Author Notes- And so the madness continues. Also I know that the flight would take longer than 5 hours however the story wouldn't work if I had it much longer.

So my computer has been very glitchy, so my father decided he would "fix" it so now my computer has more bugs than before and he got rid of both Firefox and Google chrome making it so that I only have internet explorer. I can't say at this point how fast I'll be updating.

-Chapter 8-

Red looked at the streets of England in awe; things were calm, peaceful and clean though now it was dark. Cuba looked at him confused by how amazed he could be over what was normal to him. They were arriving at the world conference building in England, which Cuba wasn't sure who would be there. Though he did tell them that it was an emergency it's incredibly difficult to get someone to show up when you can't even say what's wrong, after all no one would believe him if he told them that there was another him from a different universe here. He himself didn't really believe it but his top priority was to keep himself from getting killed, so he did what Red told him to.

So after the 5 hour flight (which was the most expensive thing Cuba had done in a long time) they were in England. As they entered the room where the other nations were waiting Cuba braced himself for the worst, he opened the door and almost all the nations in their chairs. England was the first one to speak up "Alright what's this all about?" Cuba hesitantly moved to the table, which allowed them to see the thinner man behind him. Red smiled as closed the door behind him "To be blunt, it's about the people who don't belong here. I'm one of them. I from an alternate uni-" America stood up interrupting Red's sentence and looked at Cuba "Dude, you're telling me this is your emerg-" Red whipped his gun out and put it to Cuba's head "Have patience, I'd like to at least have a chance to explain everything without partaking in any kind of fight." America glared at Red as he sat back down.

"Did Belarus, Ukraine, Austria, Turkey, Hungary, Liechtenstein, Switzerland or Romano show up for the emergency meeting?" Red said, now having the entire room's attention. There was a silence of people looking around to see if they simply weren't counted, finally England answering with a defeated "No." Red sighed "Do you know their whereabouts?" there was a pause in the room. Germany's voice broke the silence "Yes, I spoke with Japan on the phone briefly. He said that Turkey was attacked by a man with terrible scars on his face. Both Japan and Turkey have been hospitalized from what I've heard." "And the others?" Red asked. America shook his head and sighed "They didn't answer their phones."

"What?!" Cried Spain who couldn't contain himself anymore, "But I was with him right before I got the call!" Red's eyes met Spain's "Was there someone that looked like this one except blonde?" he said as he gestured with his free hand to Italy. Spain nodded reluctantly. Red stood still for a moment, it looked like he was thinking next action through carefully. "Call him." Red said finally. Spain stuttered "Y-yes." he pulled out his cell phone and called Romano. "Put it on speaker." Red said looking somewhat curious, he continued "The other Romano would never answer the phone if he knew it was you." the phone beeped a few times and then went to voice mail.

Red looked at Italy who looked very nervous "Now take out your cell phone and call him." Italy looked at Germany slightly scared as took out his phone and dialed Romano's phone number. "Put it on speaker." Red commanded once again. Italy did so obediently, allowing everyone to hear the phone beep. "...Feli?" Italy smiled nervously upon hearing his brother's voice "Hey fratello! Are you okay? Why aren't you at the world meeting? Vee~"

"I'm fucken' busy! Some guy that looked like me showed up at my house while Spain and I were eating lunch. Right after Spain left the guy just flipped out and said something about you Italy! I've been looking for him but I want you back home tonight Italy." Germany interjected worried for his friend "But I can protect Italy-" "Mind your damn own damn business potato bastard! I'll take care of my family and take care of yours!" the phone yelled back at Germany. There was a pause and Italy ended the conversation "Okay fratello, I understand. I'll be home after the meeting." his brother said before hanging up his end of the line "I'll have food ready for you when get here." Italy looked at his phone a little surprised.

"He always makes me make the food." Red sighed "That was the other Romano." Italy shook his head "But that can't be. His voice was my fratello's and he talked like him too. It has to be him." Red rolled his eyes "If you are trusting a voice then would die very fast." his voice sounded just like Cuba's. Everyone had froze in shock. Red who was the only one unfazed went back to his normal voice as he spoke to Italy "You must very weak since you that monster's opposite..." he turned his head to Spain "You'll go with Italy to his house. If the other Romano is there or on the loose as the person on the phone said than you are the best protection, our world's Romano is scared to death by our Spain. By simply looking like him you should have him cowering in a corner." Spain shivered by how accurate this Red was.

"Now that I've helped your Italy stay alive may I speak to you without having a gun to his head? My arm is getting tired." All the nations stared at him still shocked about the whole voice thing. "Y-yeah." America stuttered, he tried to stomp out any fear from his voice but wasn't successful. Red started to blush as he looked at America and put his pistol back into his vest. America who has never been good at understanding what is going on with other people nervously asked "Is something wrong dude?" Red's face became flushed "It's just that you look just like my Alfie." England repeated Red's words out of surprise. "Alfie?!" Red started to look very flustered "Y-yes. The America of my world. It's a shame his brother is such a jerk." Red sighed before continuing. "He wasn't sent with me to this world."

Red stuttered as he turned his head away from America "A-anyways that's not important." America was still trying to understand everything, as he was bad with this kind of thing. "England, you have to find a spell that will send us to a different universe. Specifically ours." Red commanded, getting back into his authoritative spot. England exclaimed "What?! But that could take months, no years to do!" Red glared at him "You're friends don't have months, some may not even have days." England stiffened feeling the pressure. Red looked at Poland who was completely petrified "You need to get to the best hospital you can get to as soon as possible." Poland jumped out of surprise "Like, what?!" Red sighed "Everyone's destiny's are connected to their other self. Say if I had shot the France of this world in the head, in the other world odds are high that one way or another my world's France would die at that exact same moment."

France shivered by his name being used in that context. Poland looked at Red as panic ate away at him "But why am I in danger?" Red looked at Poland sympathetically. "Right now I bet in my world Russia and Prussia want nothing more than to kill Poland, and even if England were to send us all back at this moment you would still be in grave danger since we ourselves aren't exactly thrilled about this." he sighed "If it wasn't for the fact that I feel the need to think before I act I myself would have attacked you just so that I could get rid of the other one without as much of a struggle." Poland covered his mouth as he sunk into his chair. "Like, I am totally losing my cool right now." Lithuania put his hand on top of his "I'll keep you safe, I promise."

Red turned his attention to France who was still stuck on the whole destiny's being intertwined with their opposite thing. "But if killing me would kill my other self then what would have happened if you shot Cuba." Red shrugged "I don't know, as much as I've learned over the years I haven't the slightest idea on what would happen."

A soft voice that was barely above a whisper spoke "Why don't you go to my place Poland? Things are peaceful at my country and the hospitals are very good." Poland screamed "I-it's a ghost!" Red looked at the quiet Canadian who seemed relieved that someone heard him, even if they called him a ghost. He politely smiled "I'm not a ghost, I'm Canada." Red glared at Canada, a different Canada or not his anger was not something that he could hide easily. "You should go with him, it's most likely your best chance to survive." Lithuania looked at Canada. And tried to be as polite as he could "Hello, my name is Lithuania. Um I know we just met but may I come with him? I don't mean to be rude but please." Canada blushed as he wasn't used to so much attention. He rubbed the back of his neck "S-sure." he said quietly.

"Prussia and Russia should get to safe places as well, after all Poland isn't an idiot. He'll probably be trying to kill them as they try to kill him." Many glances went to Prussia who was being unusually quiet, Germany looked at his brother with a worried look "He been like this for a couple hours now." Red turned to him trying get a good look at him. Prussia had one hand over face and the other arm the table, "The awesome me just doesn't that great right now." Red looked at Prussia with concern "That's because of your 2p. Right now he's most likely not acting like himself. He being loud and energetic in reaction to his boyfriend being taken away."

Red looked around "Where's your Russia?" China finally spoke after being silent for so long "Russia is missing." he sounded very worried. Many nations looked at Lithuania expecting him to say where he was, Lithuania sighed "I have no idea what's going on with him, after the the meeting I went to Poland's place." Lithuania's darted around the room. "Where's Estonia and Latvia?"

Red squeezed the bridge of his nose "What a bloody mess."

More Author Notes- I'm sorry about these random pairings that seem to just appear. They just tend to happen as I write, I never really mean for it to happen.