this is chapter three. This is my first fanfic and i think thats its going pretty good, if you think that im wrong could you tell me please so i can change it so its even better! also when I say "Alfred's thread" or "Athur's thread" it's time for only that person, as in "Alfred's thread three years" it means three years for Alfred and nothing in Arthur's time, enjoy!

Chapter two ...fourteen years later, Alfred's thread...

Humming a toon to himself Alfred wiped the small specks of blood off his glasses with the hem of his white dress shirt while he walked down the dark ally way, his gun flashing brightly in the pale moonlight as it was strapped to his side . "A-America... don't walk away from me! You hear me! America!", letting out a long sigh of frustation Alfred spun around on the heel of his boot, his trench coat bellowing out behind him like a luming shadow. "What do you want Poland? Your voice is annoying me.", the Clocker sneered his sky blue eyes glareing icely at the blond in front of him. Feliks winced sligthly as pain ripped through his body makeing him vomit up blood, heaving in a giant breath the polish man tried to steady himself, "You... now you'll... pay for this... later."

Letting out a throaty laugh Alfred knelt down and gradded the blond by his chin till his green eyes met his own blue, "I know.", Bringing his fist down Alfred hit Feliks across the neck, not enough to kill but knock him out for a good couple of hours. Heaving out a sigh Alfred picked the polish man up and over his shoulder, "Man your heavy for a little guy." Finding his toon again the clocker once more started to walk down the ally way, covering up his right eye with his hand the left one began to glow an electric blue and bright holograms like keypads and curcits started to appear next to him. "Holo main time thread, weavers head house.", the wheat blond haired man ordered.

"Yes sir, main time thread, weaver's head house comeing in tea minus five seconds.", a monotone computer voice said as a portal opened up. "Thank you Holo.", Alfed replied as he walked through the portal.

"Have a good day America."

Weaver's main house...

"Matthew! I got a new one for you!", Alfred yelled as he slamed the door to the lad wide open. A man that looked a lot like Alfred exect his hair was slightly wavy and his eyes where a violet instead of blue yelped loudly and dropped what he was currently holding in his hands onto the floor. "A-Alfred!", the other started.

"Hey Mattie! I just got Poland, you want me to put him on the table for ya?", the clocker asks as he already makes his way towards the center of the lab where the table was. "Su-Sure go ahead.", Matthew stutters as he picks up his fallen paper off the ground, getting up and fixing his glasses the shy docter made his way toward his twin, leaning over Alfred Matthew looked at Feliks' brussied body. "So this is Poland?", he wavy blonde asks in a whisper like voice. "Yup! He's kind of tiny, right?", Alfred laughs as he pokes Feliks who lets out a low groan.

"Well you can fix him up can't you Mattie, you are a doctor after all.", the clocker smiled. Matthew laughs lightly as he pushes Alfred out the door, "Of coures I can your highness. You should probly go tell Russia that your back and that you captured Poland."

"All right, all right I'll leave you alone to do all of your doctory things.", Alfred says as walks out the door. Matthew chuckes before he turns his attention to Feliks who startes to sit up and holds his head while groaning, "Like, why does my head hurt?" Picking up a syringe Matthew coughs to grad Feliks' attention ,"Well it's normal for your head to hurt after getting knocked out by my goalith of a brother."Still to out of it Feliks didn't give up much of a fight as Matthew grabbed the polish mam's arm and ingected the syrim inside, Filiks made a gargled nousie before he blacked out completely.

The prince walked down the long hallway, his boots clacking softly against the floor with each step he took, the spade necklace around his throat bounceing lighly against his chest,and his black trench coat trailing out behind him, he came to a stop as a door titled 'Russia' appeared in front of him. Reaching his hand up he knocked on the cold steel door, a muffled "Da" could he heard comeing from the other side signaling for the Clocker to come in.

Walking in the blonde was suprised to see a women with tan skin and long dark brown hair sitting across from his former caretaker, she was wearing a long flowing pale yellow dress, a golden crown on top of her head pinning back some of her hair, and a necklace similer to Alfred's. "Ah, Alfred just the person I wanted to see. Sit", the Russian said as he gestured toward a chair next to the women and smiled kindly like and innocence child. "Ok-", suspisiosly Alfred sat down in the chair. "But what is Mom doing here."

"Alfred sweetie I have some very important news to descuss with you.", the women known as Alfred's mother said in a chime like voice. Becomeing seriose the prince looked from his mother to Russia then back again he knew that his mother hated leaveing her own time thread so if she was comeing in person it was probly something big, "All right shot."

"Alfred as you all ready know you are of the age of twenty.", the queen of Spades stated. Alfred nodded his head, he did know his own age. "Well-", the queen continued. "It is time for you to find your own princess to marry so you may take the throne from your father and me. You have a total of one to two months to find this person or else I will arrange it for you, understood?"

Alfred nodded his head, now he can go find the love of his life, "Thanks Mom I think I have the perfect person in mind, but if you don't mind I have to tell Russia something so could you please leave us." the queen understood, standing up she bowed at Russia who bowed his own head in return before she went out the door. Now alone Alfred cleared his throat, "Poland was sucessfully captured this morning, he is all ready in Matthew's care. The other anti-weavers allied with him didn't even help him when I attacked, I think they're planning something or they just don't like him."

Russia looked deep in thought for a couple of moments before he finally replied, "Those are both possible, ether they are planing something or they find Feliks annoying. Thank you America for capturing Poland for us, this will greatly help us in the cause to erease the others. Now you may go, you got a princess to find." Standing up Alfred bowed before he exited through the door, after the prince left Russia turned the central computer on, " Comp. bring up the list, subtract Poland from sentence." the room glowed with a pale green light all around as screens and hollograms turned on. "Yes . Poland has been ereased from main sentence, all who remain are, Italy, Germany, Japan, Spain, Romano, Turkey, Denmark, Switzerland, Liechtenstein, Norway, and Prussia." Russia smiled kindly, the goal was right in front of him only a few more to go and then they would all be ereased.

Alfred pulled an old golden clock out of his pocket, flipping the top of the pocket watch open the prince watched intenty as the hands glided around till they found there place and stayed there towards the north. A wide smirk made its way across his handsome face as he put the clock once more in his pocket, "It's time that I finally come for you, Arthur."

"Holo take me to the year 1501, London England."

"Yes America."

Pretty short chapter but I think It's pretty good, sorry for spelling I'll put up the next chapter as soon as i can. bye-bi