hey guess what I'm alive well see you at the end of the chapter *takes author special tunnel slide*

Chapter 10

It took England longer than he would have liked to explain the plan that he and Arthur had come up with. For England it was a pain to explain a plan to America but explaining a complicated plan as this to two of him was enough to give him a splitting headache at all the questions that he had to answer.

England sighed as he ran one of his hands through his hair as he went about explaining the plan to them once again. "Ok now please the both of you understand the plan this time; and please for the love of all things decent understand it this time. Ok so we are going to head to the Diamonds Kingdom, we will sneak into the Kingdom without being noticed as much as possible and from there we will make our way to the Diamonds castle where being as careful as possible to not be noticed break into the castle and from there we make our way down to the dungeons where Arthur's body is being kept. At this point he will most likely jump from my body back into his own body and then all of us get the heck out of doge as fast as possible and I cannot stress this out enough we have to be as stealthy as possible." England heaved another sigh before he continued to speak . "Now please, please tell me that the two of you both understand the plan and that I don't need to explain it to the both of you again?"

Alfred and America who had taken to sitting on the floor with their legs crossed as they looked up at England both with a look on their faces that England could only hope that meant that they both understand the plan at last. Alfred was the first to nod his head indicting that he understood the plan to the shorter blond's relief.

That relief was short lived when America shot his hand up in the air like a child asking a question. At the sight of this England wanted to tear his hair out from just pure frustration of the situation. "Yes America what is it?"

"Well I was just wandering wouldn't it be easier to do all of this at night when there are less people around and dude it'll be totally easier to hide two people who look the same." America said as he gestured to himself and Alfred.

England was going to say that America's suggestion was stupid but then it hit him; it would be easier to act out their plan in the dead of night rather than in the middle of the day where the chances of being caught were a lot higher. "I can't believe I'm about to say this but America that is the best idea I think that you have ever come up with. And with that it makes a drastic change to the plan."

America couldn't help but bounce up and down where he sat at what England said about his plan.

For the next few minutes they ironed out all the details of the plan and figuring which ship was next leaving for Diamonds that would have the best chance of arriving whilst it was still night; and while no one was looking all three of them snuck out of the castle to make their way to the port so that they can join the ship that they needed to help make their plan work. On their way to the port they decided that America would pretend to be Alfred's older brother Matthew. It was lucky that Alfred and his brother looked similar to each other so that there would be very few questions about there being two people that looked alike to each other. They could only hope that no one would ask about America's clothes. They had tried to get America to wear something else than his usual bomber jacket but he refused and to not risk missing the ship that they needed so Alfred and England decided to not fight America on the issue.

Once they were on the ship and explained things to the captain who explained to the crew of the ship that the King, Queen and the King's brother were joining them on their ship for a special mission they set sail to begin their rescue mission.

The start of their journey was peaceful, the weather was good. Alfred was leaning on one of the side rails of the ship with his arms crossed as his upper body was supported by the rail; he stared off into the horizon as he contemplated all that had been happening recently in his life. His thoughts had him so distracted that he didn't notice when a second person came up to him and copied his stance on the rail of the ship.

America had been amazed by the ship from the moment that he stepped onto it. He didn't get many chances to sail the seas on a sail ship before steam ships came into existence. But his wonder and joy was cut short when he caught sight of Alfred and the look that he had on his face and could tell what it was that he was feeling and decided to make his way over to him and provide some words of encouragement.

"Hey dude how are you doing?"

Alfred was startled by America suddenly showing up next to him jarring him from his thoughts. "To be honest my friend I don't think that I'm doing all that well right now."

America placed a hand on Alfred's shoulder giving it a gentle reassuring squeeze as he did so before putting his arm back on the rail. "I hear you dude. Something like this really isn't easy to deal with it reminds of when England wasn't in my life although the circumstances between the two of us is different. For you Arthur was taken from you where as I pushed England away from me and grew to regret it and now I'm trying to get him back into my life."

Alfred was shocked by what America had just said. He could see how much he cared about England and thought that they had been constantly in each other's lives and never apart like America said that they were. "W-What happened to cause you to push him away?"

America took a deep breath before he started to explain. "England was the one that raised me as a child and had been a big part of my life for a long time. But during that time I started to develop feelings for England, feelings that I knew meant that I liked him more than the brother that he saw me as; and that if I didn't do something then he would never see me as anything else other than his little brother."

"What happened then?" Alfred asked as his curiosity in his other worlds self's life.

America hung his head as he sighed. "I got what I wanted . . . but I paid a big price for it. We didn't talk to each other and he didn't acknowledge me being in the same room as him for nearly one hundred and fifty years."

To say that Alfred was shocked by what America had just said would be a big understatement. "Just . . . just how old are you two? And. . . "

Alfred didn't the chance to finish his questions before both he and America looked at up the sky just in time for it to start raining and not just light rain but a storm had hit the ship causing the whole ship to run around in a panic as they went about securing the ship's cargo as wave after wave started to hit the sides of the ship some even crashing across the deck of the ship and nearly sending some of the crew into the torrential waters blew.

It wasn't long after the storm started did it appear to be an overly bad storm, so bad that it was proving difficult to sail through.

One of the sailors went up to the ship's captain, drenched from all the water and out of breath from running around on the ship. "Ca-Captain this storm is too dangerous to sail through . . . we have to turn back to Spades right now."

The ship's captain was hesitant about was must be done to keep the ship intact and the task that was given to him and his crew by the King and Queen. Eventually the captain came to a decision, one that he wasn't that overly pleased with but knew that it was the best option to go for.

He turned to his crew and in a loud and commanding voice. "Turn this ship around we are heading back to Spades until this storm has past!"

This announcement caused Alfred, England and America panic. If the ship turned around there went their chance to get Arthur back from Francis. Alfred ran up to the captain in a panic and hoping that he might be able to change the captain's mind. "Captain please reconsider about turning the ship around. If we turn around now then the mission that me and the Queen are on will fail."

The captain look disheartened at the prospect of failing his King and Queen but he valued the lives of his crew above all else. "I'm sorry your majesty but this storm is just far too dangerous to sail through. No one can sail through a storm like this."

"I can sail us through this storm." Alfred and the captain looked to where they heard the voice come from and saw England standing at the helm of the ship.

England stood at the helm of the ship ready to grasp the wheel and guide the ship through this storm. "Now I need everyone to listen to me, do so and we can all make it through this storm in one piece and not lose a single life. Now I need half of the crew to double check that all cargo is secure and the other half to bring the sails in; we cannot risk them getting damaged or causing damage to the ship. Now go!" England then took the wheel of the ship as he went about guiding them all safely through the storm, not before he gave one last command this time to Alfred and America. "You two don't just stand help get the sails in now. Use that bloody strength of yours to help!"

Alfred and America didn't stand around too long before they went ahead with the task that they were given. They both ran over to the closest piece of rigging grabbing a hold of some of the ropes each as they helped to get the sails in.

As Alfred was pulling on the ropes he caught a glimpse of America and saw that the other was smiling as if he was happy and it left him confused and wanting answers. "What are you smiling about? What about all of this can make you seem so happy?"

America continued to smile as he pulled on the ropes but being careful to not use too much of his strength in order to not overwhelm the sailors. "Sorry dude but to me this is the one of the best moments of my life, I never got to see England during his heyday and this feels like the closest that I'm ever going to get to see it for myself and it's just brilliant dude. Ah man I feel like I'm back in his golden age. The pirate king is back dude!"

"You are a weird one my friend." Alfred was still left confused but as he looked back to England and then back to America he felt as if he could understand where America was coming from with the age gap between him and Arthur at times made him feel like there were things that he didn't know about the person that he loved. "But I guess I can understand where you are coming from."

It took what felt like a life time before they made it through the storm, and as they past the last storm clouds everyone onboard the ship let out a sigh of relief as clear skies returned to their view; but before they rested the crew of the ship let out a massive cheer directing it straight towards their brave Queen.

England collapsed onto the ships wheel as he took in the praise from the crew. To him it felt great to be able relive part of his youth and captain a ship once more. As he rested upon the ships wheel England saw that both America and Alfred made their way to him.

America was the first one to make it to England as he nearly flew up the stairs that led to the ships wheel.

When he made it to England he wrapped his arms around England's waist and lifted him up into the air in a tight hug. "Dude that was like awesome, you totally saved all of our asses."

England wasn't all that surprised by America's reaction as it was the type of reaction that he normally has in this kind of situation, but what did surprise him was the lack of strength that was used. Instead of his usually bone crushing hug that would leave him gasping for air; but this hug was more, well the only way that England could describe it was gentle and loving and he had to stop his face from turning a shade of red as he felt America's emotion come through. "It . . . It was nothing. I was just doing w-what needed to be done."

The rest of the journey went by without any problems, which the crew was thankful for and they arrived off the coast of Diamonds in the middle of the night. As they got closer Alfred, England and America prepared to quite literally jump ship and carry on with the rest of their plan.

Once the ship got close to the port the trio departed from the ship and made their way through the shallow waters until they reached solid ground once more.

England looked around making sure that there were as few people around as possible. "Ok now we need a way to get to the Diamonds castle and as quickly as possible."

"Leave it to me." America sprinted off from the group and headed off into the nearby town and was back in a matter of minutes with three horses one of them he was already on the back of.

England couldn't help but pinch the bridge of his nose as he saw America ride back up to him and Alfred with the horses. "I am not even going to ask as to where you got those horses I am just going to stay quite; get on the back of one of these horses and then the three of us will make our to the castle." England didn't say anything else as he climbed up onto the back of one of the horses and grasped the reins in his hands as he readied the horse to move.

"Actually I think that the horses are a good idea. Let's just make sure that we bring them back after we are done. This might not be my Kingdom but I will not steal innocent and loyal subjects." Alfred walked up to the last horse taking the reins and petted the horse's neck before he climbed up onto its back.

The three of them now on the back of the borrowed horses made their way to the Diamonds castle with Alfred leading the way. They pushed the horses as fast as they could to get to the castle as quickly as possible.

Over an hour had passed by the time the castle came into their sight, well the castle walls were in sight. But before they got too close to the castle they brought the horse to a stop and changed direction so that they were heading for a large cluster of tress that was close to the castle walls and that would keep them and the horses hidden.

Once they were out of sight they dismounted the horses and tied the reins to nearby tress so that they didn't go running off back home. Now with the horses secured they walked up to the castle wall.

America had his hands locked behind his head as he looked at the wall that was standing in front of them. "Soooooo how are we getting inside, cause I don't know about you guys but I see a very tall wall in front of us and no way but the main gate to get past it."

Alfred walked alongside the wall for a little while with one of his hands on the wall and stopped when he felt a dip in the wall. "This will get us past the wall; it's a secret way to get out of the castle used mainly in times when the Royals are in danger." Alfred then pushed at the wall to reveal a door. He went to open the door but stopped when he noticed that there was no way to open the door. "Damnit there's no way that we can get in now."

England walked up to the door to inspect it for himself. "Isn't there some way to get inside? If there's a lock I could easily pick it."

Alfred could only shack his head as it started to seem to him that there was no way that they could get inside and therefore they wouldn't be able to get Arthur's body back. "No there isn't. If there is anything like a lock it would be on the other side of this door which of course we have no way of getting passed."

America looked up at the wall as if he was trying to figure out just how high the wall was exactly. "It just might work." Without taking his eyes off of the wall he spoke to England. "Hey England, remember Berlin." America finally took his eyes off of the wall and gave England a wink as he finished speaking and started to head towards the wall.

It took England a moment to realise what it was that America was talking about, but when he did he couldn't help but smile ever so slightly and started to walk away from the wall as he removed his coat. "You better make sure that what happened last time doesn't happen this time America."

America stood with his back against the wall with his hands clasped in front of him and crouched down. "Ha who do you take me for I've been practising since last time."

When England was a good enough distance away from the wall he turned around to find that America was ready to act out their plan. "You know I really do feel sorry for Canada at times, but I am glad to hear that you've been practising." England only waited a second before he went off at a run heading straight for America. As he got closer to America he readied himself for what was about to happen, this was one of the rare times that America let go of the restraints on his strength. When he had gotten in front of America and placed a foot in the taller blonds clasped hands that was it he was shot up into the sky and above the wall and this was where his abilities came in handy, as he started to fall back down to the ground he used his magic to cushion his landing. Once he landed and made sure that there were no guards within ear shot he set about picking the lock to the door.

Back on the other side of the door America was leaning against the wall as he waited for England to open the door. Even though America was being calm despite the situation Alfred on the other hand was pacing back and forth, there was no way that he could be as relaxed as America was right at this moment. "Dude you gotta relax ya gonna cut a trench into the ground if ya continue."

At this Alfred stopped in his tracks and looked at America shocked beyond all belief at what was just said to him. "How can I relax you just through Arthur . . . I mean England over a wall he might have broken his neck for all we know. You know what you should be the one pacing out of worry if you care about him so much."

America only shrugged his shoulders as he continued to lean against the wall. "Dude I don't need to worry if he's ok or not cause I know he is. England isn't that fragile he is tougher than he look and I'm sure that this door is going to open any moment now and you'll see that he's fine and that there is nothing to worry about." America gestured to the door as if it would open as if on que.

And just like that the door opened to reveal a proud looking England standing on the other side. "Gentlemen the door is now opened for us to continue."

With that all three of them started to make their way through the castle grounds making sure to be as quite as possible as to not be noticed by the castle guards that were on the night patrol of the castle.

It took a little while for them to make it inside the castle as it appeared that there were a lot of guards out that night but that wasn't going to stop the trio of blonds from completing their mission. When they made it to the castle they found a window that was left open just by a crack and opened it enough to all them to enter the castle.

Now that they had finally made it inside they started to head towards the dungeons with both Alfred and England, with the help from Arthur, guiding the way after giving America a massive telling off when he nearly knocked over a vase that if it smashed would have alerted any nearby guards of their presence.

It took some time for them to finally make their way to the dungeons as it appeared that not only were there a lot of guards patrolling the outside of the castle, but there was also just as many maybe more patrolling the corridors of the interior of the castle. It didn't seem weird to them that there was no sign of any guards in the dungeons; they just agreed amongst themselves that the guards that would have been in the dungeons were instead out patrolling another part of the castle.

America grabbed a hold of one of the torches that was on the wall and started to make his way down the long passageway only to stop a few steps ahead of Alfred and England and then look back to them, mainly England, as he didn't know where he was going. "Soooo which cell is it that we need?"

England reached out for Arthur so that he could find out which cell had his body "Ok Arthur which cell is your body in?"

Arthur was quick to respond to England's question as he was eager to finally get his body back after so long. "At the very fare end on the left. Be ready England when I leave you will feel very light headed."

England started to walk down the passageway getting ahead of America as he spoke. "We're looking for a cell at the end of this passageway on the left." With that the three of them made their way down the passageway as they headed for their destination, Alfred being the most eager of the three.

It didn't take them long to reach the cell that they were looking for. Alfred was the first of the three to enter the cell and not even question as to why it wasn't locked; he was soon followed in by America and England. Alfred headed straight over to the figure that he saw laying on the bed and waited for the moment that Arthur would wake back up in his body.

As soon as England entered the cell he could feel the magic cancelling ability of the bars of the cell and then it hit him the light headed feeling that almost knocked him out. He would have hit the ground if it wasn't for America catching him just in time. Once America caught England in his arms he and Alfred looked at each other and Alfred went about trying to wake up Arthur. As he went about waking up Arthur he soon noticed that something wasn't quite right, he quickly pulled back the covers and saw that what he thought was Arthur was actually a dummy.

Alfred looked back to America and England, panic clearly written on his face. "He . . . he's not here. Arthur's not here."

In another part of the Diamonds castle a pair of green eyes that hadn't been opened for nearly fifteen years opened once again and not to the surroundings that they had been expecting to when they woke up. Arthur looked at his surroundings in a panic. He had been expecting to wake back up in his cell with Alfred smiling at him but instead he was in a fancy looking room on a plush bed, matters only got worse when he noticed that his hands were tied up above his head. He tried to loosen the bonds that bound his wrists together but stopped when a voice made his blood run cold.

"Bonjour mon cher."

A/N: *slides out of tunnel* hehehehehe I hope that you weren't thinking that getting Arthur back was going to be that easy. noooo Francis has to the creepy frog that he is.

well new year, new chapter and I'm going to try and upload a new chapter every month, fingers crossed that it actually works.

this chapter is the longest one of this fic mainly due to the fact that sooo much happens in this chapter and there was a lot I wanted to put into this chapter before I got to the end of this chapter.

so Arthur has found himself in a bit of a tight situation and who knows how he's going to get out of it. well until the next chapter you are just going to have to wait.

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