To: Tomaso (since I can't sent you a reply and that you don't have an account)

A reply to your question:

LoonyEC: Someone mentioned about America having Salem's Witches Institute and that he doesn't believe in magic and I have an answer to that. See here, America doesn't believe in Magic because of England. He doesn't have the Sight so he wasn't aware that he has a Magical School somewhere in his continent. But being a Nation, he knew that magic exist but he is not about to tell England about it. He believes in Aliens and it will be ironic if he doesn't believe in magic, ahahaha. America already has an idea about the possibility about having witches and wizards in his land but he is stubborn and won't admit to England about it. There is one time in Himaruya Hidekaz's blog that America had the glimpse on seeing (possibility as swell if he has at one point had the Sight) Fairies but he brushed if off as some hallucination, sooo… America might deny that he had a Magical Society of his own somewhere in his land.

Well, I hope my explanation makes sense… but in short; America's 'I-don't-believe-in-magic'-crap is just to get arise out of England or he is just messing with him but he knows its real at least.

Note: The name of the Ace is Abel who is Netherlands.

Warning: There are OC's in this story but don't worry I just need them for my story and they won't be the ones to hold the spotlight.


Center Piece

By: LoonyEC

Chapter 3: Spiral Turn

Harry trembled slightly but he tried to be brave. Despite being sorted into a house of bravery he should always remember that he is just a thirteen year old boy. He is in no fit to fight and had no experience in protecting himself. Harry gulped the fear that stuck on his throat as the man move towards the huge window and parted the red curtains fully. He blinked the sudden brightness of the room as he tries to see the man's face.

"I'm surprise at you. I expect some questions that is in order, like 'where am I?' or 'who are you?' Or better yet, 'are you working for Voldemort?'" The man turned to face him completely and Harry was struck at how beautiful the man is.

He has brown messy hair and that when the sunlight hits he could see a bit of gold in them. It may look like a lion's mane. His sharp cat-like eyes starring at him curiously and playfully, eyes that looks like burning amber. The shape of his face is sharp and angular with a strong chin and long pointed nose. His thin pink lips morphed into a playful grin. He could see sharp canines poking from the corner of his mouth.

The man looked feral, wild and untamed.

Harry was so stunned he didn't notice the man dropped his smile and was looking at him with confusion.

"You're Harry Potter, right?" The man glanced quickly to see the scar that was hidden on his forehead. "Of course you are!"

Harry flinched when the man made a move to touch him.

"D-don't touch me!" Harry tried to scoot away.

The man raised his hands in front of him as if to you 'I mean no harm' and said, "Easy kid, I'm not going to hurt you. I'm here to cut the web."

To prove his words the man showed him a dagger. An old, antic looking dagger that can break any moment but that doesn't mean it can't cut through anything. He quickly brought the dagger down in one swift motion, Harry flinch slightly at the quick movement before he felt the web disintegrate into thin air.

"Now, see? No harm done." The man kept the dagger hid in his person. "Sorry about the spiders Harry, they usually obedient and harmless but I guess one of them inject a bit too much poison for you seemed a bit tipsy there, is it okay to call you Harry? But anyway, my name's Dante Cross and I guess you have a lot of questions, huh?"

'Dante' chuckled at something that Harry couldn't find it funny, maybe the feeling of a sudden migraine that he had made it look like he got a hangover. Harry paused for a bit, how the heck did he know what it felt like to be drunk? Gah, it's too early to think.

"You're safe Harry and we're not working for the Dark Lord."

"We?"

"Yes, we. Me and my partner, Melampus Creed, though you will seem him soon enough but first would you like some breakfast?"

Harry was unsure of this sudden turn of events. All of a sudden this strange wild man who basically kidnapped him acted like a good host. Is this one of those Stockholm syndrome things that he heard about in the news?

"Trust me on this Harry." Dante smiled at him as he held out a hand for him to take.

Harry hesitate at first before taking the hand trying to ignore the sudden need to run and hide when he felt something dark and sinister around the man, the quirks for being a Slytherin that is buried deep down within him, but the huge Gryffindor –part of him brought him enough courage to at least follow all the way through this ordeal and try to find out where he is and what do they want with him and try to find ways to escape.

Dante grinned at him before walking towards where his wand was placed on top of his trunk.

"Huh, Holly and Phoenix feather, 11 inches, nice." He handed it to Harry, giving back his wand to show him that he had a weapon to defend himself from any hostile attack if he felt like it. "Come one kiddo, let's go, my partner is already making breakfast for I know that relative of yours don't feed you well enough."

Harry wondered how much the man knew.

Harry entered the kitchen and spotted a man with black midnight hair and was wearing a green shirt with brown slacks. His hair was long that reached to his nape and was tied into a pony tail. His complexion was pale, but has a yellow tint on it and when he turned to acknowledge them he was stunned at the beauty of this man.

His eyes were green (different from his own Avada Kedavra eyes) with a hint of silver dancing around his iris. They were large that made him look innocent but when he suddenly narrowed them to glare at Dante who grinned playfully at him the silver in those eyes started to become apparent.

"You didn't kill any of those spiders, Dante? If you did, I swear to god I'm going to kill your pets for killing mine." His voice his soft and smooth like honey but Harry could feel the poison spilling on them.

"Hey, hey, Mel, I didn't touch one of your bugs. They're cool and safe." Dante smiled at him as he pushed Harry forward. "And guess who's awake."

The black haired beauty took notice of him. "Ah, Mr. Potter you're awake. How was your sleep?"

"Um…"

"Melampus, brother, do you really think he slept alright with the way he was tied up?"

"Forgive me then, if it makes you feel uncomfortable but we have good reasons as to remove you from that place." 'Melampus' started to move around the stove before serving all of them with toasts and eggs. "My Lord heard so much about you, Mr. Potter and no, it is not Voldemort for we have our own different kind of Lord and that he was deeply upset about the living arrangement that you were placed."

Harry was seated unwillingly when Dante pushed him down on the chair and was served with breakfast and it was a lot for him to take but it doesn't rivaled Molly Weasley's buffet-style meal.

"Who is this Lord then? Please tell me what's going on? Are you with Professor Dumbledore? You said you are not part of some Death Eater or Voldeomort's follower." Harry was starring at them now looking confused and uncertain of what's going on but still give a brave front.

"We are not part of the Dark Lord's followers and we are also not part of Dumbledore's. We are neither of them. And the Lord that we speak is someone we would die for to protect and defend." Dante was the one who spoke as he sat beside him. "His name is Lord Kirkland and he is our Lord."

"How is he your Lord?"

Melampus poured orange juice before answering. "It is hard to explain to you unless we deemed you trustworthy of our trust. But we will tell you this; our Lord doesn't like how his children treated unfairly and unjustly."

"Am I one of his children?"

"Of course, Harry. You may not know it but since the day you were born you are already part of his children." Dante watch when Harry suddenly shook his head.

"I don't understand. Is he a relative of mine that I should know of?"

"No, he isn't. But it is hard to explain, you will know in time though." Dante smiled as he offered Harry reassurance when he felt like he won't get any proper answers soon.

"Here," Melampus handed some pills to Harry. "You're young and I bet you have a terrible headache but this will cure the throbbing in your head."

Harry took the pills. He happily wouldn't mind on whatever medicine that he had to take as long as the headache lessens.

"Thank you." Harry mumbled and then he swallowed the pills and drank some orange juice to wet his dry throat.

Dante was munching on his toast looking thoughtful. "Harry, the reason why we kidnapped you from your home, which is not much of a home to you anyway, it's because our Lord wanted you to live a much better safe place."

"We know Dumbledore was aware of the Dursleys and how much they hated you and your magic and we we're appalled at his lack of action towards the matter of it." Melampus looked upset because of this. "And you've been living with them and their abuse all your life and not even one of your people who knows your living arrangement stopped this from going any further."

"Dumbledore is not a good guy that you painted him to be in your head, kid." Dante seriously said.

Harry bent his head down clearly horrified and ashamed and most of all upset. They were right. No one, especially the people who were aware of it, didn't even try to remove him from the Dursleys, and he knew Dumbledore was aware of their treatment towards him. The wise and all-knowing Dumbledore didn't even react or make a move to get him.

"Professor Dumbledore said it was for my own protection. He said that my aunt Petunia's blood who is my mother's sister protected the house from Death Eater's on finding me." Harry tried to at least defend his old mentor.

"But isn't it safe for you to live with a wizard family instead of a powerless muggle?" Melampus countered causing Harry to stop and think of those words.

He always thought that he was better of living with the Weasleys for they are both magical and that they can defend him and themselves from danger unlike his ordinary muggle relatives who doesn't know a thing about magic. It was logical, he should be living with them for they care for him and give him everything that he crave for, love and being a family. Living with the Dursleys did nothing but bring misery to him. They don't care for him or love him; they all hated him for being abnormal, a freak of nature. But living with the Weasleys will be different.

"I mentioned to Dumbledore once about living with the Weasleys." Harry didn't look up to meet their eyes. "But Dumbledore always said that I am much safer with the Dursleys."

"Did you ever think why, Harry?" Dante softly asked.

Harry remained quite.

Melampus made an annoyed noise. "Tell me Harry, do you think of Dumbledore as a good man?"

"Of course he is! He is the most powerful wizard of our times! He is kind and fair, he had done everything for the greater good. And he is the only person that Voldemort truly fears." Harry instantly went to defend the old man but why did he feel doubt at his own words.

"Ah, yes, the so-called 'greater good'." Melampus scoffed. "Tell me Harry, did Dumbledore treat you fairly?"

"Of course he did!"

"Are you sure? Then why are you still living with the Dursleys? There are many wizard families who would love to have you and raised you as their own." Melampus said. "But it seems to me he doesn't care for your health or your safety if he keeps you at their abusive hands."

Harry was too stunned to think of a comeback. They were right. Did Professor Dumbledore even care?

"Harry, I know you feel so betrayed but Dumbledore is a good man but he is doing it wrong." Dante soothingly said seeing the look of pain in those green eyes. "You must realize but you've been used and manipulated."

"No…"

"Harry I know it hurts but that's why we took you away from all of this."

"It can't be."

"Dumbledore, I believe, wants you to feel dependent on him that's why you are still living with that horrid family of yours."

"No! It's not true! Professor wouldn't do that! He wouldn't use me!"

"Harry." Melampus started to look worried despite remain stoic. "You're starting to hyperventilate."

Dante went to comfort the boy when he started to cry now.

"I'm sorry, kiddo. I know you've been raise to believe that Dumbledore is all good and knowing but you got to let your Slytherin side take over once and awhile and see all the lies and manipulation."

Melampus watch his partner comfort the distraught boy. "You are young and naïve. You've been neglect and abuse, Dumbledore wanted you to feel vulnerable in order for you to see that he is the only one for you to believe and trust only in him."

Harry wailed feeling everything that he had known was beginning to shatter, white and black started to break and merge together, the line that separates them dissolve into nothing. He doesn't know who he should trust now. The Professor lied and possibly used him, for what? He didn't know but he believe that he will soon find out. The things that he'd known and taught everything that he'd learn since the day he set foot on Hogwarts were all but lies and filled with trickery.

The hat had told him he would be great if he was in Slytherin.

Did his friendship with Ron and Hermione were also lies? God, Harry would be devastated if he thought of his two-year friendship with them was for nothing. But then again, when he was still but a first year, he was starved for companionship, a friend that he could call for and rely on. Harry wondered if this was also another ploy from Professor Dumbledore? It must be a trick to manipulate him in order to do all those dangerous tasks that an eleven year old boy shouldn't go through with it.

He could have been killed by parasite-Voldemort and Professor Dumbledore knew that.

He'd been played.

Harry was mortified and furious.

Melampus stood up suddenly and went to gather the plates. "You need to digest everything you knew. We will give you time to think about it but first we will give you an two options to choose."

Dante smiled softly at the teary eyed boy. "Leave everything you new and start choosing your own path or stay what makes you feel comfortable."

Dante lead the now silent boy up to his room and thankfully the spiders already left to god-knows-where. Dante returned to find Melampus sitting on the couch looking thoughtful.

"That went well." Dante casually said as he sat with his partner. "Though the boy must feel thoroughly confuse by now."

"I'm glad Lord Kirkland finally made a move to stop this from going any further." Melampus said. "It greatly troubles me to see a child being left with those disgusting people and the Wizarding World is too blind to see the horrible state that Dumbledore had put him through."

"I agree, Dumbledore likes his golden boy to be obedient and ignorant of everything that revolve around the world which is messy by the way."

"And yet, he's going to use the poor child as a weapon, an inexperience child who is clueless of everything!"

"Calm down, Mel!" Dante wrapped his arms around Melampus who looked furious. "Is it safe to say you feel something for the boy?"

Dante grinned when Melampus glared at him. "Of course not! Why would I? I felt only pity for him and disgust at the works of Dumbledore's foolish ideas for the greater good at the cost of a boy's innocence and his life."

"That… or you're just being motherly towards him."

"Do I look like a woman to you, Dan?"

"Oh shit."

Dante received a punch on the face for that comment.

In his new room, Harry was in a state of emptiness. His mind filled with many questions that are all unanswered and his heart was hurt from all those things that he thought was true where nothing but lies. He'd known somewhere in his subconscious on what they said was true and yet he denied it.

You could be great in Slytherin

The hat had told him that he was a Slytherin at heart but why did he chose Gryffindor? Harry remembered the rumors about Slytherin people who were born evil and meeting Malfoy's nasty attitude had corrupted his judgment. And not to mention that Voldemort was a Slytherin; that had given him enough warning that being sorted in to the house of snakes would be a huge mistake.

But what if it's not true? Voldemort had told him one time when he was nothing but a memory of the diary of one Tom Riddle Jr. that he and Harry share astonishing qualities.

You and I are a like, Harry.

Harry robotically move towards his pet owl and opened her cage. Hedwig flapped her wings and jumped out from her cage. She flew around the room to give some exercise of her wings before landing on Harry's waiting out stretch arm.

"Hedwig, Dante and Melampus, the men who took us away from the Dursleys, told me stuffs, stuffs that made me think for the first time. I'm scared Hedwig… I don't know what to do or to think… I miss Ron and Hermione." Harry now felt truly alone. A scared and lonely boy without any grown up to guide him to the right path that is righteous is now all on his own. He brushed his fingers at Hedwig's feathers. Hedwig nibbles softly at her boy's fingers reassuring him that he is not alone. "They say that Professor Dumbledore used me. He used me for something that I am not sure. And it hurts, Hedwig. All those adventures were nothing but lies. I am starting to feel doubt."

Hedwig hooted softy at him, wishing she could communicate her boy better.

Harry smiled sadly at her as if hearing what she thought. "You want to hunt, Hedwig? Make sure no one spotted you, okay? I don't want to go to anyone but those two men downstairs now. I believe they have the answers to my unwanted questions."

Hedwig set off as Harry watch her go. Then quite suddenly Harry spotted three glowing balls of light flying towards him at an alarming speed. Harry yelped as they zoomed past his head, which Harry instantly ducked from getting hit by whatever it is. Three glowing balls of light showed their color of Purple, Orange and Indigo.

"What the-?" Harry's eyes widen at the sight of three faeries crashed landed on his bed.

Oaf! All three of them said together. The orange fairy stood up shakily before turning to scan the room. We made it girls! Oh, England would be so proud!

The purple fairy pulled one of her wings, Idiot! There's a human here!

The indigo fairy eyed the human. It's the boy, the boy who survived from the curse.

All eyes watch him with curious looks.

"Err-…" Harry felt uncomfortable at those alien eyes. "Um… who are you?"

Instantly the orange one stood properly and started to fly towards him. She stopped in front of his face and he saw her form clearly. The orange fairy, like her sisters, wore old leaves that are brown and orange (please imagine Tinkerbell's outfit); her elfin features showed by the pointed ears and those orange eyes that are alien to him were now clearly shown in detail.

I'm Carnelian and these are my sisters, the violet fairy is Amethyst and the indigo fairy is Azurite they are twins.

The twins flew towards their orange sister and eyed him critically.

Tell us, what's your name? The indigo fairy asked.

Harry look confuse but couldn't help but find it a little amusing to see someone, a non-human being, who didn't know his name for once. "Don't you fairies know my name since I am famous or something?"

Oh we know what you did when you were a babe, but we fairies don't know your human name. The indigo fairy said flapping her dark-blue wings with black spirals that swirl around in a gothic style.

"My human name…? Alright, my name is Harry Potter." Harry was mesmerize at the fairies as they twirled around him, bathing him in their pixies dusts

Harry Potter… the fairies said looking at him with dawning comprehension.

Harry do you know where are Mr. Creed and Mr. Cross? The orange fairy, Carnelian, said.

Harry silently walked towards the door and opened it for them. "They're downstairs."

Thank you. The twins flew ahead leaving the orange fairy behind. Carnelian flew towards Harry's form and stared him in the eye.

It seems that you're finally 'awaken'. The orange fairy nodded as if she is satisfied of something and went to follow her sisters.

"Awake am I?" Harry mused sadly. "I guess I made my decision then."


"I don't know what are they, my Lords, but they suddenly attacked the Village of Contract Bridge."

"How many people that we loss?"

"Twenty men, ten women and seven children casualties, my Lords."

"Bastards! What kind of monsters are they?"

"The people of Clubs also suffered the same loss, my Lords."

"Did King Ivan say anything?"

"No my Lords, though, in my opinion, he might think that it might be a declaration of war."

"Idiot, he should know by now that we are facing the same problem."

"Now, now, babe, remember what the doctor said about your temper?"

"I don't need to hear one of your stupid and ridiculous-!"

The Queen of Spade hissed in pain as he felt his hand burned suddenly while he was in the middle of the Court Meeting. It felt like someone had just poured hot water without his knowledge. The King of Spade heard a hiss of pain from his Queen. He turned to see his face scrunched up in pain and annoyance as he reached for his gloved hand.

"Arthur? What's wrong?" King Alfred asked watching his Queen remove his glove to reveal his hand, with concern. Arthur inspects the damage with a thoughtful frown.

"It seems I burned myself." Arthur mused to himself while ignoring the stares of his Court.

"What? How could you burn yourself when you're with me the whole time?" Alfred looks a little suspicious. "Unless… you went to the kitchen without my knowledge."

Arthur look annoyed. "You're lucky that I'm not going to punch you right now for that when we're still at the meeting. And I didn't go to the kitchen I was with you the whole time, remember?"

"Oh, right… Ahahaha~" Alfred sheepishly rubbed his neck.

"You're Majesties?" A Number looked confused and worried. "Is anything amiss?"

Arthur swiftly slip his glove back on and whispered to Alfred, "I'll tell you later."

Alfred nodded and went back on business. "It's nothing. Let us continue."

Everyone nodded as they ignored the sudden strange behavior of their Queen, deeming it to be not of importance as they talk about the recent development of Spades. For the past century, ruling Spades had been a wonderful and tiring years. In the past fifty years, the Spades and the Diamonds had been at Suite War against the Clubs and the Hearts but now for the past twenty years they managed to stop the bloody battle from ending the delicate balance that binds the Four Kingdoms together.

The Clubs, despite the peace between the Spades, still held some form of rivalry between the two kingdoms but it won't reach to the point on having another Suite War. While the Hearts that are allied with the Clubs, held no grudge against the Spades.

But recent happenings started to appear all over the Four Kingdoms of Fantasia.

A Number One went to visit the Three Royals to report on these strange sightings that appeared at the small village that connects between their land and the land of Clubs. These strange sightings had been appearing recently since thirteen years ago. Of course, all the Four Kingdoms spotted this strange phenomenon when they were still at war against each other. Though, they had no idea what kind of creatures they are and at first they don't find them as a threat but recently those creatures started to attack the people, not just the people of Spades, but also to the other kingdoms as well.

The creatures are like demons from Underground for they devour the flesh and drink the victim's blood dry. These demons from Underground at first appeared out of random and they are easily defeated or killed but as the years gone by more of them started to appear and they appear instead of small weaklings they seemed to be grown in size and strength.

It happened at the Eve of Hallows when the creatures suddenly change and dark purple portals frequently appeared at an alarming rate.

They named these demons, Shades for they were born from the Shadows.

"Yao have you keep track of the portals that appeared lately?" Arthur asked his Jack who sat on his left.

"Yes, you're Highness." Wang Yao, an oriental man, took out an old map from his hand and spread them on the table in front of the Royal Court. The map of Spades was seen and they could all see black dots that represent the areas where the portals appeared and then disappeared. "I marked them all and for the past thirteen years they seemed to form some sort of shape."

Yao pointed at the map again to see the dots were traced together.

"It seems that our Kingdom has a shaped of a circle." Yao looked at everyone in the room. "I calculate the appearance and the disappearance of the portals, marking them each by date and time and interesting enough they formed into a simple circle."

Alfred eyed the circle. "What does it mean?"

"I am not sure, your Royal Highness, but I do believe we're getting somewhere." Yao plucked another map and it is the map of the Four Kingdoms. The Four Kingdoms map was shaped into a square that divides the land from each other. "I contacted and talked to the rest of the Jacks and they are kind enough to supply their ideas and it showed my theory was correct."

The Royal Court and the Grand Council along with One Number waited with baited breath.

"Well?" Arthur questioned impatiently. "What's your theory then?"

Despite looking calm the King and Queen noticed the confusion and uncertainty in the eyes of their Jack. "People, I believe that there is something going on in Fantasia. The Clubs have the shape of a square while the Hearts and the Diamonds have the shape of a straight line."

"Something big is going to happen soon." Alfred narrowed his clear-blue eyes.

Arthur paused before turning to his King. "What's on your mind, my King?"

"My Queen and my Jack, and the Grand Council I believe something is going to happen soon. I don't know what it is but it ain't good." Alfred stared at them with seriousness. "These symbols mean something but what? That's the problem. We can't stop these portals from opening and releasing these demons from Underground without some kind of idea. Where's the source? Who's doing this? And where are they all coming from? Beside maybe the obvious but we're not sure if they came from Underground unless we have proof for sure."

Arthur nodded at his husband. "We need to learn more of these portals and these creatures. They started to increase in number and without long there will be a war against these monsters. And if that time comes than for the first time since the Dark Suite War the Four Kingdoms had to become one and worked together to defeat or kill our one common enemy, the Shades."

Yao stared at the two Royals. "We need information about them. But this is the first time in thousands of years since it happened. Not one of the History of Cardverse had any records regarding these demons. They just seemed appeared out of nowhere."

All was silence as the words sunk in their minds but suddenly an Ace named Abel spoke.

"My Lords at times like this we should ask the help of the Jokers."

"Dude, but they're myths." Alfred frowned but turns to his husband for confirmation."Right?"

Arthur look thoughtful and when he touches the Queen's Clock he could feel something stirring. "No, Alfred, Sir Ace Abel is right. In the past, Jokers had helped us when we are in need and it is time for us to seek them once again and asked their help on what to do with these monsters."

Alfred shook his head. "Then where can we find them?"

"I have searched information about them and their location is at the Center Piece Island." Yao was the one who answered.

"Then we should start moving then!" Alfred stood up. "It is official our plan is to go to Center Piece Island and find these Jokers. The meeting ends here."

Right after the meeting, Arthur went to the very place where he can think properly or just to relax his frazzled nerves when times like this occurred. The Royal Garden, is a place where the Previous Queens' and Arthur himself had claimed as their save haven. Arthur love to admire the Sapphire Spade blue roses and smell their unique scent, he love the calming atmosphere and the peace serenity that floats in the air made the perfect medicine for his overstressed mind. He sat at one of the chairs that were place in the garden for him to seat and admire his beautiful roses. He breathed deeply of the fresh air and then exhale, releasing whatever that's troubling him.

Arthur then removes the glove to see the slight pink mark on his pale skin. He touches the tender flesh carefully, wincing slightly at the stinging sensation that is still present.

"What did you do now, England?" Arthur murmured.

"Hey, Artie!" Arthur quickly faced to see his King running towards him with a grin on his boyish face."I knew I would find you here."

"Hello, Alfred." Arthur waited for Alfred to seat beside him before smacking him on the head with his other gloved hand.

"Ow! What hell was that for Arthur?" Alfred winced as he rubbed the spot that he got hit.

"That's for calling me that ridiculous nickname of yours." Arthur scowled at him.

"Whatever you say, Arthur." Alfred pinched his husband cheeks quite suddenly as a payback for smacking him.

"Ouch, damn it!"

Alfred laughs while grasping both Arthur's hands. "Artie…"

Alfred remembered his Queen's problem as he eyed the hand that was unclothed.

"Alfred…" Arthur kept quite, watching Alfred touches the slightly burning skin. "Careful, it is still tender."

"How did you get burned?"

"I believe that my other self had accidently hurt himself."

Alfred frowns.

"Other-self?"

"The one that lives in a world called Earth, if I remember correctly." Arthur watch in fascination when he felt the soft lips of his husband kissed the slightly pink flesh of his hand. "Alfred…"

"Oh, Artie…" Arthur blushed at the tone of voice coming from his King. The love and adoration shown into those blue eyes made his heart flutter like pure white dove wings. "I couldn't help but feel something bad is going to happen to you."

Arthur look confuse at the fear on those blue eyes. "What do you mean, love?"

"Arthur… I received a letter from Diamonds." Alfred looked worried. "King Francis sends a warning for us. The Shades started to kidnapped people now and they had taken them to Heaven-knows-where!"

Arthur was stunned.

"I am afraid those bastards might take you, my Queen."

Arthur's eyes soften at the look of absolute fear in those eyes of his King. "Oh, poppet, shh… I'm not going to be taken easily, do you hear? I am the bloody Queen of Spades and Captain Kirkland of the Seven Seas of Fantasia. Darling, I can take care of myself so there is nothing to fear."

Alfred's lips trembled before enveloping his beloved into his arms. His lips brushed alluringly into Arthur's ear. "I love you Arthur and I don't want to lose you."

Arthur shivers but smiled softly at the back of his husband head as he returns the hug with much love. "I know, beloved, and I do to."

My Queen! My Queen! Both men broke apart as they both hear jingling of the bells, well to Alfred anyway but to Arthur he could hear their words clearly.

"What in Fantasia-?" Arthur's eyes widen as he spotted four colored faeries flying towards him.

"Arthur what the hell is that?" Alfred eyed the flying colored fireflies with interest.

"They are fairies. But they are not mine."

"They're not?"

We have a message for you from England on Earth! The blue fairy cried out as she and her sisters reach the table and landed in a heap of limbs.

"England?" Arthur was surprised to hear this.

"England?" Alfred was confused as he stared at the fairies and then at his Queen.

Alfred turned to his Queen questioningly. Arthur sighed and started to explain.

"England is me, Alfred but he lives in a different dimension." At the look of surprise from his King, Arthur continues. "England is the personification of his country and his people but despite being a Land-Sentient he can act and feel like a human but he can't be a human for England is just an island."

"So are you saying that England is not human?"

"Yes."

Alfred paused as he digests this sudden information from his husband. "Do you think there's a personification of Spades?"

Arthur chuckles at the excited look on his husband's face. "Maybe, who knows though?"

"How does this England look like you?"

"England in every way is like me in both in appearance and in personality but we are created and born different."

"So this England sucks at cooking just like you? And does he know how to embroidery and gardening?" Alfred grins cheekily at him. "Oh better yet, is he a woman at heart just like you?"

Arthur blushed in anger and embarrassment. "Why you-!"

"I bet the other me love the other you, huh, Arthur, just like the two of us?"

Arthur grumbled when knew his face was still the color shade of red, the national color of Hearts. "England in all aspects is me but as I said again we are different at the same time. So, I am not sure the other me from Earth and the other you from Earth are in love."

Alfred frowns. "But you said that they are us, so of course they are in love! I can't imagine you with someone else other than me."

"Alfred, our other selves aren't together like us because of their history is different from ours. They are nations and the other you, America is his name from Earth, and England have a horrible history that complicates their relationship together."

Alfred looked upset."Arthur I know me and the other me knows that he loves the other you."

Arthur sighed, "Of course Alfred but right now they aren't, how should I say this? They aren't in the right path as of yet. I know the other me suffered from heart ache because of the other you had done to him in the past but it will take time for them to heal their broken hearts for they will never forget what happened to each other in the past."

Alfred looked confuse.

"I will tell you about their history some other time Alfred. But first let us focus on the current situation now." Arthur turned to face the fairies while they were talking they took the chance to rest from their long flight. "Dearies, what has England told you."

He wanted to have a meeting with you at his dimension on Earth in his country. Azure said while sitting up straight.

He said it is urgent and needed you three days from now at midnight in his home at London. Jade said as she went to take a sip from Arthur's cold tea.

Arthur frowned, "But I can't leave my people and my Royal Family. Something happened today at Fantasia that needs my undivided attention."

Arthur ignored the alarmed look coming from Alfred.

My Queen, The soft spoken Ruby said. Something happened back on Earth as well; a mad wizard will rise from the death and will start a war against magical and non-magical beings if we don't stop it from happening.

England asked you specifically and he wants your help on preventing another war from erupting. Topaz touched her hair not looking at the Queen. In return, our mother land and we will be at your Debt.

So many stakes are in the line. If you help us then we and mother land will help you as well. Azure stood with burning blue eyes, the eyes of their national color Spades.

Arthur was having troubles on deciding, he wished he could help but he can't leave, what about his kingdom? His people? His King? But deep down he knew the other him needed him right now. He could feel the echo of his pain from all the battle wars that was happening to him many years until now resounding in him thanks to their bond as one singular soul.

"Arthur?" Arthur snapped out from his thoughts to look at his husband's confused but worried face. "Mind me on filling in?"

Arthur sighed as he finally made up his mind. "Alfred, there is something I have to tell you."

"What is it Artie?" Alfred smiled uneasily at him while glancing worriedly at the fairies then at him. "Did something happen on Earth with England?"

Arthur nodded. "England needs my help and he wants to talk to me."

"Oh well, that's cool, how are you going to communicate with him when he is in a different dimension?" Alfred looked slightly relieved to hear that.

"Alfred I have to go to Earth." Arthur didn't look at him when Alfred went pale and eyes gone wide.

"What?"

"I have to go and meet England on Earth in three days."