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3rd Person POV:

It was time for another World Conference. Three days before the funeral. It was as usual, except the happy aura of the room from decades before. They were all getting settled down into their original spots, every time the meeting would begin, they waited 15 minutes in silence before starting. England then remembered something very important.

"Oh my god…" He said quietly while standing.

"What is it Angleterre?" France asked worriedly.

"Countries can't die unless their actual country falls…"

"Vait, so does zhat mean Amérique is still alive?"

England sat down shakily and clutched his head. He had strange visions… No; memories. His green eyes were unfocused until he snapped out of his trance, looking under the table for something of use in this new situation. He stood up with faint wounds and pictures clutched in his hand.

"America is not dead. I remember. He didn't die in the war, because countries CAN'T DIE in war… He is in a different realm… Wait… Where's Oliver?" England asked to nobody in particular.

"Oliver? Ve~ who's that?" Italy asked.

"My counterpart…" He said walking around the room and handing out the original pictures.

"GERMANY! HELP-A ME! MY COUNTERPART IS-A SCARRY!"

The included countries watched the visions of what happened. Many of the weaker nations were crying and others had tears glistening in their eyes.

"Zis is not good. Vhe must go and save America and his 2p from death as soon as possible." Germany said, standing up abruptly with a sobbing Italian on his arm.

"Right then. The nations who had the flashback will come with me, the rest of you are to stay here, and after all, it looks as if every 1p that comes with u, their 2p joins in." England said while looking at the other countries who had no clue what was going on.

"Zhe AWESOME me will stay here to keep everyone calm."

"Mein got."

"Right… Then let's go before it's too late."

They left the meeting room and went to Big Ben. (They are in England for the meeting) They gathered at the top and a red and yellow portal appeared. The edges were mist-like and they all ran in at the same time. None of them knowing what awaited them on the other side.

"BLOODY HELL-"

Stay tuned next time for the next horrible plot-twist and cliffhanger I leaf you with! XD See ya!

-HetaliaRules111