~A thousand years ago~

England had to run away. Another day of his brothers terrorizing him, and he had enough of it, even for being a child, he had enough.

"The moon's full tonight." He whispered as he walked through the forest at night. "I wonder if I could see the witch tonight." England silently asked himself, walking to a tree that looked like a small house. England approached the door as he softly knocked on it.

"Come in." A woman's voice came through as the door slowly opened. England walked in slowly as he saw a women dressed in purple, red, and black. "What is it you desire young one? Or should I say England?" The soft voice asked.

The boy froze as the witch stared at him as she lifted off her hood, revealing dark brown hair and light blue eyes. "Is it dealing with your loneliness?" She asked as England nodded. "I-I was hoping that you c-could bring someone to make it g-go away." He stuttered as the witch watched the boy slightly shake.

The witch stared at the green eyed child as she smirked. "I'll grant your wish, but as you know, it comes with a price." She whispered as England suddenly remembered that those who wanted their wish to come true, they had to pay a price.

"What is my price then?" He asked as a wooden ring slowly came down in front of the two, "Your price is part of your own mind and spirit." She answered as she pointed at the ring. "Why would you use that?" He asked as the witch guided him to the ring.

"This will take what is required for your wish. Just jump through it." The witch answered once more, England was going to ask about why he had to jump through it, but chose not to ask.

The boy stood on the pedestal, getting the strength he needed to jump through. "Now." The witch whispered as England jumped through the giant ring, as he felt part of himself being torn away from his body.

"It didn't even work! I knew that I couldn't trust you!" England yelled at the witch as she looked annoyed. "Look behind you then! You never looked back!" The witch slightly yelled as she forced the young nation to turn around.

A young girl, about England's physical age, was dressed in a light blue dress with a darker blue cloak. Her hair color was around England's own shade of blonde, which was just above her shoulders.

"This is your mirror image." The witch started to explain as England got a closer look at the girl. "She will look similar to you physically, just like your reflection in the water or in a mirror." The witch started to touch the girl's face with a special liquid. "The two of you will have a mark so that you know that she is your mirror image." She explained more.

The witch put the liquid on the girl's face as it formed a star underneath her left eye. "Stay still while I put this on you." She told the young boy as he put the same liquid, but a light blue, on his face as it formed a crescent moon underneath his right eye.

"The two of you might look similar, but you are as different as the sun and moon." The witch spoke as she kneeled down to the boy, "What is her name?" She asked quietly as England tried to think of a name.

A few more seconds passed as England finally thought of a name for the girl, "I think her name should be Serena. Since you said we're like the sun and moon, and I heard that Serena has something that deals with the moon." England answered as the newly name Serena began to breathe slowly.

"Now, I want you to take her to the lake near by. Put her in the light of the moon." The witch instructed as England nodded in response, "Once she's put into the light, Serena will awaken as the sun wakes her up. You may sleep until then, but you must wake up at the first light of the sun."

The witch continued as she guided the young nation to the lake as he put the young girl in the lake's water as the moonlight covered Serena's body. Her body started to glow a dim blue as the witch walked away, letting the boy rest.

"You must wake up at the first light of the sun." The witch's voice came back to England as he woke up suddenly, as the sun's first light appeared in the sky. He tried to pull the girl back as the water from the lake moved so that he could easily get Serena back to shore.

Serena's eyes slowly opened as England watched quietly. Her eyes were just like the young nation's; a bright emerald green with a hint of teal. "Who are you?" Serena whispered as she tried to stay awake. "My name is England, but you can call me Arthur if you want." England answered as he helped his mirror image stand up.

England felt a bit awkward about Serena since she stared as the ground, "Let's just get back home." He spoke to Serena as she nodded quickly as England led Serena to where he lived.

Not long after, a voice in a different accent; a French accent to be exact, called from another part of the forest. "Angleterre! Where are you?" France called as he noticed the smaller nation pass by. "What do you want Frog?" England asked stubbornly as France just hugged him.

"I was wondering where you went since you left last night mon Lapin." France answered as he noticed that a young girl behind the smaller nation, "Who is she?" The French nation asked curiously as he noticed that the two looked alike.

"M-My name is S-Serena." Serena answered as she started to shake, "I-I'm England's mirror image."

France was slightly dumbfounded, he tried to get a better look at the girl when England slightly pushed her away. "Stay away from her Frog!" England yelled as he tried to run with Serena's hand in his.

"Get back here!" France yelled at the young nation as he pulled Serena by the hood. England heard a small gasp from Serena as he turned around to see that she was being pulled by her hood. "Let her go!" England yelled once more at the French nation as he lost his grip of the girl.

Serena started to have problems breathing, "You see what you did to Serena?" The young nation grunted as he help his mirror image breathe properly again. "How is this girl you 'Mirror image'?" France asked as he noticed the star on Serena's face.

"A witch created me." Serena started to explain while trying to push the older nation from her face. "She created me so that England's loneliness to go away. He paid the price on giving part of his mind and spirit to me." Serena continued as her mark glowed for the first time.

"Then why do you have that mark?" France asked, seeing that his rabbit had a crescent moon on his face.

England looked closely at Serena, he couldn't explain her expression. "So that it tells us apart. We might look alike, but England and I are as different as the sun and moon." Serena explained more as the older nation nodded.

"I see." France whispered as he turned Serena's face side to side for a better look, "Please don't do that." Serena whispered in an annoyed tone as the French nation put his hands away from the girl's face. "Well I'm sure there is a hidden reason as to why she is here, but I'll go with what she said." France spoke as he turned away.

Serena gave a confused look. After all, it wasn't long ago that she opened her eyes for the first time. "Who is he?" Serena asked England while he scowled at the older nation. "His name is France, but I call him Frog." England sighed as he looked at Serena. "Oh, but that's not nice! He seems like a kind person." Serena replied as she looked at the sky.

"You see him as 'kind'? He's far from kind." England growled as he saw the look on Serena's face. Serena looked like she was staring off into space. "Is he always like that with you?" She asked and got England's attention from his thoughts.

"He's like that with me. I've seen him with other people being 'kind' to them." England answered, "I don't really blame you for seeing him the way you do though." He continued as he led Serena to where he lived.

A few hours had passed, the sun was in its highest position as the two came back from the pond near the witch's house. Serena noticed that England had his guard up, as if he was prepared for something. A few voices came sounding off from the home as England shoved his mirror image into a closet.

"It's my brothers! You need to go and hide!" He hissed while Serena quickly got inside the closet. "Where've ya been lad?" An red haired teenager asked as three more figures came into the house. England shook violently; he never liked how the teen's voice was. "He probably went somewhere to relax, don't freak out Scotland." A second, slightly younger teenager with dark hair answered the others question.

Serena could only watch from the crack in the closet door, and she didn't like the sight of it. "Where we're ye last night?" The youngest of the three with bright orange hair asked as he pushed out of the two brothers out of the way. "Let me deal with 'im then." He growled as the darker haired teen stepped in front of the two.

"Scotland! Ireland! Stop! I'm sure that England just wanted to be alone! Just leave him be!" He yelled as the three got in a fight. "Come on Wales, you need to join in and not defend the brat every once in awhile." Ireland growled back as he got closer to the child.

Forced to look away, Sara could hear the sounds of wood being slapped onto a body as she heard England's screams and pleads. "This 'oughta teach you a lesson." Scotland hissed as Ireland joined in, "Don't ever leave at night again!"

This gave Wales a chance to help the youngest brother. "Stop at once!" He yelled while covering England's bloodied body, "Just leave him alone, now!" Wales hissed once more as the two other brothers left the room.

Wales tried his hardest to calm the small child down, even though it was already difficult to cope with the two others behavior. "It's okay England, they won't get you." He whispered as England shivered a little bit more. A thud sound came from the closet as Wales turned his head, "Who's making that racket?" He asked as he noticed a small girl, around his younger brother's physical age.

"Who are you? Tell me your name." Wales asked quietly as he recognized the look on her face; it was pure fear. "Listen, I won't hurt you. Would you please tell me your name." Wales spoke as he attempted to go on a more gentle approach.

"M-my name i-is Serena." The girl spoke at last, Wales gave a curious look as he realized that this Serena girl looked a lot like England. "Alright then." He began to speak once more, "What are you doing in the closet?" Wales asked softly not to scare the girl.

"E-England told me t-to stay in there i-in case someone c-came in." Serena stuttered again as she started to calm down. Wales then started to ask how she knew his younger brother. "A witch created me. Using her magic, she took part of his mind and spirit and made me with it." Serena answered.

England ran quickly to his mirror image, believing that Wales was going to hurt her. "S-stay away from h-her!" He shouted as he ran toward his mirror image. "England." Wales sighed, "I won't ham this girl. I was just wondering how she got into the closet."

"I-I put her in there." The small nation mumbled as he knew that he was going to be scolded for it. "Why would you put her in the closet?" Wales asked quietly, England started to shake slightly as he answered, "I-I heard S-Scotland and I-Ireland come in the h-house. S-so I pushed her i-into the closet so that t-they wouldn't f-find her."

Wales sighed again as he put his hand on England's shoulder. "You know, pushing her into the closet wasn't a good idea. You know that right?" Wales asked as England nodded, "I know that you did it to protect her, but she could have hid somewhere else." Wales responded as he put the two in a tight hug.

"I was told that someone would create an artificial, but real being for someone's loneliness to go away. And now I see why." Wales whispered into both of their ears as he carried England to bed, while Serena held his hand.

"The two of you had a rough day. Just rest, though I hope tomorrow will be better for the two of you." Wales whispered once more as he closed the door, hoping the next day will be well for England and his new friend.