America was the first to show up being that he was the closest. Prussia had sounded hysterical so he feared the worse. When he got got to Canada's he nearly broke the front door off its hinges. He dashed around the house, having momentarily forgotten where his brother's room was, and eventually remembered how to navigate. When he got to Canada's room, Prussia was knealing down next to the bed, keeping an eye on the quiet country. "What's wrong with him? What happened?!" America balled his hands into tight fist as a way to restrain himself from strangling the ex-country. His anger ebbed away when Prussia turned and looked at him with extreme worry. "This morning I found him on the bathroom floor shivering. That was at ten. I've kept him in bed with extra blankets since then but he's still not warming up nor has he woken up. His lips are still blue too. I don't know what happened." He said softly. Alfred went over to the unconscious male and gently touched his face. He shook his head and took off his jacket then draped it over Canada. "He's freezing. Are you sure he wasn't out in the snow?" He asked. "If he has, he should be warm by now. Its like, the more blankets I add, the colder he gets. I called France and England too so they should be on their way." America nodded. He jumped when there was a loud crash in the kitchen. "What was that?"
"Kumajiro. For some reason he keeps knocking over the trash more than usual. Kumajiro, what are you doing in there?!"
"It wasn't me this time."
Prussia sighed. "I'll be back."
America stayed by Matthew's side, smoothing his hair back. "Its OK bro, I'm here. France and England are on their way. England should know what to do." He said softly. "N-n-n-n-n-n-no... N-n-not England... D-d-don't want him to yell..." It was very soft, barely above a whisper, but America heard what Canada said. "He won't yell at you. What would he yell at you about anyway?" He asked, smiling softly. "S-s-s-secret..." Canada slowly turned to America then sat up an hugged him. "S-s-s-so c-c-cold... W-wheres P-Prussia?" He asked. Alfred rubbed his back comfortingly. "Your bear keeps knocking over the trash. He went to go see why. Canada, what happened? What are you cold?" Said male quickly retreated back under blankets, wrapping them tightly around his body. "N-n-nothing. G-go in the l-living room. I'm t-t-tired." He mumbled. America sighed heavily. He knew he wasn't going to get anything out of him so he left the room. As he stepped into the hallway, Kumajiro made his way into the room. "America, please come here." Prussia called from the kitchen. He slowly did so, drifting in and out of deep thought. When he got to the kitchen, he raised an eyebrow. "I thought Kumajiro just went into Canada's room." He said.
"He did. I thought you brought this bear here. Him and Kuma were digging through the trash." Prussia said.
"So is he like a clone of Kumajiro?"
"I'm not Kuma, I'm Orijamuk. Kuma is a fake." The said. It sounded just like Kumajiro. On closer inspection, this bear was blue, not white. "Who does he belong too?" America asked. "Adanac of course!" The bear answered. He curled up and went to sleep. "What should we do with him?" Prussia shrugged. "I don't know where he came from or who Adanac is. I guess we should keep him here and post signs letting people know we found him." Before America could respond, the door was kicked open by a very worried France. He grabbed Prussia and cursed him out in French. America pulled him off. "France! I promise you Prussia has nothing to do with this." He explained. France glared at Gilbert then went into Canada's room. England pinched the bridge of his nose. He wasn't going to hurt Prussia, at least not physically. "Please tell me every-"
"D'Nalgne! D'Nalgne! Its me! Orijamuk! Mister Adanac said you died but I knew it wasn't true! Why aren't you wearing blue? I though you hate green? And what's with your eyebrows? They're busier than usual."
England growled at the bear and attempted to strangle it but was held back by Prussia. "Let me go you wankstain plonker gob shite! That bear of Canada's will become my new rug!" The Brit exclaimed. "England, that's not Kuma! And no more making rugs out of animals!" England yanked himself away from Prussia and glared at the odd bear that wouldn't stop staring at him. "Tell me about what's going on and tell me everything you know. If you leave anything out and I find out, I will not hesitate to curse you again." Prussia nodded. "Well... He hasn't been sleeping for about a year. I noticed that he would just sit awake and stare at nothing. He would always wake up at three. He would be in a strancelike state and whenever I tried to talk to him, he acted as if he couldn't see me. I think it might have to do with his random moments of invisibility."
"I guess the invisibility thing HAS gotten out of hand..."
"You knew about it?!"
England flicked him on the forehead. "Of course I knew! I'm not stupid! When America and Canada were little brats, they got into everything! Well, America really. My mirror had been frozen, bits of magic was floating around, and one of the guard fairies said they saw Canada use magic when he was little. I just hoped he would have had enough sense to do it right but he obviously hasn't. Whatever he did..." He took out his spellbook and flipped through the pages. Canada slowly shuffled down the hallway with France. He held Kumajiro while France held a suit case. "I'm taking Mathieu him with me." France said. "What? What about me?! I was taking good care of him and-"
"I'll be OK Prussia, I promise. I'll just stay with France for a while. I'll be alright. You CAN visit me, right France?" Canada gave him a stern look.
Said male grumbled in French but nodded.
"I'll stay here and watch the house for you I'll take of the Kuma twins."
"Ori! NOT Kuma! Ori Ori Ori!" The blue bear chanted.
"Fine, Ori and Kuma." Canada kissed Prussia lovingly and hugged him. "I'll be back soon. I promise." America pretended to gag only to receive a slap to the back of the head by England. "I'll stay here and try to get more information on what's going here. You can do whatever you want America, I don't really care." England yelped when he felt his butt get squeezed. France glared at America. "Did you really have to do that in front of me?" He growled out. "You're 200 years too late old man."
"Will you two knock it off?! We're here for Canada, not a stupid love triangle that I do not want to be a part of! France, go home, America, go home. Pussia, make dinner, Canada, be good OK?"
"I will England."
Later that night, England traced a bit of magic coming from the bathroom mirror. There, Orijamuk was pawing at the mirror with frustration. "What's wrong bear? You're trying to go back home? I swear you bloody mirror creatures need to learn to stay where you belong. You said something about D'Nalgne. Is that bloke alive or did he get in to trouble again?" Ori just stared at him. "Of course you had to be useless when you want." Looking around, Arthur closed and locked the bathroom door. He took out a wand and used it to outline the door. While he waited, he tucked the spellbook and wand away again. "This idiot better be alive..." The light beneath the door went out and the air was suddenly colder. England opened the door to reveal a place similar to Canada's house but everything was old and untouched. He picked up Orijamuk and went outside. It was raining. "Where to stupid bear? We have a long walk." He said, starting to walk along the sidewalk. "D'Nalgne is in the secret place..." Ori whispered. England groaned. "Of course that would be the last place he was seen. It's already hard to hide here, now he has to be last seen back home. Ugh, don't get used to me carrying you, you're gonna have to walk sooner or later." He continued to walk down the lonely road in silence for a while. "I don't suppose you have money in your fur for a taxi? I only have just enough to take a plane to Eporue. Maybe I can leave you behind?"
"You will not! Mister Adanac will immediately find me! I'm going with you to find D'Nalgne. Its not like you really care about us." Ori said with a bitter tone.
"If anyone here dies, the 2Ps will take over and we'll disappear. You can't live a world without your reflection. A reflection is ones soul."
"Then why does Mister Adanac call you fakes?" England didn't know how to answer him. He kept walking until they made it to the main road then took a taxi to the airport. Orijamuk stayed silent the whole trip. It kind of unnerved England to not hear any noise. He was used to having France or America to talk to. He began to feel home sick and cuddled the bear. "I don't like you or Kuma. I'm not Kuma..." Ori mumbled. Tears fell from his little eyes. England wiped them away. "I'll save that stupid bloke for you, if he's still alive. I need his help to save Canada. I'm afraid that someone from here is hurting him."
"Mister Ada-"
"Attention all passengers, we are now arriving in D'Nalgne."
England didn't really like D'Nalgne. The male didn't really go to world meetings and would skip around as gayly as Italy, all of his happiness and childishness balled up into this mirror image of England. It was a bit sickening. England had to remind himself that he was there for Canada and to bring Orijamaku to D'Nalgne. He walked way out into the courty area until all around him was nothing but hills. "Where's the bloody rock Orija?" He asked, putting the bear down. Ori ran around, his nose to the ground. He stopped when he got to a flat rock. England cursed under his breath. He really didn't want to use magic but knowing D'Nalgne, whenever he went into hiding, magic would most likely have to be used. England took out his wand and mumbled a spell. He grabbed the little bear and stood on top of the rock. They phased through it and ended up in an underground bunker. It looked as if a tornado destroyed the place. Just as he was going to call for his reflection, he was tackled by said male with a deep kiss. He pushed him away with a blush on his face. "Now is not the time to be doing that!" He exclaimed. "Its never the time!" The smaller male whined.
"D'Nalgne! I was so scared! I thought Adanac hurt you!"
"Ori!"
England gave them a few seconds to catch up then got down to business. "You know I wouldn't be here unless its something serious. Someone or something from this side attacked Canada. I'm here so you can help me get rid of his invisibility powers and to make sure the one who attacked him doesn't get out... And no I won't marry you. You're already married to Ecnarf (pronounced Ez-ner). He already has a problem with you and Acirema's affair. I'm not adding to that, plus I have my own troubles with my idiots! Now can we please get back to business?" The other male pouted and hugged England tightly. "He won't care, its like another me! He's perverted enough to fanaticize about having two of me! And we never hang out, its always business..."
"I don't fancy this horrible mirror world of yours. I sometimes wish I never came here but I have to keep you other mes under control. Plus, who else is going to be the reasonable one in my world? Anyway, what happened here?"
D'Nalgne let go of him and walked around, Orijamuk leading the way. "Adanac came rampaging with that scary and troublesome Aissurp looking for my spell book and my full length mirror. He took the mirror but I still have my book. Come on, let's go to my house!" He giggled and fangirled. "I can't believe that England is coming to my house! I'm so excited!" He squealed. "What thoughts are you having there?!" The Italy I personalities male danced around as he took out a blue wand with a flower pattern. He twirled it around while humming and began to rise in the air. He grabbed England's hand while Ori hopped in his back. "Hold on tight my love~" he chimed. "What are you going on about?! I-isn't there an easier way to do this? Teleportation? Magic door? Anytgibgbthat doesn't invve heights?!" The Brit's worries went unassured. They floated up through the ground until they were high in the clouds. They turned and shot across the sky. if you were to be on the ground, you would see them but you definitely would've heard high pitched screaming in the distance.
"You sound funny when you scream. Do you make the same sounds in bed?" England hit the smaller male upside the head. "Kidding! Kidding! You hurt me so England... We're here anyway." England raised an eyebrow. "You live with Ecnarf now?" He asked, approaching the door. "Of course! A bride's gotta live her husband! ^3^" D'Nalgne threw open the door. "I'm safe and sound my loooooovvveee~! And I brought England!" He froze and looked in shock. The mansion that was usually bustling with maids and butlers, was now painted with the blood of said workers. Ecnarf had just fallen to the floor in a bloody heap. D'Nalgne ran over to him with a whimper. England glared at the red haired male that sat at the top of the stairs.
"Oh hey England! Its so nice to see you again! You're just in time for the fun to start!"
"What are you doing now Adanac?" England asked. He went over to Ecnarf and checked to see if he was alive. He sighed with relief when he felt a pulse. "Was changing history and killing Holy Rome not enough for you?" He asked, returning his glare to the red head. "You should be thanking me. You got Germany and Prussia in return. I know I'm happy. If I hadn't done it, I wouldn't have my wonderful slave slash bodyguard Aissurp. He does whatever I tell him to. Speaking of which, Aissurp darling, take care of them too. They're coming home with us." Before England could respond, the world around him had gotten dark and was followed by an excruciating pain that bounced around his skull. The sound of Orijamuk squealing in pain being the last thing he heard.
Canada sighed as he placed his still freezing hand on France's forehead. He had collapsed a couple hours ago and complained of pain throughout his whole body. He yelped slightly when he heard the phone ring. "I'll be right back France." He went to go answer the phone in the hallway. It was Prussia.
"Hey Canada, did England and Orijamuk go over there? I can't seem to find them. Also, Kumajiro isn't feeling well either. He collapsed like four hours ago and says everything hurts."
Canada glanced at France's door. "That's around the same time France collapsed with the same problem. I wonder if there's an animal/human virus going around? Anyway, you two should come over here. I'm feeling a little better but a sick person can't exactly take care of another sick person... I'll have the pilot come and get you."
"Thank you love. I should over in a few. Hopefully by the morning."
"OK, I'll see you then... Hey Prussia?"
"Yeah?"
"I love you."
"I love you too. See you in a bit."
Canada smiled softly and gently hung up the phone. He slowly made his way back to France's room, passing by a full length mirror that was next to the door. He tilted his head at his reflection. "That's strange, what's that red spot?" He touched his cheek, his reflection doing the same. When he pulled his hand away, there was nothing on his fingers but in his reflection, some of the red came off and stained his fingertips. He slowly looked up at his reflection and screamed when it reached out and grabbed him then pulled him into the mirror.
Hello! Hope you're liking this. If there are any errors, please point them out and I'll fix them. Sorry if this chapter seemed to be dragging on. I was just typing until I ran out of story to type. Oh well. See you later.