "Why you bloody frog!" England yelled. After a few minutes of calming down, the englishmen turned to France. "If you would have let me finish, I was going to say that I've encountered this type of problem before." "Nani? England-san please excuse me, but if you knew what it was why did you wait till now to tell us?" Japan interrupted. "Well, I've never encountered them personally, I've only read about them. In fact I checked my magic book while waiting for the others to confirm my suspicions." "Come on, just tell us already Iggy!" America said, impatient as always. "Fine, I believe the reflections in the mirror are our "2Ps"." "2P? What is that?" Veneziano questioned, the small nation had positioned himself between Romano and Germany, who he was now clinging onto in fear, much to his brothers dismay. "Simply put, a 2P is a second personality or opposite. They look and act completely different from their 1P or original. This was why I was so worried considering that most of us are passive." England responded, looking down at the oak table. "Wait, so are you saying the weaker the person, the stronger the 2P?" Spain questioned. After England responded with a silent nod of his head everyone, even the dimmer countries, turned towards the still frightened Italy. The small nation jumped at the sudden attention given to him. "H-hey, why is everyone looking at me?" "Well it could have been worse…" Germany trailed off. "Actually I looked in the mirror too, I don't do a whole lot of fighting…. my 2p might be a problem." Canada stated as everyone glanced over at him. Before anyone could make a comment, America jumped out of his seat with his phone in his hand. "Dudes check out the new!" He yelled, hooking up his phone to the projector in the room. England opened his mouth to scold America for using his phone during a meeting but decided against it given the urgency in his voice. After waiting for the projector to start up the room filled with the sound of a frantic news reporter. "Within the last hour there have been 10 murders in broad daylight across the globe, all committed by people that, when asked, identified themselves as 2P's. The criminals have yet to be caught so please proceed with caution as the authorities do not know where they will strike again." The man said before the channel changed to show the weather report. "This was the 2P bastards wasn't it?" Romano questioned leaning back in his chair while crossing his arms. "Ja, without a doubt." Germany stated with a sigh. "Well I think the first thing we should do is figure out where they are." England said. "But the killings were everywhere! We don't even know which country they're in!" Prussia exclaimed. Everyone contemplated this before Japan spoke up. "Maybe we should map out where the murders were, then if there is a pattern we could see it." "Good idea Japan." France complimented. "Okay guys I have a map right here." Everyone crowded around America as he laid out the map. "You bloody git! This is a map of the U.S.A.!" England yelled while pulling out a map of his own. "Let's see, there was one killing in Germany... " Germany said after looking at the news report frozen on the projector. He then placed a pushpin, there happened to be a box of them in the room next door, into the map. "One in Japan as well." Another pin was added. "And in America!" "England too." By now the map had 4 pins in it with 6 more in a pile next to the map. "Actually there were 2 in Canada." Canada said, slowly placing two pins in the map. After double checking the news report, Italy stepped directly in front of the map. "The last four were all in northern Italy." The weak nation said, punching the last 4 push pins into the map. With all of them being countries, of course they all felt it when a citizen was brutally killed, however it happened so often that it didn't have much of an impact. But because there had been four killings and he was already weak to begin with, Veneziano was starting to get a headache. Seeing his friends discomfort Germany walked over and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Why don't you go sit down Italy." At first the Italian looked like he was going to argue, but decided against it. "Okay captain." He said, taking the closest seat to the map. "The killings are pretty scattered…" England started, signaling to the others to share their ideas. "Well seeing as how most of them are in northern Italy, I would say they are hiding there." France suggested as everyone turned their attention to Italy on the map. "Maybe, but somethings been nagging me," Japan said as all eyes fell on him. "why would they kill in broad daylight, aren't they smart enough to know it will give away their location?" Everyone thought for a moment until Canada spoke up. "Maybe they want us to know where they are. Actually, do we even know what their motive is?" "All this thinking is making my head hurt!" Prussia said as he then proceeded to bang his head on the table repeatedly. "Could you please stop that!" Germany yelled, before giving a big sigh. "But I do agree with Canada, we lack information." All the countries sat at the table again and started coming up with ideas. After an hour they decided to continue the meeting in the morning and go home. Germany had to drive both Prussia and Italy home who were, at the moment, talking about… birds? 'I hope this resolves itself soon...' Germany thought to himself as he started up the car and began the 30 minute drive home.
"Aahh, I love my country, even if it is some half-assed copy." Luciano said to himself. He had just finished his killing spree and, after losing the police, was now on his way back to the warehouse. He had hotwired a red ferrari and was now pulling into the driveway of the 2Ps new headquarters. As he got out of the car he noted the 5 new vehicles parked out front. 'Good the others are here, I hate waiting.' He thought as he walked into the building, only to find a fight in progress. Well great, now his good mood was ruined. Here they were planning world domination, and then wasting time in a tiny argument. Of course the magnitude of the fight is relative, seeing as how Allen and Matt both had out their weapons. Objects were thrown all around the room, but somehow the corner of the room where Lucianos ally, Lutz, slept remained untouched. As stated before, Allen and Matt were fighting, for some reason Kiko (the Italians other ally) was trying to join in. Oliver was trying to stop the whole mess and was failing badly. Luciano sighed and made his way over to the two north Americans. When he felt he was close enough he threw two small knives and hit each nations dominate hand. Both of them dropped their weapons and gripped their now bleeding hands. "If you two are done playing~?" Luciano asked sweetly. He loved mimicking his 1Ps voice, it always sent shivers down the others spines. "B-but, Matt killed two people instead of one!" Allen complained. "Next time you have a problem use your words dear." Oliver said as he began wrapping the others hand. Normally it would have healed on its own, however since another country inflicted it, it was a normal wound. "Matt this is your first warning, don't disobey again." Luciano said while taking a seat at the makeshift meeting table in the middle of the room. Matt just rolled his eyes and took a seat as well. "Luciano, I have discovered where our 1Ps have been meeting, It's at a large building in eastern America." Kiko said, sitting down to the left of his commander. "Good, did you send the letter?" Luciano questioned, by now Lutz had woken up and sat at the table as well, along with Allen and Oliver. "I sent it… but it was a waste of time…" The German answered. "Alright, you all made sure to rig up the "presents" correctly right?" The Italian asked, a smirk forming on his face. "Yep! It's all ready to go!" Oliver said cheerfully. "Okay then, it's show time." Luciano said, taking his phone out of his pocket and opening the news station app so he could here about how his masterpiece worked out. This was going to be fun.
END OF CHAPTER 2
A/N
Hello fellow readers! Sorry the update took so long, I have to write then type each chapter. The next chapter is partly written but it could still take a while depending on my school work. Also I decided to call Italy "Veneziano" occasionally seeing as how its fairer to Romano. I plan on incorporating human names for the 1Ps next chapter. Please review! I need the ideas and I value your suggestions. Well I guess thats it, Ciao and grazie for reading!