A second player of a character is born when the first player engender negative feelings towards something or someone. The second player almost looks the same as the first player, a different personality, and maybe the looks can appear different. But yet, the second player is linked to the first player.

These second players has been trapped in the darkness of the first player for a long time, always trying to find a way out, just to destroy for the first player.

As long as the first player doesn't recall the second player, nothing will happen. Yet, the second player can hurt the first player mentally, just to force him to recall the one trapped in his mind. Once they're out, it will be a huge difficulty to close them in the emptiness again.


Next time England woke up it was already dark outside. He could hear voices from outside his room, quiet mumbles.

The Brit sat up, rubbing his head as he felt a sudden headache struck him. Almost like something going right through his skull. But just after a short while it disappeared, leaving no trace after it.

That was weird..

But he didn't care that much, it was gone now.

England yawned and scrutinised his room, it somehow felt.. different.. much more empty than the room he was used to.

He shook his head, thinking he might have gone crazy thanks to the fever. This was his room and nothing was different.

The Brit swung his legs over the bedside, placing his feet on the hard wooden floor that felt foreign for him. He stood up, making his way to the door and opening it. The hall was dark, as the mumbles continued, not seeming to notice someone coming.

Eventually they stopped as England appeared at the doorway.

Wales was the one noticing it since he had his face towards the door, lifting his head to see his younger brother ''England, you slept quite a while'' he mentioned, Northern Ireland also turned to look at his older brother, a faint smile appearing on his face ''have you slept well?'' he asked.

''quite good.'' England yawned and took a place beside Northern Ireland.

Wales gave the youngest brother a sharp glance, warning him to keep his mouth shut as Northern Ireland turned his gaze away.

''Scotland and Ireland will come home on Thursday'' Wales said and leant back in his chair, the forest green eyes observing England, a faint worry was dwelling in them.

''what.. What day is it today?'' England asked, feeling a bit unsure.

Northern Ireland just frowned ''It's Monday'' he answered, giving Wales a glance. Who returned it with a gaze telling 'told you so'

yes, Monday, obviously..

England sighed and turned his green orbs towards the window. It was raining. When did it start? ''Are you still tired?'' Wales questioned him.

There was a moment of silence, as Wales thought England hadn't heard him, eventually he answered ''Not really''

''Well, it's kinda late now, 11 PM'' Wales said, biting back a yawn that threatened to escape his mouth.

''England will be booored, he just woke up, I don't think he can go back to sleep again since he's slept all day'' Northern Ireland said, probably just because he himself didn't want to go to sleep.

A small chuckle escaped Englands' lips as he listened to his younger brother complaining.

Wales rolled his eyes, ''oh yeah, America called earlier.'' Wales yawned

Did America call? Why? ''Oh.. What did he want?'' England dared himself to ask, feeling a little curious why the American had called.

''Just wondering why you weren't at the meeting'' Wales answered with a small grin. ''Either way! I'm going to bed, North, you can take the guest room, I'll sleep on the couch'' Wales continued and stood up ''Good night'' he said before disappearing out the door. His footsteps getting more and more muffled by the sound of the rain that pattered against the window glass.

Northern Ireland decided to stay quiet, as he saw a brief flash of annoyance pass through England's eyes. Northern Ireland looked up slowly to see if he could read what the Brit was thinking, but soon gave it up., it was often impossible to read what England was truly thinking.

''What did you and Wales talk about earlier?'' England finally broke the silence, glaring at his younger brother. Northern Ireland shifted uncomfortably under the stare of England. Wales had told him to not say anything about it. Oh dammit! Why did Wales have to leave?!

''Nothing special'' Northern Ireland answered, cursing himself quietly as he noticed how unsure his voice sounded.

England sighed, deciding not to ask more as he noticed the brothers uncomfortableness., he could ask Wales tomorrow...


Northern Ireland took the chance to flee as he noticed England getting more absent, not wanting to be put in blame if he said something wrong. ''I think I'll also go to bed.. Good night, England!'' he smiled faintly before leaving the room, not hearing the good night England said back.

Once Northern Ireland was in the guest room he breathed out in relief, happy that he had managed to flee before saying something stupid that he would regret later.

He glanced out the window, to see the moon colouring up the black sky. The moon was indeed beautiful.

He heard England also leave the kitchen, turning the lights off after him and walking to his own room.

Northern Ireland was still worried about Englands well being. He seemed quite normal now though, luckily.

The young UK nation let out a tired yawn before creeping into bed, covering himself with the safeness of the blankets and closed his eyes, quickly falling into a dreamless slumber.


England also went back to bed, he had nothing else to do in the kitchen now when all the others had gone. But yet; he didn't believe the younger brothers words, he had seen the glances Wales had shot him when England entered the room. And Northern Irelands uncomfortableness when England asked him. The brit decided to ignore that, maybe he was just exaggerating things. He yawned and went back to bed. Not really sleepy yet, and couldn't fall back to sleep. He had slept all day and actually felt a lot better than before, the fever had also seemed to drop.

Letting his thoughts drift away, England didn't notice the soft knock, it was much longer than the raindrops pattering, but yet softer. The Brit sighed and ran his hand through the messy blonde hair. He sat up, turning on the little light at his nightstand and picked up a book. England opened the book and started to read as he noticed a silhouette moving fast across his floor, like shadow not wanting to disappear, hiding from the light that will eat it up. England's attention quickly moved across the room, the faint knocking had stopped, not that he noticed it, and the shadow was gone.

England furrowed his eyebrows, wondering if he really was going crazy now. He shook his head and looked down at the book again as he started to read it, the emerald green eyes sweeping over the pages.

Three knocks were heard, followed by silence. England looked up from his book, across his room, but nothing was to be seen. Of course not. He turned his attention back to the book, just to find some crimson red droplets appear on the pages. ''What the h-'' England snapped as he got out of bed throwing the book on the soft covers, but before he could finish his sentence, the light was turned off and a hand covered the Brits mouth and took a hold of Englands hands, paling them behind his back. England tried to writhe himself out of the grasp, but the hold of him just tightened. ''sshhh'' Someone whispered, not loosening the grip of the Brit. England felt the panic rise up in him, as he tried to kick the other one, but clumsily failed. ''Don't force me to knock you out, England~'' The voice cooed. Though this didn't stop the nation to fight against, even if the other one didn't have any problems with holding the struggling nation.


Yessh, second chapter done! It wasn't much of a cliffhanger but oh well.. I think you all can guess who the one holding England is x) I just had to add the blood droplets, because I got an awesome idea! But you'll see that in the next chapter ^^ I hope this chapter wasn't all too confusing.. And I just want to thank you for taking your time to read this crappy fanfic, I'm really happy about it :D