Here's the next chapter. This one will be quite interesting. I kinda got the idea from the Spongebob episode where Squidward gets frozen, ending up in the future, then tries to go back in time to the past. Eventually, Squidward gets trapped into some sort of dimension that's ripped between time and space... I think. Anyways, I think you get the idea. Review please!
Normal Jared's POV
Moaning, I woke up on bleach white floor, sky and walls, if there were any. Everything was just white. I felt pain on my back and the back of my head. I rubbed it a little, glancing at my surroundings. Besides the whiteness everywhere, there were people around me lying on the ground as if having fallen there.
There were two young teenage female twins, or were they young adults? I can't tell. All I know is that they look alike, same brown curly hair, glasses, and such. They did wear different clothing though. One of the twins had a green jacket over a black shirt, a pair of green pants, and black gloves and boots. The other twin wore a pair of jeans, a tan shirt with "The Answer is No" on the front, and a pair of tennis shoes.
There was a skeleton wearing a black cloak, while holding a scythe. There was another guy in a tan suit and dress pants, black dress shoes, black gloves, glasses, and wearing some dark jacket with a 50 on the back. There was a guy with lighter blond hair, wearing a green suit, green dress pants and black boots. There was a light brown-haired girl in a navy blue silky robe with a short skirt, purple tights, black boots, and black gloves, holding some sort of blue wand with a dark red orb at the end of it. Next to the girl with the wand, was some dark-skinned guy with weird spiky hair, wearing some weird white skirt and sandals. The last person was a rather large and muscular guy with white hair, despite how young he looked on the face, wearing white winter clothes and a scarf.
I don't know who any of these people are. In fact, I don't even know who I am. Who am I? I glanced at the weapon I was holding, which looked like some large stick thingy with a blade at the end of it in the shape like a hook. I guess I must be some sort of warrior or something. Why else would I be having this thing?
One of the twin girls with the green jacket woke up. She looked around, seemingly as confused as me, then staring at the weapon she was carrying, which I only noticed now. It looks like some sort of golden scepter with an eye at the end of it. She took the cap, located on the bottom, off, then a huge blade instantly came out, making the weapon look like a katana. This made this girl and I jump a bit.
"Who are you?" I asked. She looked at me, very confused.
"I... don't know... do you know who you are?" She asked me. I shook my head. She looked at the weapon she was holding. She then, crawled to the guy with the crazy hair, shaking him awake.
The short guy with the crazy hair woke up, then sat up, staring into space.
"Can you tell me how to work this thing?" The green jacket twin girl asked, though the crazy-haired guy just stood still, not moving a muscle. Guess he's not much help. The green jacket twin girl crawled to the girl with the wand, shaking her awake. "Hey."
"Mmmh, I want my prince charming," the girl with the wand and navy blue robe moaned. Guess she's not much help either.
The twin girl with the green jacket accidentally kicked her twin, who responded, "ow!" She rubbed her head, then looked at her twin confused. "Who are you?"
"I don't know. I guess we all don't remember," the green jacket twin replied.
"Strange."
It was now that I noticed that the skeleton guy was awake, staring at his scythe, and messing around with it. He didn't know who he was either. Neither of us did. I didn't know why, and this was starting to make me nervous. I mean I'm glad I'm not the only one, who doesn't know who I am, but I REALLY want to know!
"Well, who should we call ourselves?" The girl with the green jacket asked.
"I don't know," I replied, then stared at the sleeping girl with the wand. "I guess we can call her Sleepy." I stared at the guy with the crazy hair, staring into oblivion. "Him Stare." Just then, the twin girl with the jeans and shirt was pushed back by some sort of invisible force, landing hardly on the ground. My eyes widened. "We can call her Blow Out. By the way, how'd you do that?"
"I... don't know," Blow Out replied.
I stared at the skeleton guy with the black cloak, who was looking at my direction. I said, "we can call him Creepy."
"What about you?" The girl with the green jacket asked.
"I... don't know... Thing?" I shrugged.
"Me?"
"Uh... Thing 2?"
"How about we call you Thing 1, and I will be called Thing 2."
"Sure... okay."
"Oh bloody ****," I heard the blond guy with the green suit mutter, sitting up on his knees, then glaring. "How the **** did I get back here!?" He then kicked the guy with the cool brown jacket, making him roll over. "Wake up, you tosser!"
"Owie! That hurt, Britain!" The guy with the brown jacket whined, rubbing his back, where he was kicked.
"Oh good, we must be in new universe. It looks lovely," the guy with white winter clothes replied with some sort of baby smile.
"Hey, might you guys know who you are?" I asked.
"Why yes, aren't you that Jared kid? Do you not remember?" The guy with the green suit replied, which I just realized has a really weird voice.
"Non of us do," Blow Out said.
"Okay dude, this is a joke right? How can you not remember?" The guy with the brown jacket asked.
"We need to know where we are, da?" The guy with the white winter coats said.
"Russia, where the bloody **** did you come from!?" The guy with the green suit replied, freaking out.
"You used your magic to bring me here. Da?"
"Wait, you have magic? Can you pull a rabbit out of a hat?" I asked happily. I've always wanted to see a rabbit being pulled out of a hat, at least since now.
"Yes and no. If you must know, I'm England," England replied. He pointed to America. "This is my annoying little brother America, and..." He shuttered, when glancing at the guy with the white winter clothes for some reason. "Russia."
"Nice to meet you, now will you PLEASE pull a rabbit out of a hat?" I asked England.
"No, though I do have to wonder why nobody remembers who they are, except Russia, America and me. I wonder if being countries has something to do with it, if maybe we entered in some sort of dimension that makes people have amnesia," England wondered rubbing his chin.
"What's a country?" I asked. Seriously, what is a country? Is it some type of human? Wait, what is a human?
"What I wanna know is how to use this thing?" Thing 2 said, showing the golden rod that was now a katana
"Well, who taught you how to use it?" I asked. Thing 2 just looked at the golden rod oddly. For a second, everything was quiet, and I could hear chirping in the background for some reason. I looked at England. "Now, will you pull a rabbit out of a hat or not?"
"For the last time, no! Now, will you please not ask me that?" England asked, looking annoyed.
"No."
"Britain, there's shadows everywhere!" America whined, then ran to England, holding him tightly in fright. England responded by pushing his frightened brother off of him.
"Sod off!" England shouted, glancing at the shadows that were among us.
"Russia, save me!" America cried, hiding behind Russia like a shield, who stood there with his baby smile.
"America will have Russia's back, da?" Russia said.
England's POV
The shadows were among us, while America was cowering behind Russia. I swear, the bloke can be such a child! But, as I was saying, I was trying to figure out some sort of spell, or figure out what these things were. Luckily, I have my spell book with me, which I carry on my person at all times. You never know when you will need it to grant wishes or fight evil demons.
"There! You can make objects appear! Now, use that to pull a rabbit out of a hat!" Normal Jared pleaded. Oh my gosh, this kid really is American! He acts like him!
"NO! Besides, that type of thing is only used by performing magicians. I actually practice the dark arts or grant wishes," I said.
"Then, I wish for you to pull a rabbit out of a hat!"
"Is that normal?" Psychic Emily asked, pointing to the gathering of those shadows, which turned into some black tidal wave. Oh dear. Why me!?
"EVERYBODY RUN!" I practically screamed, dashing off with my spell book in one hand.
"What about them!?" Normal Emily asked, pointing to Atem, who was sitting and staring into space, and Princess Aurora, who was sleeping like her name.
It was only a few seconds after she said that before the wave collided with all of us. Luckily, I had been able to get out my wand, and bring out my old ship to sail on. I was already on my ship Britannia by the time the black water came under us. I was panting, dashing to my Quarters to get out my old pirate outfit. **** I missed this. Oh, bloody ***, that ***** censoring is still here!? Oh, that's just perfect!"
I sailed the black sea, searching for the others. How long has it been, since I sailed the seas in this outfit? I think it was the Glorious Revolution when I stopped. I only became a pirate to be free from the abuse of my brothers and bosses. The Glorious Revolution stopped all that... at least for anyone part of United Kingdom of Great Britain and North Ireland.
"Hey!" I heard someone cry. I was able to catch Normal Jared swimming in the sea next to Atem, who was sitting cross-legged, floating on top of the black water, while staring into space. Princess Aurora was sleeping right on top of him, muttering something about her prince or something. How they were able to do that is beyond my understanding.
I picked the three of them up, and placed them on the ship. I folded my arms, smirking, "you should be lucky that one of your companions happens to be a former pirate!" I tilted my hat as Normal Jared stared at me confounded.
"I thought you some sort of wizard," Normal Jared said.
"Actually, I'm a British Officer, a gentleman, a former pirate, an angel, AND can perform dark magic."
"You. are. AWESOME!"
"Why thank you, my dear boy," I replied, walking to the wheel to steer the boat.
"Now, will you pull a rabbit out of a hat? I want to see you pull a rabbit out of a hat!"
"I said NO!"
"Why won't you pull a rabbit out of a hat?"
"B-Because magic is complicated. Some forms of magic are stronger or weaker than others. I would have to turn into Britannia Angel in order to perform such magic!" I shouted. I kinda lied. It would be harder, if I had to pull out a random rabbit, but I do know a few rabbits, including Flying Mint Bunny. Though, he probably wouldn't see Flying Mint Bunny, especially if he's anything like America, who is impure. Stupid Salem Witch Trial.
"Then, how did you get this ship to appear then?" Normal Jared asked, folding his arms.
"I uh... just as I said. I turned into Britannia," I lied, sweating.
"Okay, then do it again."
"No!" I cried, then noticed America swimming toward my ship. It's a good thing he has the marines. "America!" I ran to the edge of the ship, then helped pull him up. Russia was behind him.
"You'd be surprised how long I swam in that. I was afraid you drowned or something, and needed the hero to sa-" America said before I bonked him over the head with the palm of my hand.
"Save it, ***," I cut him off.
"We should find others, da?" Russia said.
"Right. We should get going," I agreed. I can't believe I'm actually agreeing with Russia. America has the excuse of having been friends with the bloody oaf at one point!
"Say, I haven't seen you in that getup, since I was a colony," America said cheerfully.
"Well... it was a matter of time before I placed this old thing back on again. I miss the good ol' days," I said, smiling slightly at the memories.
"Hey look, there's that Grim Reaper dude!" America cried out, pointing to Grim Reaper Jared, who was floating above the water. We pulled him up, then searched for everyone else, pulling them up. The two Emily's weren't decent swimmers, but it did seem like they knew somewhat how to swim. I was able to pull each of them up to my ship.
"Say, those two are still out?" America asked, kneeling down to Atem, who was still sitting in the same position. America poked him on the cheek. "Why isn't he doing anything?"
"How the bloody **** should I know? I don't watch anime like you and Japan!"
"Hm... well, he did have his memories wiped once, but he kept murdering people with his creepy dark magic, after his soul was sealed and trapped inside a tomb for 3000 years."
"Wait, he was trapped inside a Pharaoh's tomb for 3000 YEARS!?" I asked in deep shock.
"Yep, that's part of the series."
"Sweet Mary and Joseph! The poor lad. I was wondering why he's acting like this. I could understand Princess Aurora, but this means this lad must've stayed there for so long that he eventually gone mad, and turned into a man-slaughtering vegetable," I said, then pulled out my spell book.
"Are you seriously bringing out that prop?"
"Sod off! According to my spell book, under Different Worlds or Universes, this is the World of the Forgotten. That's why we're not seeing anything, and why our friends no longer remember who they are. We do, because the only way for us to forget is for our history to be erased, like what happened with Holy Rome. Though, our history in our home universe still holds our history."
"How does that explain why Atem is a doll now?" Normal Emily asked. "If he wasn't like that before, that is?"
"While your memories have been erased, you still have your basic memories like speech, walking, eating, among other things. This world has only taken away some of your Temporal Lobe, which is responsible for memory, among other things. Being that this Atem fellow has suffered a disorder in that area part of the brain, he's suffering worse from this world than all of us put together," I said. It did seem that way, from what I could tell.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAnd I didn't understand a word you just said," Normal Jared said. "Will you pull a rabbit out of a ha-"
"Actually, he's right. Your theory kinda... doesn't uh... match up, but I can't put my finger on it," Normal Emily mentioned, looking down all of a sudden, then walking in circles, while making weird facial expressions. I don't know why she's doing that though, seems quite odd. "It's like there's some sort of important part of myself that would make me just as bad, or close to it, as Stare."
Suddenly, I noticed something afar. I ran to the bow of the ship, looking through my telescope. Indeed, it was white land. I smiled.
"LAND HOE!" I cried out.
"Yes! Now, will you pull a rabbit out of a hat?" Normal Jared asked me. I sighed, deciding to ignore the bloke. I hope we finally get his memories back before he turns out to be harder to handle than America.
America's POV
All of us got off the ship, which England probably used his hocus pocus to make it appear, and onto the white landmass. As the hero, I decided to search the place for anything we can use. It was going to be tough, since this place is practically made out of nothing. It's like that episode of Spongebob Squarepants where Squidward is trying to go from the future to his timeline, then ends up being stuck in some sort of universe beyond space and time where everything is white. Though, it didn't have scary shadow creatures, or black water.
While Normal Jared was annoying Britain, something about pulling a rabbit out of a hat, I happen to come across a cellar. Okay, Britain's going to be excited about this! I pulled a couple of this stuff out of the cellar, then blew a loud whistle with my thumb and index finger. Everyone turned to me.
"Look what I found!" I grinned, showing what I found, which were bottles of vodka.
"BRILLIANT, AMERICA!" Britain cried in excitement.
We collected the vodka from the cellar, then made a campfire with it, using Britain's hocus pocus to light it. Russia did get himself a bottle though. At least we could sit down and get warm and cozy. Well... most of us anyways. I'm not sure how long Britain can last with Normal Jared.
"Are you going to pull a rabbit out of a hat or not!? I'm not going to stop asking until you pull a rabbit out of a hat!" Normal Jared said.
"What I'm wondering is why you're not using it to send us out of here?" I asked, folding my arms.
"Oh, now you want to leave here?" Britain smirked.
"This place is BORING! There's no bad guy we have to fight, a damsel we have to save, or psycho man-murdering communist women trying to kill us."
"This is the real world, America! You can't just save the world or universe you appear in! Also, psycho man-murdering communist women? It sounds like a bad Nicolas Cage horror film gone horribly wrong."
"HEY! Wickerman was awesome!"
"I like one with bees," Russia said, showing his usual smile.
"What's Wickerman?" Normal Jared asked. "And what's Nicolas Cage... and film... and psycho man-murdering communist women?"
"Oh look, water is growing," Russia said, pointing to the ocean of black water, which was now turning into some sort of black geyser.
"Bollocks," Britain muttered before the black geyser began shooting out bottles of vodka. "EVERYONE RUN!"
I didn't need to be told twice. Of course, Russia caught two bottles, and started drinking one of the bottles straight, while running. I was busy running and trying to avoid flying glass. Vodka bottles shattered everywhere, glass shards were flying everywhere like pouring rain. For some reason, despite Atem and Princess Aurora not moving an inch, the vodka bottles didn't hit them.
Come to find out, Atem caught a bottle of vodka, untwisted the cap, and drank it straight. Now, he starts responding?
"This wouldn't be happening, if you would've pulled a rabbit out of a hat," Normal Jared said.
"How does that prevent this from happening, and no, I will not pull a rabbit out of a hat!" Britain shouted. "Will you stop pestering me!?"
"No!"
Suddenly, a plan hit me. I ran to the black geyser, shouting, "YIPPY KI-YAY MOTHER BRO!" diving into the geyser. I began swimming in blackness. I couldn't help, but notice Britain, Russia and Normal Jared following me up the geyser. We reached the top, and were shot at from the sky, surrounded by flying vodka bottles.
"VODKAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Russia cried out happily. He's probably drunk at this point.
We all landed, surprisingly safely, on the ground like landing on a pillow. It literally felt that way, since we all sank in the white ground for a moment when we landed. Luckily, the black geyser was gone, and all that was left was a big pile of vodka. Britain wasn't anywhere to be found.
"Where's Britain?" I questioned.
"Maybe he's dead," Normal Jared replied offhandedly. "Wait, what's dead?"
I searched around, knowing countries couldn't die, then finally found Britain among the piles. He was leaning his back against the pile, reddened cheeks, pale face and showed this bizarre smile, while swinging a bottle of vodka in his hand. He's drunk again. Wait, this world censors our language, but not Britain getting drunk off his ***?
"Thiz iz t'e bess day of my life," Britain said woozily, taking a gulp of vodka, which was now empty. "Oh bollocks... em'dy again."
"What's wrong with him?" Normal Jared asked.
"Oh, he's always like this when he's drunk," I said.
"He seems happy. I'd expect him to be..."
"'EY! I'm t'e United Bloody Kingdom, an' can hol' my own liqu' bedder t'an you anyday!" Britain yelled at me angrily. "You t'ink you can jus' zide wit t'e frog, and leaf me like t'at!? I hade you, America!" He started crying and weeping tears on my chest as I wrapped my arms around him, and patted his back slowly in a steady beat, smiling the entire time.
"It's okay. Everything's going to be fine."
"Why do you hade me zo mush, afder all I'f done do raise and nurture you like t'e zon I never had, and you haf the audacity do leave me like I waz not'ing? Why muss you do t'iz to me, and shooze the frog ofer me!?"
"So, are you gonna pull a rabbit out of a hat or what?" Normal Jared asked awkwardly.
"Huh?" Britain asked, his cheeks still red, but now his eyes too. He smiled childishly. "Oh yez! Here..." He stuck his hand into the back of Normal Jared's shirt, and pulled a white rabbit out by the back. He held it gently, then petted it. "Oh Fluffykins, I missed you zo mush." He snuggled his face against the fluffy rabbit, which I have to admit was adorable. Normal Jared seemed violated.
"Okay, note to self, never ask England to pull a rabbit out of a hat, while he's drunk," Normal Jared responded, shuttering.
"Oh, now I remember. Didn't I have autism, meaning I would technically be just as bad off, if not slightly... almost as bad off, as Atem?" Normal Emily realized, snapping her fingers. Wait, she has autism, and actually remembers that in this world?
Suddenly, a blue portal appeared. Just in time too. I ran to it, shouting, "CANNONBALL!" before jumping in. Russia didn't return until after he collected his armful of vodka. Well, can't argue a man and his booze.