Butlers and Nations
by RavenExpert
A Hetalia and Kuroshitsuji crossover.
Chapter 16: Changing Sides
Be careful of possible bloody scenes.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own both Hetalia or Kuroshitsuji. Every rights go to their respectful owners.
NOTE BEFORE READING: My writing style might slightly differ from the other chapters. It became pretty dramatic from now on, and I might exaggerate the story. If that's okay with you, happy reading and reviewing!
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"Mr. England is... well..." Japan couldn't find the best word to explain it to Ciel.
Ciel looked at the bloodstained ground. He looked as if he wanted to vomit. His face grew pale. Then, he cleared his throat before stating his point.
"Uhh... Well, you can tell the details later..."
Before he knew it, Sebastian had arrived. "Young Master, the doctor is waiting at the inn."
Japan showed a rather shocked face. He didn't expect Sebastian to be this quick.
"Wait a second. Did you get the right inn? I haven't told you which inn I'm staying at."
"Oh, there's no need to. Thanks to the clue, a small inn, I managed to find it."
"How did you find it!?"
"I simply asked each of the small inn in this town and other towns. That's all there's to it."
Japan was speechless. He didn't know exactly what happened. He sighed for a moment to regain his composure.
"Well, anyway. Let's bring America to the doctor! We have no time to waste!"
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"So, Japan. Care to explain in details?" Ciel demanded an explanation.
"Alright. But I can only tell what I saw. I'm afraid we'll have to ask America for the full story."
Japan took a deep breath before telling everything he saw. England's apparent betrayal, the two countries' battle, the fake Japan's interference, etc.
After hearing all that explanation, Ciel started to think.
The black haired nation tried to explain as good as he could, since he couldn't really grasp of what happened either.
"So, in other words, now England isn't with us. But that doppelganger took him and escaped, right?"
"That's right. I'm not strong enough to stop him..."
Ciel sighed a bit, and he scratched his head.
"Well, it's not like you can't... Anyone would be left dumbfounded in that situation too..."
Silence were brewing in the air. The tension was pretty high. The team couldn't really decide what to do.
Not long after that awkward atmosphere continued, America started to grunt.
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"Ugh...uh..."
"Mr. America!"
"Japan...? This is..."
"We're in the inn. Are you okay?"
"Somehow..."
America sat down on the bed, looked at his wounds, which was bandaged.
"Ah! You shouldn't move so suddenly. Your wounds will open again!"
"Nah, it's fine... A hero won't go down just because of this crappy wound..."
"Yeah... a "hero" huh? Anyway, enough of this chat. America, I want to hear everything that happened." Ciel demanded America's explanation quite harsh.
America chuckled. It was unusual to see him chuckling rather than his usual laugh. For a second there, Japan found America's laugh was rather... different. It sounded sad, but at the same time, it also sounded rather... evil.
"I guess so... Alright, I'll tell everything."
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America told everything that happened between him and England in London. Starting from their stupid race, the grand altar, the magic circle... Everything, including their bloody battle.
"So, the so-called Queen's envoy turned his back too?" Ciel smiled evilly as he said that.
"I don't think so, Mr. Ciel. I believe that's only in the front."
"But, Japan. Do you have any proof that England hasn't betrayed us yet?"
"He won't!" America suddenly shouted until the range of his voice.
The people in that room turned at America, who was sweating for a second. They showed a confused and shocked face. What's wrong with America?
"Oh, uh... I mean... England won't betray us. I believe in that. In fact, if anyone were to betray us, then it should've been me in the first place..." America said in a rather soft voice.
Ciel raised one of his eyebrows. "What do you mean by "it should've been me"?"
America looked at Ciel nervously. He didn't mean to say something like that.
"No no. Forget about that. Anyway, I believe England didn't betray us. In fact, when we were fighting, he told me, 'This is not me... Please, America you have to get out of here.' So, I believe that he's still the same England."
Ciel started to think again. If what America said is true, then maybe England is possessed by someone else.
Then, after thinking for a while, Ciel realized something.
"Hey. By any chance, is the altar still there?"
"Hmm? It should be. I mean, a grand altar like that won't go anywhere easily."
"You sound as if you know everything."
"Hahaha! I have an intel about this!"
Ciel sighed. Japan interrupted the silence.
"Then, why don't we go to that altar? That's our only lead right now."
"Sounds like a plan."
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Ciel and Sebastian left the room, while America and Japan were still inside.
"Mr. America, why don't you tell us the direction for the altar? We'll go by ourselves, so you can rest."
"Nah, I'm fine. A hero like me won't be stopped by this mere wound!"
"That's not a mere wound. You need to consider your health."
Before the conversation continued, America held his forehead for a moment. He was sweating.
Seeing this, Japan quickly realized that this situation is similar with England before he got possessed. Oh no! Could it be Mr. America is going to be possessed as well!?
"Mr. America! Please stay well!"
"Wh-what are you talking about, Japan? I'm fine. Don't worry."
Then, America leaped from the bed, trying to show Japan that he's fine.
"Let's go! I'll take you all to that altar!"
America ran outside, as Japan just sighed.
I guess I shouldn't be worrying too much... But if Mr. America is going to be possessed as well...
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America showed the team the direction to the altar. Ciel also showed a confused look on his face, when he saw the wooden building.
"What's this building? I've never seen it before."
"That British dude said the same thing too back then."
They stopped chit-chatting and opened the wooden gate.
When tomorrow comes, the street will be full of people. They didn't want to include civilians in this incident, so they decided to continue this operation.
As expected, the grand altar is still standing. The look on Sebastian's face changed a bit. Ciel noticed it.
"What's wrong, Sebastian?"
"Hm... This is weird. I can feel a giant number of souls in here."
"Could they be coming from that altar?"
"It is certainly a possibility, Young Master."
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They continued on to the altar, and examined it carefully.
However, they couldn't find anything useful about it. No matter how many times they examined it, it's just a regular altar.
But, the souls' presence hadn't gone yet. Sebastian felt that. He was pretty sure that the presence came from the altar. However, the altar couldn't be opened.
So, he assumed one thing: The presence IS the altar itself.
He told his assumption to Ciel, and the Earl was pretty surprised about that.
Who would think that the altar itself provide the presence of human souls? Could the souls be crystallized or something like that? That's clearly impossible.
They were still examining, while an unanimous presence came. Then, an unpleasing aura came into the building.
After that, they heard a door sound. They quickly looked back, and saw someone they knew well.
"Hmm~? It's you guys~" he said in a playful tone.
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"Russia!?" Ciel was rather shocked to see the traitor in front of their eyes.
"Mr. Russia. What are you planning?" Japan readied his katana, preparing for battle.
"Come now, Japan~ It's not like I've done anything that gives you all disadvantages~"
Japan lowered his katana. What Russia said has a point. All he did was becoming a demon. That's about all. He hasn't done anything bad to the team. In fact, he even gave them a great information about the countries' existence. What more could they ask?
Russia looked around the room.
"Hmm? England isn't here?"
"Why are you looking for him?"
"I'm just curious, is all. Ufu~"
Japan is still doubting Russia. Well, that's a given. Russia had always put up a happy, smiley face whenever he sees fit. A guy like that is most likely dangerous.
"So, did something happened to him?"
"It's not for you to know."
"Hmm, okay then."
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Not long after that conversation, a black wind suddenly appeared, gathering in one spot. The team didn't really understand what happened.
After the wind had subsided, it revealed Jack and the fake Japan in it's place.
The team quickly prepared their battle stance. Seeing Russia too, prepared his battle stance, Japan realized that Russia might have a different objective.
"Oh, we have lively guests here." Jack greeted the team rather cynically.
"What are you doing here?" Japan asked Jack without any hold.
"Just a small business. I won't need you all, so stay dead."
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The fake Japan suddenly dashed forward, ready to slash with his katana. With his fast reflexes, the real Japan quickly blocked the attack.
As Jack walked towards the altar, Ciel quickly gave Sebastian an order. "Sebastian! Go and fight!"
"Yes, my lord!"
Sebastian quickly appeared in front of Jack in a blink of an eye. The two intercepted in a demonic battle.
In the midst of those battles, America started to talk.
"Aw, c'mon! A hero should fight first! I won't let anyone take my spotlight!"
Russia grew a purple aura around him and he wore his usual evil grin.
"Ufufu~ Maybe I should go too... kolkolkolkol..."
Even while he was fighting with Sebastian, he could hear what the other people said. He was doing a matrix evading style when he heard the two people talking.
"Hmm~? You want an adversary? Well then, a little help here?"
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After Jack said that, the wooden gate suddenly opened. The team looked at the direction. Someone came in from that door, and as expected, the one who came in is also the one the team knew very well.
"You little wanker... Next time let me go in first too."
It was England.
It was no mistaking it.
It's definitely him.
"England!?"
America was the first to be shocked about this.
England only turned away from him, showing a bitter expression. He gritted his teeth.
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Let's go back hours ago... moments after England was taken by the fake Japan after the fight with America.
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"Uh... Ugh..."
England was grunting.
He was in a small bedroom, with only a bed, a dresser, and a table. The room was well-lit.
He tried to sit down on the bed. He realized that his wounds were bandaged, and were in a healing process.
"What? Where am I? I remember that..."
England clutched his head slowly.
...Huh? I can't remember... What was I doing? I only remember bloodstained floor... What happened...?
When England was still confused, someone came in to the room.
The person is the fake Japan.
England quickly looked for his sword, wanting to defend himself.
However, the doppelganger didn't seem to show any will to fight. England felt half confused about this.
The doppelganger gave a body gesture using his head. He probably meant, "Follow me."
Of course, England wasn't stupid enough to just follow that blindly. But, no matter how he thought hard about it, it seemed he needed more clues, since he couldn't remember what happened. Nevertheless, he decided to follow.
The demon brought him to Jack, who were looking at the almost-dark sky. He turned to England, when the doppelganger arrived.
"Oh, you're here already?"
"Care to explain what happened?"
Jack walked towards England. As he approached, the latter prepared his battle stance.
"Whoa there. I'm not here to fight."
"Then what?"
"You think you can go back after hurting your own ally?"
"My own ally?"
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At that short moment, a foggy vision suddenly came to England's mind.
He blinked, and held his forehead. For a second there, he could see America was lying in front of him, bleeding and wounded.
"...Are you the one who...?" England was sweating.
"Half-right."
Then, England got another vision again. This time, he got a much clearer picture.
What he saw, was himself, looking at America with cold eyes, and a bloodstained sword.
Seeing this vision, England's memories about that battle were recovered.
He widened his eyes, and fell to his knees, as he saw his hands.
"Do you get it now? Well, half of it is my doing, though."
"What did you do!?"
"Remember that altar from before? I even needed a lot of human souls just to make it. It allows me to do a "Link" directly to your mind."
"Link?"
"Yup. It allows me to control your mind and body for a while. Since this is your first Link, I had a hard time to adjust the consciousness. The Link is not strong yet, so I'm still not able to fully control you. Consider yourself lucky."
"Dammit, you wanker! I won't let that happen!" England pointed his sword towards Jack.
"Try it. If you do, I don't think I can guarantee you and your former comrades' safety."
England was flustered and shocked.
"Listen here. Cooperate with me, and I'll make sure that your homeland along with your comrades to stay alive."
"How in the bloody hell can I believe any word of that!?"
"A nation will die when his or her homeland fall. You do know what that means, right?"
Hearing this, England wondered why Jack knew about his identity. However, what he said is true. He gritted his teeth. "...Dammit..."
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"England!"
The latter looked away from America. He couldn't look at America in the eyes, since he was the one who almost brought him to death.
"You do know what to do, right?" Jack told England even while fighting with Sebastian.
"You don't have to tell me twice."
England took out his sword from the sheath. Before he used it, he stretched his left arm to his front, and suddenly, a magic circle appeared from his hand.
"That's... England's black magic!" America was quite in a shock.
Thunders came out from the magic circle, and quickly attacked America and Russia.
Russia, with his fast response, quickly took America, and ran to evade the attack.
They landed well, and Russia let America go.
"Hmm~ England, you have been very bad~ Ufu~" Purple aura came out from Russia. "Kolkolkolkol..."
America looked at England with concerned eyes. Not long after he looked, he realized that England was somehow sad, and his expression looked painful.
America stood up, then he took his handguns.
"England... I swore to free you, and I will! It is always a hero's job to save anyone in pain and sadness!"
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Author's Note:
Okay, I'm getting pumped. Chapter 16 done. I actually planned to be a longer chapter, but I decided to split them, so the readers won't get tired of reading it. Hope I write this well, and you all, please enjoy it!
Something is wrong with America? Yup. Definitely. But, that will be answered in later chapters. And I can assure you that Butlers and Nations is closing in on the ending. Thanks and happy reading!