~a few hundred years later; early 1600s~

The new world was getting more and more popular to travel to as a figure stepped onto a dock. He looked to be sixteen years old, with another man, around nineteen behind him.

"It's been a few months." The younger one spoke as the elder one nodded, "Of course, mon petite lapin. They would be worried." The nineteen year old spoke with a French accent, "Shut up Frog!" The sixteen year old Brit replied, "At least America chose me instead of someone like you!" He shouted back.

The two nations had recently found twin children, around the age of five, about a century ago. The elder one of the children chose the English nation while France took the other twin; Canada. "At least I still have a petit one as well Angleterre!" France replied back as shrieks could be heard.

"France! France!" One of them shouted as a small child ran and hugged France's leg. "What is wrong Canada?" France kneeled down and asked, "America was chasing me around and trying to get to go with him again!" Canada cried. His hair style was similar to France's but a dirty blonde with a curl and violet eyes.

"Seems like you have someone you need to control Angleterre." France taunted when he noticed the English nation was gone.

~meanwhile~

"America! Where are you?!" England yelled while trying to look for the other young boy. He was aware that America did things like this, but it hadn't been this bad recently; as far as he knew." When he heard a whimpering sound coming from a near by meadow as England ran towards the sound.

England didn't even notice how it was the evening, "America! We need to get home!" England cupped his hands to call the boy out. "I'm sorry Engwand!" A child's voice responded as the younger nation ran to England's leg. "I-I just wanted t-to show Canadia something!" America cried into the older nation's pant leg. "Now why would you do that?" England asked as he lifted the small child into his arms.

"Because, Canada told me that he was seeing some weird things." America responded, "And I wanted him to show me where he last saw it." He added while England carried him home. "You could have just asked Canada, and he would probably show it to you." England spoke as they got near the house. "Did you chase Canada with something?" England sighed as America gave him a look of apology. "Yeah." He whispered.

"Now why would you do that?" England asked again, trying not to sound like he was scolding America. "I chased him with this animal fur I found earlier." America answered as England sighed once more, "Haven't I told you not to chase Canada with things you found?" America nodded his head, "Then let's not do that again, alright?" England questioned.

"Yes Engwand." America whispered as England walked in the house.

~at night~

Canada whimpered; he had been having strange dreams recently, where it was a young girl standing in a forest. All he could hear was the girl singing, saying that she and someone else would be reunited again sometime to, as he noticed chains of red and blue on the girls' wrists and ankles, wearing a plain white dress with mysterious stains.

The young nation quickly ran to where England and France slept. Canada tiptoed into the room; most times he would go to France. But he had the feeling that England would know the girl. Getting closer to England's side of the bed, Canada tried to hop on as he hesitated to ask the older nation.

"E-England?" He whispered as the English nation moved, "America, is something wrong?" He asked while his sight was clearing up. "Oh Canada, it's you. What's wrong?" He asked while Canada slightly shook, "Do you want me to wake France up?" England asked again as Canada nodded 'no'. "I-I wanted to ask you something England." He whispered.

England sat there shocked, Canada never really asked him for anything until now. "What is it then?" He asked, trying to hide the fact he was interested. England could tell that Canada was nervous to ask, "Does whatever you want to ask concern you a lot?" He asked as Canada stopped shaking slightly.

"I-I've been having d-dreams of this girl in a w-white dress with chains in r-red and b-blue. And I wanted to know if you knew who I-I'm telling you." Words finally came out of Canada's mouth, "What did she look like?" England asked as Canada lead the older nation outside.

"I normally see her around here, e-even during the day." Canada whispered as he pointed to a transparent figure standing in place, "T-that's her." He whispered while walking closer to the figure. "Excuse me?" England asked to the figure, "Are you lost?" He added as the figure turned around.

She had green eyes with a tint of teal, with long blonde hair. "It can't be!" He whispered as the figure's eyes shown recognition when she saw England and Canada. Her mouth started to move, but there wasn't a single sound coming out from it. "Why are you here?" England asked as Canada tugged on his pant leg, "W-who is she?" Canada asked quietly.

England walked closer to the figure, trying to get a grasp of her as she nodded. Telling him it was okay. "This is Serena." England answered as his hand was near her. "She is my mirror image. She was created long ago, and died a few years before both France and I found you." He added while Canada stood in awe.

"How come I can see her?" Canada asked as the spirit of Serena smiled, "Perhaps she wants you to see her." England answered as he felt Serena's presence slipping away; Serena was being pulled into the ground, trying to get her originator to grab her hand. But England knew, that he couldn't save her; no matter how hard he tried.

"I'm sorry you had to see that." England whispered, he forgot that event a few years ago, but the memories came back; flashing right in front of him as England shook his head. "Let's get you back to bed, France and America wouldn't like it if both of us were tired." England whispered to Canada as the boy nodded.

~the next morning~

After what had happened during the night, England didn't dare speak of it to France. The frog didn't need to know that Serena was stuck in a purgatory-like state. But America's curiosity go to him. "Hey Engwand?" America asked as he finished his breakfast. "Yes America, what is it?" England looked down to see America's face in a confused state.

"Is what Canadia saw real?" The boy asked, with a worried look on his face. "What Canada saw was a spirit of someone I knew; a ghost whose in purgatory." England sighed, noticing that America wasn't frightened by his answer; normally he would if ghosts were mentioned.

England knew that America was concerned about Canada, but he didn't show it. Until he heard the boy's voice ask once more. "Can you make her appear for me?" England was shocked, he knew that Serena couldn't be brought back from purgatory; remembering the chains that were locked onto her. "Fine, but don't expect it to work America." England sighed as America ran out to find France and Canada, since they both left early.

"Canadia! Canadia!" America ran towards his twin, trying not to trip along the way. "What is it America?" The younger twin turned around to face America. "Engwand's gonna make what you're seeing appear!" America called as Canada gave a shocked look. "Is he really doing that?" Canada asked himself out loud as his twin dragged him back to the house.

England was busy trying to make Serena appear. "Come on. I know you can see me. I know that you're here right now." He growled as the twins ran toward the English nation. "Got it!" He exclaimed as a light appeared, making the figure he saw the night before.

"America." England whispered, "This is Serena, my mirror image." He continued as Serena gave a shocked look, "England!" She shouted, "You not only made me appear, but made me alive again as well! This isn't the time I was promised to have a second chance!"

The twins just stood there as Serena commented what England had done, "But my chains are still there." She growled, noticing the two boys as her star glowed and England's crescent moon corresponded with it. "S-sorry." Serena whispered, "I didn't mean to frightened you." As America trembled, trying not to cry.

"It's alright America, this just happened and she's shocked. It'll take some time for her to get used to this change." England conformed America as Serena gave a look of apology. "You must be the child who sees me." Serena turned to see Canada and kneeled down to him. "You were the only one; besides England and France, who can see me."

Canada just stared at the girl, 'France knew her too?' He asked himself as Serena grabbed his hand. "Yeah he does." She spoke, "And I do know what you thought, sorry about that." England carried America as he cried into the English nation's shoulder, "It's okay." Canada whispered as they went back to the house.

France looked in the door way to see another figure, shorter than England next to him. "Angleterre, who is that with you?" He asked, noticing Canada was holding her hand, "Hello France, good to see you again." Serena spoke as France gasped, "What did you do Angleterre?! You know can't bring the dead back!"

England started freaking out as he tried to explain to France what happened, "It was an accident France! Look!" Serena yelled as she let the eldest nation look at the chains on her wrists and ankles. "Mon dieu! Where did you get those chains?!" France yelled as Serena sighed, "It's the sign that I'm still dead idiot."

"Why though?" France asked, "America wanted me to show that Serena exists and that she's not part of Canada's imagination." England explained, "But I know she'll somehow be punished for it." He whispered as his own crescent moon glowed.

Something tells me something in the future will kill me a second time and tear these four apart.