A World Of Darkness

Aneres: so many reviews :D Longer chapters too!

Melac: yes, in a way Gilan is Rolands jailkeeper. We hope to be able to explain that in this chapter, along with their... intresting relationship, I suppose

Aneres: onto chapter! Gilans POV! :D

England's Living Room, January 23rd, 2014

It... shocked me, I suppose, when the blonde Original, England, allowed myself and Roland rooms for the night. Especially after Rolands little stunt. But, nevertheless, he gave us places to stay for the night. I placed the normal magical restraints on Roland, took away his gun and his secret weapon, a device that can make a pulse so loud it shatters the human skull in mere seconds. While I was doing these chores, I gave him a warning. Kill anyone, and I will personally tear him to pieces.

When I awoke the next morning, it was to the crimson eyes of my charge, leaning over my face, looking bored. " Gilan. Am I alloved to eat?" He gave me a cold glare. I sighed and nodded. " Ja Roland. Nov, get off of me." I replied calmly, as he rolled off of me and left my temporary room, presumably to the kitchen. I squinted at his wrists, seeing the normal fiant white mist like bindings around his wrists; the only thing keeping him from escaping the household.

I sat up and looked around the room once more. I honestly had no preferance in where I slept. As long as there were no cracks in the wall, and smoke in the air. I stood up and stretched, popping my muscles quickly and grabbing the shirt off the floor and putting it on. I walked to the mirror and began to tie the navy ribbon into my hair. Why a ribbon? I lost a bet. This one was navy, thankfully for today. I sighed and rubbed my eyes. Then I left the room and walked downstairs, steering myself to the kitchen and blinking. Roland was nowhere to be seen, but there were newly used dishes in the sink, and a cup of tea on the counter, with my cross leaning aganist it. Instantly, my hand went to my neck. Of course, it wasn't there. Roland must have taken it when I was asleep. I sighed and took the pendant and placed it around my neck and took the tea, sipping it.

It's difficult to explain everything about Roland and I's... connection I suppose. A long time ago, Nikola wanted to have a little fun with a potion he had made, so he gave it to Roland. Long story short, Roland went crazy and caused the Austrian Massacure in our world. Ever since, I've watched over him. We've learned much about eachs others daily life stories. I knew Roland liked 5 teaspoons of sugar in his tea, he knew I liked none. I knew when Roland was silent, he was craving beer, and he knew when I was silent, I wanted to go to the local library ( before it was destroyed utterly), so usually he had to swear on every monster he knew of that he wouldn't kill anyone. We knew each other almost too well, like how I well should know my own brother. But... all of us 2ps knew never to seek trouble. My brother was one of the three 2ps that spelt trouble, along with Nikola and Kyo.

There were... times when I almost thought of Roland as kind. He liked reading to kids when we visited the library. He always helped people on the streets. He.. was acually nice when he wanted to be. He also has bad habits. Hovering over me until I wake up is one. Another is the tendancy to switch to German at random times and say the most confusing things, just to get me to show emotion. Which everyone knows is difficult. Only once has that strategy worked, and ... I'd rather not talk about it.

" Ah... Gilan, was it?"

I turned to the voice and saw England, loooking rather nervous. " Ja, England?" I asked slowly. He looked around and sighed. " We'd like to speak to the four of you 2ps.. To try and get America back... and... To fix a new problem that has arisen." He said, turning and walking off. I quickly followed him, frowning. What happened? I followed him through the hallways, until we came across the conference room. I scanned the room quickly. Allen, who for some reason had take the likeness of his Original, was leaning aganist the window, looking out at the drizzley morning of Great Britian, Luciano, who was sitting in one of the chairs with his feet on the table, looking utterly bored out of his mind, and Roland, sipping his tea, paying no attention to any in particular. I did another check and rose an eyebrow. Someone was missing from the mix of Originals.

I carefully scanned all the faces there and paled, if that was possible, with how pale I already was. I had skipped over the face of a 2p. I stared at the long brown hair tied back in a purple ribbon, the scars all over his tan skin, his brown eyes narrowed in absolute rage. I waited a second and sighed. " Honestly, from what I know of about Americas disappearance, it seems to be a trend for the happy go lucky nations to switch with their less than happy 2ps, and be stuck with people known for unusual tastes." I stated as I stared at the frowning 2p, who snarled in response. " Just shut up Gilan." Andres stated simply, making all the countries flinch from his glare, which seems to have become very common among them when a 2p is involved.

The Other World, Venice, Italy ( Unknown Person)

Aww... Now where did little Andres go? I pouted and glanced around the debris around me. My boyfriend was supposed to meet me here for our date. Sure, he's not the happiest person there was ( like me!) but still..! He never misses out on one of our dates! I sighed and rubbed my eyes. I even got up so early to look perfect for him..

I heard the sounds of spanish curses before I heard the footsteps. I turned around, making my white coat fly up from how fast I spun and gazed in awe at the person, wandering around the demolished city. He was abosolutly adorable! Curly brown hair, bright emerlads for eyes.. I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw him. I covered my mouth to keep from drawing attention to my giggles as he walked by, looking utterly confused. Aww.. did a little human wander in through a mirror? I gave a smirk. He's perfect for my cooking then!~

I jumped off the roof and trailed behind him, watching his movements and postures, examining how he moved to see where the best angle to attack him was from. I noticed that he kept mentioning a name over and over in Spanish.. Even if my boyfriend was Spanish, I still couldn't make any sense of the langauge. I then realized something. My boyfriends disappeared.. This man appears.. They both look alike.. What was an Original doing here?! More importantly, where was my grumpy Spanish boyfriend?!

I jogged up behind him and tapped his shoulder, saying in my sweetest voice. " Excuse me~ But might you not be from around here?~" I giggled as he turned around in surprise and blushed. " A-ah.. S-si, I'm not.. I woke up here. My names Spain, whats yours, amigo?" He asked, giving me a small smile. I returned it. Why couldn't Andres smile more like this? He would look sooo much cuter~ " It's nice to meet you Spain~ My names Flavio~" I told him, readjusting my scarf. His green eyes trailed to the side of my head and his eyes widened. I giggled at him. " Is there a problem?~" I asked him. He nodded slowly, going slightly pale, as he pointed a finger. " Your... your..." He looked lost for words. I smiled at him. " My curl? Is there something wrong with it?~" I giggled. Of course my curl freaked him out. He's already met my fratello of course~

Melac: sorry its not as long as chapter 6!

Aneres: yeah, but we introduced two more 2ps!

Melac: yet not Kyo... Uuuuuugh, we'll fix that soon! Anyways, If its not already obvious, then you should know by know that Flavio and Andres are 2p Romano and Spain.

Aneres: tell us what you think of them! see you nest chapter! :D