A thousand possibilities ran through England's head. His former colony was actually gone, and possible dead. He swallowed before wiping his tears with his sleeve. He was not going to have some pesky nescience cause him to cry. He was once the British Empire, definitely not one to cry. He reached in his pocket for his cell phone and ran down the list of names. Desperate times call for desperate measures, literally. "Hello?" the voice on the other line asked smoothly.

Franticly, England stated "You need to come here as soon as possible."

In an attempt to make a joke, France asked "what's wrong? Did your economy finally fail?"

He scowled. Yeah, make a joke about my economy when you're the in the Euro Zone, he thought. "For your information my economy is doing just fine! It's about America. He is… missing," England said choking on the last word.

France's eyes widened with disbelief. "What do you mean by…missing? His economy was just beginning to recover."

England shook his head. "No, I mean he is actually missing. I think he is in a parallel world."

"You actually believe this to be true? This is worse than the time you tried to convince me that your fairy friends exist."

"They do exist," England huffed. He was definitely not insane. Just because they were too thick to see them does not mean they did not exist. "But that is not the problem here. You have to believe me about this."

Acidly, he asked "and why should I?"

"Because why would I go to you of all the countries for advice?"

"Touché," he said thinking back to all the times they sworn hatred towards each other. "I guess I'll see you around shortly."

"Err…thanks," England said awkward realizing he had been clutching his phone the entire time.

"We'll get him back," he assured his ally.

"I'm not sure about that. You have no idea what we are going up against."

"Who are you and how the fuck did you get here?" the shadow voice asked with a subtle English accent lingering on each word. His face was concealed by a large black cloak, as well as his clothes. He scraped the knife closer to his neck, tempting to make a slight cut to trickle scarlet droplets of blood on the ground.

"I'm…" he contemplated giving a fake name; but what good would that be? The last time he gave a fake name, he ended up in a heap of trouble with the government, and he certainly did not want a repeat of that. The memories shot a quiver up his spine. "I'm America and I'm not sure how I got here."

The knife splintered to the cobblestone ground, creating a crack along the blade. "It can't be…" he whispered collapsing onto the floor. "It's impossible, I'm dreaming, eh? Tell me that this is all but a dream!"

He raised an eyebrow and shrugged. "Maybe I am dreaming. I stepped through this mirror an-"

"Wait, did you say mirror?" he asked suddenly interested.

"Yeah, is it some kind of portal or something? It was a total accident, though!" he shouted defensively. That portal could have been some important balance-y thing. If anyone from either world knew that he broke it, he could be in even more trouble than he was with the government. Just the thought of what could happen sent another shiver up his spine.

"Come on," he said tugging on his jacket's left sleeve.

America pulled away. "Not until you tell me who you are and where I am!"

"You said so yourself, you are inside a parallel universe, although I wouldn't want to wonder what drove you to come here." He pulled off his black hood revealing the blonde wavy hair and purple eyes, although he was much more broken than he was back in his world. His eyes hid memories of countless wars and his face was peppered with tiny hairs. "And I'm quite surprised you couldn't even recognize your own brother."

America wrapped his arms around his parallel brother. "Canada! Where are the rest of the countries?"

"Shhh," he hissed draggingAmericaby his wrist. "Don't call me that out in the open like that! I'm Matthew," he scolded. "Wouldn't want some people overhearing that, eh?"

If I wanted to get lectured, I could've stayed home with Iggy, he thought to himself. "Okay, Matthew, what happened to the rest?"

Matthew adverted his gaze from his parallel brother's. "You should leave."

"Leave? Do you think I would still be here if I knew how to leave! The fucking portal broke!" he exclaimed throwing his hands carelessly around in the air. It's not like he wanted to be here. Heck, he wanted to be as far away from possible from this desolate, depressing world.

"Shit," Matthew cussed with a scowl growing on his face. When did Canada become so badass, America asked himself.

"Know anyone who could fix it? Maybe if there's a parallel Iggy or-"

"Iggy? Oh never mind your ridiculous nicknames," he said rolling his amethyst eyes. Again with the lectures. America thought this was going to be an adventure with heroes and princess, not his brother frowning upon each of his actions similar to what England would do. Certainly not the latter. "We should go back to our headquarters."

His eyes glowed with excitement. Finally, we are getting somewhere, America thought. "Headquarters? Like the UN building?"

Puzzled, he asked "UN? What the fuck are you going on about?"

"Ya know. The place in the states." They don't even have a UN? What kind of universe was this?

He put a hand on America's shoulder. "Listen kid, we're not in your universe anymore so let's get one thing straight. America doesn't exist."

To Be Continued...

Author's Notes: Urg. I'm not sure how much I like these short chapters. I feel like the story is moving too quickly? Maybe, maybe not. It's only chapter 3...Sorry about the awful quality. I feel sick and I have finals and shit. FUCK. Only two more to go~ Thanks a bunch to my amazing readers and reviewers! (I wish I had time to reply to all of them but I have finals and I am lazy) Betweendreamsandrealityy (yes two Ys) is my tumblr name, in case you are interested. What did you think? Maybe it should have been more climatic? *Shrugs* or not. Who also loves badass!Canada? I DO! Actually, he is my favourite character. It seems odd since I am always writing a UsUk fanfic. They are just so cute together. And also PruHun, but that's on a different scale. Sorry about the spacing problem. I don't know why it is happening! Help me~ And what do you think England is planning with France and what is he trying to warn him about? How come he knows so much about the mirror unless...I guess you will have to find out in the next couple of chapters! [Yes, I am that cheesey]

Just Emz for now: Yea Canada Day! XD

RandomWriter57: I salute you for reviewing! (O ワ O )7 I don't know how I am going to make him react, but we'll see.

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Warnings: Strong language.

Disclaimer: I do not own hetalia.