Dark Canada looked exactly like the real Canada but there were two obvious things that contrasted him from the real one; Dark Canada had red eyes like every doppelganger had and he was missing a small polar bear. In fact, Germany wondered if Dark Canada owned a polar bear doppelganger.
"How do you know Canada has a bear, Germany?" England asked him as they entered the Interrogation Room (also known as Germany's living room).
Germany found a chair for Dark Canada and sat him in it, replying, "Estonia."
"And how does Estonia know that?"
"Facebook."
England gave Germany a weird look. "Why Fac-"
"We're questioning him, not me." Germany growled, cutting England mid sentence. Germany glared at Dark Canada who glared back. "Look. We can do this the easy way or the hard way. Your choice."
Dark Canada laughed mockingly. "What makes you think you can affect me? Besides, anything I'll tell you won't make a difference."
England sniffed. "If that's the case then I dare you to tell us everything." And then he smirked. "That is, if you still think any information still won't benefit us."
Dark Canada scoffed. "Do you really think I have the time to tell you? Je n'ai pas le temps." Dark Canada studied their faces, and then smiled. "Or maybe I do..."
Germany lunged forward, fitting his right hand around Dark Canada's neck. He tightened his grip, making sure to put a scowl on Dark Canada's face. "You bastard!" Germany hissed. "What the hell are you doing to the world?"
Dark Canada didn't answer the question. Instead, he hissed, "Let me go." Once England loosened Germany's fingers from Dark Canada's throat, Dark Canada started talking. He kept a calm tone but both Germany and England could hear a malevolent edge.
"We're tired of this useless talk of peace." he said, sounding highly amused. "World Peace is not attainable, not as long as there is history. And everyone knows you can't change history."
"What has world peace have anything to do with you and the other fakes?" England demanded.
Dark Canada sized England up and smirked. England found that he had a crazy urge to punch the smirk off of Dark Canada's face but he resisted it. "We're the physical form of your hatred." Dark Canada mused. "As long as we still exist, there will be no peace. Look at things now; there are fights over oil now. Isn't that right?"
Germany and England were silent. Dark Canada talked over their silence, adding things in that wasn't even relevant to the question. Dark Canada seemed confident to tell them quite a bit without hesitating.
"History plays a big part you know. Throughout history you all have gained hate towards another country or thing. Hell, we even develop if you even dislike something. We grow, and even now we're growing." Dark Canada laughed. "You know how?"
Germany and England leaned in forward with anticipation. This only made Dark Canada laugh even harder. "You don't, do you? Normally I really think that me telling you won't change the victor; that's obviously us. But this has been rather easy so I'll keep my mouth shut about that just for the fun of it. Fun, don't you think?"
"You bastard!"
"Germany, stop!" England held Germany back by reaching underneath Germany's arms and hooked Germany's arms back, also preventing the angry German from beating the crap out of their captor.
England used all of his strength to heave Germany in the other direction. Germany stumbled a little but he regained his balance. England expected him to dive right back in but he didn't. He merely cracked his knuckles, muttering something under his breath.
"Look you bloody git." England growled at Dark Canada. "I don't know what you're playing at but listen here. What do you plan to do when all of our people have been taken over by this madness you've burdened them with? What do you plan to do with us, eh?"
"What do you mean?" Dark Canada asked innocently. "It's nothing big. We just want a full out war. Makes us stronger, you know. The older ones have been longing for it." He grinned.
England gaped at him. "You mean you want war?" he repeated blankly. "Why the bloody hell do you want war?"
Dark Canada spat. "Idiot, we're the very forms of hatred." He glared at England. "Each of us represent a country's hate. Even if they don't feel hate towards someone anymore, they used to. As long as they used to hate, the same hate can be brought out. You in particular had taken control over me, over Canada."
England was bewildered. "But, you're supposed to represent Canada! He never shows hatred." He couldn't believe that the kind, reserved nation could harbor any hate. But here was Canada's 'hate' right in front of him.
Dark Canada's red eyes gleamed. "Oh he doesn't, he never does. But he has dislikes; who doesn't? And like I said you idiot, we can grow from that dislike into hate."
Germany frowned. "So each country's doppelganger harbors a country's past hatred?"
Dark Canada grinned. "Oh so now you got it. I knew you all were dense but I never imagined that it was this bad."
England gritted his teeth. "Oi! You and the others are nothing without us!"
Dark Canada mimicked him in an extremely exaggerated British accent. "Oi! You and the others are nothing without us!"
"I don't talk like that." England snapped.
"I don't talk like that."
"Shut it!"
"Shut it!
"Why you little git!" Germany grabbed a hold of England's collar and yanked him back before England could succumb to violence. England furiously shoved Germany's arm away but made no sign of landing a blow on Dark Canada.
"Enough." Germany barked. He gave Dark Canada a glare at which he was returned a total look of indifference. "Leave him, England. I'll have my men lock him up. I don't think he'll tell us anymore."
"He bloody won't." England muttered under his breath.
"He bloody won't." Dark Canada mocked.
Germany stepped in between Dark Canada and England before anything could happen again. "England, go back to the Conference Room and tell everyone what we know now." Germany instructed. England cursed under his breath but turned on his heels swiftly, leaving the room with a foul mouth.
Dark Canada mused, "Well Dark England can thank me now."
Germany snapped, "And why is that?"
"Now why will I tell you, hm? Je ne suis pas stupide." Dark Canada retorted. "I'll say nothing more. But even if I do, your slow minds won't figure it out until it's too late."
And so Germany lost his patience with Dark Canada and ordered his men to throw the doppelganger into prison and to guard it at all times. Dark Canada didn't resist them; he did however glance back at Germany while he was taken away and smirked.