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Chapter 6: Who?

Kiku took a deep breath and smiled warmly at the peace and quiet of the meadows; he turned over to his friends, the reality of what was happening coming back to him. Ludwig was still holding onto his arm where the Arthur duplicate had slashed at him. The Northern Italian was worrying about his lover, babbling a bit. Ivan, the Russian who had remained quiet up till now while also holding onto Yao, looked over at Kiku.

"Things are tough here, da?" He tilted his head.

"Aiya..." The Chinese breathed out. "So troublesome..."

The Japanese couldn't help but smile softly once again, but as quickly as it appeared, it disappeared. While he was happy his friends was with him, he was also afraid for their safety. They were lucky they were able to escape from Artie, Kiku knew how the Arthur duplicate was having only seen him once before was enough. The cupcakes, he knew was filled with poisons, so he was happy he prevented Feliciano from eating one.

The Brit looked at his friends; he was standing next to Alfred, who was holding onto him. All the couples were holding onto him, save for Kiku, Heracles, and Gilbert. Antonio was holding onto Lovino much to the Italian's dismay. Arthur frowned, thinking. One thing is strange...inside of Kiku's nightmares...there is a copy of me, so...surely there must be more? He shook his head and looked over at Kiku. "..."

Suddenly, the smell of cigarette smoke reached the Brit's nose. "Where is that bloody awful smell coming from?"

A trail of smoke slowly appeared in the distance and dirty blonde hair appeared with it. The blonde hair was tied up in a messy ponytail, the person with the hair was wearing a red Canadian Mountie and dark sunglasses covered his eyes. Alfred blinked, his first thought was of his brother, Matthew.

The man, a long curl in his hair bouncing, walked up to them, a cigarette firmly placed between his lips. "I should have figured you all would eventually get here."

Kiku frowned ever so slightly; seeing this man was a first for him. Alfred stared at the other, eyes narrowed. "Matthew?"

The other man smirked a bit, taking his sunglasses off, revealing his tired, purple eyes. "Your half correct. Matthieu or Matt is quite fine for me."

Alfred stared at the Canadian warily before simply turning his head away. Matt smirked but then focused his eyes on the entire group. "Looks like all of you are a bit...stuck here, eh?"

Some of them all took quick glances at each other before nodding reluctantly, and Kiku was busy staring at the man, eyeing him warily. Heracles, noticing this, grabbed the Japanese's hand and squeezed it lightly.

Matt looked over at Kiku, giving him a smile. "You, well...I do wish the best for you." He turned back to the others, his tone was serious, "Look, I'm going get you the hell out of here, so you all better shut up and listen to me."

They all blinked. This definitely wasn't their Matt; they knew it before but his language confirmed it. Kiku narrowed his eyes but said nothing as the others agreed with Matthieu's demands. He smirked. This is going to be very fun. With that thought, he walked past them and to the door.

The nations all looked at each other, thoughts of this Matt swimming through their minds. Alfred was the one most thinking about this Canadian, trying to figure out why this Matt was different than his. Matt looked back at them, his mouth a snarl. "Are you fools going to just stand there?"

Everyone froze but they started walking towards the Canadian, they weren't sure to trust him or even leave the room. For all they knew the Arthur double could have still been waiting in the hall, in front of the door. Matt opened the door and walked out of the room and into the dark hallway. There was still blood on the floor where Ludwig was slashed by Artie, this made the German's arm return to his wound. Feli had wrapped it up earlier with spare material from white flags.

Thankfully, Artie wasn't there.

Although he wasn't, some of the nations worried that he could still be close by, lurking within the shadows. Niether Ivan, China, nor Germany worried about it to the extent of paranoia. Lovino, he was worried, but his personality wouldn't show that he was afraid; not only afraid for himself, but afraid for Antonio, though he would never admit that to the Spaniard.

"Ve..." Feliciano whinned out. "This hallway is still-a very creepy..."

Matt rolled his eyes behind his sunglasses and started walking. "C'mon, the exit is this way."

"Wait! Hold on now," Arthur called out, realizing. "We can't leave until we solve what's going on here and help Kiku!"

Brits...The Canadian sighed and turned to the English man, pushing his sunglasses up. "Are you fucking stupid? Are you so dumb that you're forgetting you can die here?"

Everyone was slightly shocked, even Arthur took a moment before he spoke again. "We appreciate your concern but we have things we must do."

"I see..." Matt replaced his sunglasses back in front of his eyes and his mouth turned into a giant, dark smirk. "If you're that intent on dying...I'll do you a damn kindness!"

The hockey stick that was innocently hanging on his back, was now being held in a death grip. Everyone's eyes widen and they all jumped when they heard a bear growling behind them. There was Kumajiro behind them, growling at them. Matt went for a swing, still wearing his dark smirk.

Alfred, the main target, got whacked in the arm by the hockey stick. He winced and grabbed his arm, glaring at the Canadian. He pulled out his pistol and shot at the hockey stick, breaking part of it. Matt blinked but he simply chuckled darkly. "That was a good idea, but it doesn't help you, fuck head."

The American grit his teeth and looked at the others who were facing the polar bear. "Dudes, run!"

The command made them blink but the serious of the tone knew Alfred meant business. Antonio, suddenly grew serious, grabbed the two Italian brothers, Feliciano and Lovino, and ran them into a room. Ludwig was busy punching the bear along with Gilbert while Ivan, who was holding onto Yao, pushed the Chinese into a room before pulling out his pipe.

Alfred's blue orbs fell upon the Brit; Arthur grabbed Heracles and Kiku by their wrists and pulled them into a room. Kiku protested. "No! We can't split up!"

"We'll meet up later," The Brit replied back. "We can take care of ourselves, and we just here to help you, Kiku."

"No, you don't understand! I didn't ask for your help, Arthur!" Kiku growled out. The room they were in resembled Kiku's bedroom, so the young Japanese boy sat on it with a sigh. "Maybe I did at first...but as the nightmares worsened...I just couldn't take it...and then you talked about jumping in...I became afraid."

Heracles walked over and sat next to the other, pulling him into a hug, his emerald eyes were soft. Arthur stared at the couple momentarily and sighed. "It'll be ok..."

"You guys can die here...That Matt...He'll kill Alfred!" Kiku had tears running down his eyes. "These people...they'll kill you all...they'll torture you as you die..! I've seen it!"

Heracles hugged him tighter, his green eyes now closed. Arthur sighed softly once again and looked towards the door, hoping Alfred would walk in with all the others. He wanted to peak, but he wasn't quite sure.

The room fell silent.

Long moments passed before the doorknob turned; the trio in the room stared at the door before Alfred's head peeked in. "Ah! Found you!"

He pushed the door opened and walked in, Ludwig, Gilbert Ivan, and Yao following behind them. All of them, save for Yao, had blood on their clothes. Arthur frowned. "Wheres Antonio and the other two?"

Gilbert shrugged. "They ran off somewhere..."

"Great..." Kiku breathed out, and stood up. "We should go find them then..."

Everyone nodded.

ITS SO HARD TO KEEP TRACK OF ALL THE CHARACTERS MAN! I ALMOST FORGOT GILBERT HALFWAY THROUGH THIS AND HERACLES! Anyways, hope you enjoyed it, this is the best I can do for a while, this maybe short but I seriously hope you enjoy this new chapter. I tried my best with 2p Canada, so I hope you find it acceptable.