Everyone's been saying that it was 2P Japan, but really I think of it more of a Dark Japan XD (Even though I know that people usuallu think of 2P nations as the evil nations...) But 2P Japan has red eyes, and this evil Japan has black eyes...so...they're not going to have the 2P nations personalities XD


"How...?" America looked down at the Japanese child who was hugging his leg tightly, and then to the older Japan, who was watching them carefully. "How is he...?"

The dark Japan's eyes narrowed slightly. It took a slow but firm step towards.

America's eyes widened. He had no idea what that thing was, but there was no mistaking the aura of malice surrounding it. "We need to go" America said urgently, scooping up both of the island nations easily.

He charged down the hall as fast as he could, not looking behind him to see if the dark thing was following him. He entered a room at random, trying to find a good place to hide.

"The kitchen...?" America gasped after slamming the door shut. This was where China had been planning to cook for them. A few ingredients for Chinese style food had been set up on the counter.

He set the two countries onto the floor. "Okay, we're going to stay here until that thing goes away" America said firmly. Even though he would of liked to fight it, he didn't have a weapon, and something about it seemed dangerous just by standing there. "Maybe you two should hide in a cupboard or something, just in case.

England looked like he was about to argue but Japan grabbed his arm. "We understand" he said, leading the British nation down the room.

America tensed as he faced the door. Maybe it didn't follow us. He thought hopefully. Maybe it didn't see us go in here. Maybe-!

There was a slow but heavy knocking at the door. The American squeaked slightly, but stayed where he was. He couldn't let it get England and Japan.

"Go away!" America yelled. "I don't know what you are, but if you're after England and Japan, just forget it! There's no way I'm letting you have them!"

The knocking stopped, which caused America to briefly hope that the dark Japan had actually listened to him and gone away.

However, there was a sudden loud bang, as if something had been slammed against the door at full force, nearly knocking the door of it's hinges.

America knew that the door could only take a few more of those before it burst open. He quickly reached for the nearest thing he could use as a weapon, which turned out to be a...frying pan? Well...it works for Hungary...

He had only just gotten into what he figured was a fighting pose before there was another bang, louder then the one before, causing the door to fall to the floor.

The dark Japan regarded America as it slowly walked into the room, sword drawn.

America shivered. That feeling...the dark Japan was definitely causing it. He held the frying pan tighter. He didn't care how it was doing it, but America was not going to stand down because of a feeling.

Even if he was shaking a little. But it wasn't because he was scared! He was America, the hero! Hero's don't get scared! He was...just a little cold! Yeah, that's it! A cold hero with a stainless steel frying pan as his only weapon.

The other Japan raised its sword suddenly, swinging it towards the American a lot faster then it had been moving a second ago.

America barely had time to use the pan to protect himself, staggering back as metal connected with metal.

"Shit" he stared at the dented pan in shock. "Dude, you have a sword! How is that fair?"

The dark Japan said nothing, it merely watched the American nation.

Okay, this Japan is usually slow, but can move really fast when it wants to. America mentally noted. Also, it's stronger then the real Japan. He made another uneasy glance at the dent in his only weapon. A lot stronger.

The other Japan lunged forward, lifting its sword again. This time America was slightly more prepared, and managed to block the attack without being pushed back again.

"What do you want with England and Japan?" America asked through gritted teeth as he tried desperately to keep the sword away from him.

The Japan slowed down again, and looked at the American, almost confusedly.

It opened its mouth, speaking in a dry, ominous tone. "There can only be one"

America shivered. Somehow, hearing it's voice was a lot worse then he would of thought it could be. "Only one...? So...you mean you want to get rid of them?" he glared at the Japanese thing with as much defiance as he could manage. "No way! You're not getting anywhere near them while I'm here!"

The dark Japan seemed to glower at America. It moved the sword away, only to swing it back at the pan America was holding securely, knocking it clean out of his hands. It landed somewhere across the room with a clang.

"Ah...um..." America stared at his empty hands for a few seconds. "...Shit"

The dark Japan suddenly leaned closer to the American, tapping him on the shoulder lightly.

America shrieked, clutching his shoulder as he fell to his knees. It hurt, but it wasn't physical pain. Somehow, he could see every single time he had ever felt sad, angry, hurt, guilty...It was all flashing in front of his eyes. Yet, behind all of those memories, he could still faintly see the dark Japan. America could of sworn it was smirking down at him.

He gasped loudly as the pain started to spread from his shoulder, all around his body. It was that feeling from before, but this time it felt like it was crashing into him, like a merciless tsunami.

He fell to his side, writhing slightly. Oh, hell. America's vision dimmed as he started to black out. Hell! S-stay awake! You need to...you need to protect Japan and England! These thoughts were useless, as his sight darkened more and more, numbing the pain in his suddenly heavy body.

America forced his eyes to stay open, looking up at the other Japan. Even with his blurred vision, he could see it lifting up it's sword again, almost lazily. It knew that America couldn't go anywhere. It knew that it had plenty of time.

He tensed as he gave in and allowed his eyes to close, waiting for the inevitable.

"Hey!" America's sluggish mind had trouble understanding who was speaking. "Leave him alone!" He managed, with great difficulty, to open his eyes again. England stood behind the dark Japan, glaring darkly. In his hands, being held like some kind of weapon was...a butter knife.

The other Japan had turned around at the sound of the British nation's voice, and was now staring at him intently. Its eyes narrowed as it seemed to reconise the knife as a weapon, not realising that the worst a butter knife could do to it would be...well...

It began walking closer to the British child, who stepped back nervously as he started to realise that confronting the dark thing may not of been the best idea.

America's mind was too numbed to register anything that was happening. It took everything he had to not pass out. He barely noticed someone shaking him slightly.

"America-san! Please...It's not a good time to take a nap! England-san's in trouble!" America heard the words, and slowly tried to figure out what they meant in his senseless brain. The one who was calling him...that had to be Japan...

The Japanese child panicked at the lack of response. "Please, America-san! England-san's in danger!" he tried shaking the larger American nation again.

America felt a spark of what could of been energy. The words 'England' and 'danger' finally clicked in his mind.

"...England...?" he mumbled. He clentched his hands into fists, his determination growing with every second. "Get...away..."

The dark Japan paused in it's persuit of small British nation, as if it sensed something was wrong.

America pushed himself up, fighting against exhaustion and the desire to collapse onto the floor again. He grabbed the nearest thing he could find. "Get away from England!" America screamed, throwing whatever he had picked up as hard as he could.

Which turned out to be a wok China had been planning to use. It connected with the dark Japan's head, emitting a sickening crack.

At first there was no reaction, but then the other Japan stiffened before falling to the ground silently.

The room was quiet for what felt like hours.

"A...Are you two alright?" America asked once he had recovered enough of his strength to stand up.

The two island nations nodded, not looking away from the dark thing's body.

"Um...Is it dead?" Japan looked up at the American nation timidly.

America tried to shrug casually, even though he was freaking out on the inside. "I...I don't know..." he stepped hesitantly to the unmoving body. Had he really killed it? He knew that it had been trying to kill him, but heros never killed the bad guys. The bad guys always died in some accident they had somehow caused themselves.

He briefly thought about poking the body, but then decided that that might not be a good idea.

"And you" America turned his attention to England. "What was that? I told you to hide! You could of been killed!"

England looked at the floor. "I was trying to help" he said bitterly. "I don't see why that means you have to yell at me. He was about to kill you!"

After realising he had no idea how to reply to that, America sighed. "Look, I was just worried, okay? I wanted to try and protect you two..."

The British child huffed. "Well, you did a great job of that, didn't you?" he said sarcastically.

"Iggy..." America knelt down next to the child. "I'm sorry for yelling at you, okay? Please don't sulk..."

"Um, A-America-san!" Japan squeaked suddenly. Both nations turned in surprise to see the body of the other Japan...smoking?

"What the...?" America picked up England and stepped in front of the Japanese country defensively.

More pure black smoke came from the body, until it seemed to disintegrate. A black cloud hovered where the body once was.

"Er...what?" America reached out an uncertain hand. The dark cloud suddenly darted past the three nations, out the door, dying out as it floated away from them. "...What?"

"It turned into a cloud..." Japan said distantly.

"...Yeah..." America looked towards where the darkness had vanished. "Do...any of you know what that was?" he got what he expected, as the two children both shook there heads. He sighed. "I don't understand any of this...Why the hell did i just have to fight an evil Japan? Why was it Japan in the first place? Out of all the nations..."

England smiled as an idea came to him. "Maybe it's not just Japan. Maybe there's an evil version of all of us"

America blinked a few times, trying to understand what England had just said. An evil version of all of them...

"...Shit"


Yeah...XD One day, all of you will find out why there are evil version of the nations walking around, and also why America suddenly got his strength back while he was down XD Anyway, please review and tell me what you think ^_^