Hello, everyone! It may seem that I'm writing these and posting them way too fast, but actually, it's only a lot of editing. Mostly grammar, spelling, and punctuation mistakes. That and a few changes to the plot and story. Oh well.
I don't own Hetalia. If I did, there would be WAY more Canon pairings in there.
Also, warning, this is where people turn into their 2ps. So if you don't like that idea, - Don't bother -.
Also, long ass- chapter. Sorry, but three normal chapters (1000/W each) have been combined in this one chapter. So this is going to be the longest chapter for a while. Sorry.
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While the meeting continued, no one dared go anywhere near Ibris. Only Canada, Belarus, and Russia sat next to her.
"Hey, sorry about picking a fight with you earlier." Said Belarus suddenly. Ibris smiled and nudged her slightly.
"Oh don't worry about it. You're lucky I actually didn't get too pissed off, or I would've gone 2p. And she is an evil son-of-a-bitch. She would probably try to kill you and then go on a rampage."
Turkey, who lingering within earshot overhead them talking and remarked, "Yeah, I always end up having to deal with you when you turn 2p. I know how to knock ya out."
"And leave me with a pounding headache, eh old man?" Ibris retorted.
"Well, if it stops her from going around and killing everyone, then it's something you'll have to bear with."
"G-guys, stop the fighting. We're in a meeting!" Canada said, actually speaking up for once. Ibris smiled at him and turned to glare in Turkeys direction, who was un-fazed and gave one straight back. Although slightly hard as his face was half hidden by his mask.
Suddenly, Greece went up to Ibris and flicked her on the head. The room went quiet.
"Greece, what are you doing?" Ibris asked, a warning tone in her voice. Belarus made sure to inch away, and was prepared to duck and cover.
"What does it look like?" Ibris looked up and sighed. Something triggered him out. Great.
"Oh wow, you're here. Why exactly?" Ibris was not surprised by the amount of confusion in the room. Greece's 2p had come out. He had deep brown eyes. Not teal. And he had lighter brown hair then Greece's normal dark locks.
"How did you find me out so easily?" He asked, genuinely surprised.
"Easy. You LOVE to tick me off. And you're hyper. Not to mention, the eyes are a huge tip off." Ibris pointed out.
"Well shit. That's no fun." Greece pouted.
"So what triggered you out this time?" Ibris asked, hoping to stop this in the future. Although he just shrugged.
"I was bored. And he was asleep, so I thought; Why not?" He smiled, but started to blink sleepily. "Crap, he's waking up. Bye, cherry" and with that, he dropped to the floor with an 'oof'. Greece looked around confused, wide awake now. Bright teal eyes looked up at similar teal eyes. "What happened?"
~~TimeSkip~~
The meeting went along as planned. It went smoothly as any other meeting. Everyone eventually getting acclimated to Ibris's presence at the table. Up until the meeting ended, and Prussia decided to be an a**, like always.
What happened was that Prussia got bored and started to piss everyone off. And not knowing that Ibris had a 'temper-flair', decided to pick on the newbie.
"Hey, Newbie! How strong are you? I bet you're not as strong as me, Kesesesese!"
The room went silent. Everyone's gaze was on Prussia and Ibris. Everyone noticed how the tension got thick. Even America.
'Prussia, don't. Dear god, I hope he survives'
Suddenly there was a song that was coming from Spain's phone.
'Turtle!... Turtle!... Turtle!... Dude that's a tortoise'
"Uhh I need to take this call... I will be right back!" Spain said getting up and speed walking towards the door. Everyone watched as he quickly exited the room.
"Hey Ibris!" Prussias' loud voice echoed in the silent meeting room.
"Yes? What is it Prussia?" Ibris said rubbing her temples in a hope to get rid of the up-coming headache.
"You look like something the cat dragged in! Kesesesese! Your hair is a mess!" Said Prussia, laughing his trademark obnoxious laugh, not noticing the dark evil aura surrounding Ibris.
"Care to say that again? Prussia?" Ibris said, straining out Prussia's name, making Prussia stop laughing.
"Uhhh... your hair is-" Prussia was cut short by a chair being thrown in his direction.
"Prussia. You better shut your trap, before I shut it for you." Ibris said glaring at Prussia, who was ducking under the table.
"Yah! No way!" Prussia yelled, and ran trying to find a good hiding/protective spot to take cover in.
"Ibris, please. This is a world meeting. I suggest, you rise back up to your original level of intelligence, rather than to stoop to his level of stupidity, and make yourself look a fool." Austria said, looking calm and composed, as he always is.
"Oh really now? Well, have you forgot how short my temper is? And I'll have you know; I don't like being bossed around. So go take your aristocratic ass, and go fuck yourself!" Ibris cursed at Austria. She was pissed off at the moment and Austria was not helping.
"..." Austria said nothing as he closed his eyes and took his glasses off. His appearance seemed a little more... menacing? He stood up and walked off without a word until he got to the door.
"You will regret that." He said menacingly.
"Uhh, Ibris? You just let Austria's 2p out. So, everyone? Cover your ears and don't listen to any music you hear!" Warned Hungary.
"Huh? I don't care. Music can't hurt me..." Ibris was saying was stopped dead in her tracks by a melody.
"Huh? Hey, this is a sweet tune - Ow! My head!" She sudenly complained falling to the floor. Her headache got even worse and she felt her 2p slip out. That wasn't good.
Suddenly she stood, her hair had gone red and she had loss all control of her body. She also heard a growl emmanating from deep inside her head.
'The fuck? I can't control myself. What the shit?'
This can't be good! Oh fuck. Note to self: Take Hungary's warnings about 2p Austria'
'No shit. I'm going to be used as a fucking puppet!'
(AN: Bold italics: 2p Ibris thinking. Just Italics: 1p Ibris thinking.)
~Switch POV~
Belarus, Russia, and Ukraine were walking around, having a small get together. This was a rare occerence, so they were content to just walk around, lightly chatting with one another. Belarus wasn't even making demands of marriage to Russia, she just held his coat arm lightly as they strolled. However this peaceful moment was sadly interrupted by Ibris in her 2p form.
'What?! No! Not this family! I can't hurt them! Please! Anyone but them! I have nothing against them!' Ibris thought, as her body charged towards Belarus. Belarus just dodged and evaded the attack. For once she was thankful that Belarus was a good fighter, but suddenly the body changed direction and went for Ukraine.
'I would LOVE to stop, but right now, I am being controlled like a fuck puppet. I can't do shit!'
'What?! No! Not Ukraine! Please! She hasn't done anything!' However instead of hurting Ukraine, she was stopped by Russia. But he suddenly had dark brown hair and deep red eyes.
"You will not touch a hair on my older sister. If you do, I will kill you." Russia said, his red eyes boring into her golden ones. She suddenly noticed that he had slipped into his 2p form too. This can't be good.
'Oh shit! This is bad! If we 1ps get along, that means our 2ps will most definitely hate each other!' She concluded while her body and his 2p started to fight.
'Yeah, I met him before. Neither of you probably remember, but when we met, I wasn't being controlled. We didn't get along. But I wouldn't fight him for the sake of it though.'
'Yay, you have an arch enemy. And it's one of my closest friends. Fun'
~~~Meanwhile~~~
Prussia went to Norway, grabbed his wrist and dragged him to England.
"Ok, you two know magic right?" He asked them both, England nodded while Norway just plainly stated;
"I can only summon things. That's all I know." He said intending to walk away, when he was stopped by Prussia again.
"Kesesese! That could be very helpful! What about you England?" Prussia asked looking over to England who had his arms crossed.
"My magic isn't very strong. I need certain ingredients and my spell book to cast a proper spell, but I can see things." England told him looking around.
"Ahh, that will help very much! Kesesese! Now we need to stop Austria's 2p. He's out of control! This is the second time I've seen him like this. Last time he was able to control himself, I got him a bit too annoyed while we were fighting. And he turned 2p and kinda freaked me out. But he was able to control himself. Mostly anyway. Now he's out of control and we gotta stop him. Fast!" Prussia explained dragging a protesting Norway and a grumpy England.
"Yes, yes, I understand. I will help you if I must. Now let go of my arm!" England said trying to free said appendage.
"Hm? Oh sure. Sorry." Prussia said letting go of England's arm. "And what about you Norway?"
"Fine. If I have to, I'll help. So let go of my arm. You'll leave bruises!" Norway said giving in, knowing he wouldn't be able to get free of the fallen nation.
"Kesesese! I knew you would come around!" He said, letting go of Norway while said nation just rubbed his arm and starting walking along with the two, only to feel a tug on his sleeve.
"Hey Norway...Austria's 2p form is really strong with his music instruments. He can also bring out and control your 2p. So here are some earplugs for you, England, and Prussia. So, just keep yourself safe, ok?" Said Iceland looking away to hide his face going red with embarrassment.
"Iceland. Don't worry, I might be old, but I still have the viking in me. I'll be ok. I won't die. I'm a nation. And you still haven't called me big brother yet." He said smirking.
"Like that will ever happen." Mumbled Iceland. "But just stay safe. I don't want you coming back bruised and broken." Iceland said storming off, leaving a slightly smiling Norway and a confused Prussia and England.
"Well, shall we go?" Norway said walking off, after handing Prussia and England their earplugs.
"Hey wait up! Don't leave without your partners!" Prussia yelled dragging England along with him.
"You're not my 'partners'. I'm only helping you." He said bluntly as he walked towards the room where Austria was very likely to be. He blocked his ears and tried to direct his attention to something else and not the music. England and Prussia did the same.
At the room it was obvious that Austria was inside. Norway kicked the doors open. He summoned a troll ghost, and made it attack Austria's 2p form. However it only went so far then faded.
"W-what? How is that possible?! Why isn't it getting to you?!" Norway asked looking bewildered. His troll ghost can go miles, but it only went a mere 100 yards.
When they were all in the room, they went to get closer to Austria but found themselves stuck to the floor. There were invisible chains wrapping themselves around the trio.
"NORWAY! WHAT DID YOU DO!?" Prussia exclaimed looked confused and annoyed.
"It isn't me. I can only summon ghosts! Mainly folklore, but still. I can't summon invisible chains!" Norway yelled back, struggling to get free. Even though it was no use.
"ENGLAND! WHY DID YOU DO THIS?!" Prussia yelled at England, who was not even bothering to try and get free. He knew it would be useless anyway. And he had two people in mind of who could or would do this.
"It wasn't me you imbecile. Remember, I can't summon things like this. I can only see things. Or cast spells or make potions with a spell book and a wand or a special type of drawing." England said calmly. "And besides there is no use in trying to get out. These are magic chains here. Not regular chains so you can't break them." He added not even moving. Norway and Prussia gave up and stopped moving.
"So who is behind this? Romania? But he wasn't even at the meeting. He called and said he couldn't make it because he had something to do. And if it's not you two then who else?" Prussia asked, looking towards England.
"I know of one other person who could do this. But I'm not exactly sure." England said, having a look of debate on his face.
"If you would like to know" Came a voice from inside the room. It was Austria's counterpart. "You should look to your right." He said calmly and smiled a sadistic smile. As they did they got the shock of their life. Well Norway and Prussia at least. England had already decuced who it might be.
It was Ibris's counterpart.
"Hey Ibris? Why in the world are you here? And since when could you use magic?" Norway asked, his face looking stony with a blank expression but his eyes and voice said otherwise. He was confused as hell.
"..." Ibris didn't say anything. She couldn't, even if she wanted to. Although, England noticed that she looked different. Instead of platinum hair, she had red hair. And instead of her pretty teal eyes, that he had to admit were pretty, they were now a shining golden color much like Italy's eyes, when he opened them.
"Hey, you guys? I think this is Ibris's 2p. We should try not to anger her..." Prussia said, remembering that Austria brought out the 2p in nations. He shivered, which slightly rattled the invisible chains.
England knew better than the other two. He relaxed, he felt his 2p trying to get free but he cooled him. He didn't want him coming out so soon! That would freak everyone else out, not to mention put everyone in danger of food poisoning. And knowing his 2p, he wouldn't give his control back so easily. Although he had to ask, why were all the 2ps coming out so easily? He really needed to find an answer, but that could wait until later.
England looked over to Ibris. He knew what she was playing at. And he would just play along. 'Poor souls.' England mused, and smiled. He knew his 2p was getting the better of him, but he couldn't give a damn at that point of time.
"Hey, England. Why are you smiling? And how are you so calm? Maybe, I should get Ibris to rough you up a bit?" Austria's voice echoed throughout the room. England just smirked.
"Oh? You think I should be scared of Ibris's counterpart? Haha, I'm insulted. Her 2p, for reasons that even I don't understand, seems to love me. Isn't that right, dear Poppet?" England said, trying to shut up the knowingly smirking 2p's voice inside of him and keep his cool.
"Oh really now?" Austria asked, smirking "Well we'll see about that..." He said turning to his piano and playing a few tunes. Ibris walked over to England, while England, instead of freaking out, stayed calm and collected, even smiling.
"Hello Ibris. It's been a while huh?" He said, smiling up at the slightly taller nation. Ibris didn't say anything but raise her sword. And swung down, missing England but hitting the chains instead. She looked over to England.
"Letting you live is my repayment, for what you did back then. Just don't look down on me." Ibris's counterpart said, a smile curling up at the sides of her mouth. Her voice was much more smooth than Ibris' normal voice.
"..." The whole room was shocked. Well everyone but Ibris and England.
"Um, England? You know Ibris? And her counterpart?" Prussia asked, looking more confused than scared.
"Why yes I do. I helped her, when she was starting out. My empire fell, but I was still a powerful nation but a slightly smaller one than I am now. I was on a journey, just adventuring the world. When I came across Ibris, a smaller island nation. She was in need of help, very badly. So I helped her and I also taught her magic. Not only that, I taught her to control her counterpart, it was hard work, but worth it, yes?" England said, his voice more chipper.
'Fucking hell oliver! Stop coming out you twat!' England heard a giggle before listening to Ibris.
"Talk to her after. Say hello to Ollie for me!" Ibris said, before her hair turned normal platinum, and her golden eyes turned into the teal it should be. She then turned around to Austria.
"Oh yes I forgot. Austria? You need to tune up your piano. It's off tune~ And since it's like that, you can't control me properly~" Ibris said, as she cut the chains around Norway and Prussia. Austria was fuming.
"Austria, please, come back. Don't let him control you! Please! I don't like you like this! No one does! As much of an aristocratic you are, I like that Austria better! You're stronger than him, I know it!" Prussia walked up to Austria trying to persuade the original Austria back. In the end he just hugged him.
"Oh fine. I'll give him back to you. Just stop hurting him. He is trying to to break you know? I don't think he could take anymore. Oh, and give him some cake." The 2p said, putting on a pair of glasses, and then fainting. Luckily Prussia was able to catch him just in time.
"Well, I say we should we go back" Norway said, stretching. Everyone nodded and Norway sighed. He was tired. The chains had taken his energy away. Well, he just hoped Denmark and the others didn't bother him when he got back. Oh who was he kidding? He wanted them to bother him. It would be lonely and quiet without them.
While Norway was in his little world, and England and Ibris were catching up a bit. Prussia was lagging a little behind because he was carrying Austria. But he didn't mind though. Not one bit...
Although, he does wonder. What did he mean by 'I don't think he could take it'? Does he know something that he doesn't? Oh well, he'll find out soon enough. One way or another. He also hoped his 2p never showed it's face. Cause he is freakishly creepy.
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So... much...editing.
And I apologise to CrazySquidGirl. She offered to beta my stories, and she's going to beta this. DX I'm sorry!
Hope you enjoyed, I hopefully made her life easier by editing it myself, even though I'm useless at it.
By the way, next chapter will be a shorter chapter than normal because I'm only describing what Ibris looks like, and her Bio.
~Playgirlkitty~
