Teleported Into the Looking Glass(11)
Title: Teleported Into the Looking Glass
Author: mistressssnakey
Character(s): America, Japan, Italy and Russia(for now).
Pairing(s): Pairings will be announced as the show up.
Rating: PG13(this chapter is pretty PG, but rating will go up).
Warnings: Some OOC.
Summary: America, Italy and Japan find themselves in an alternate reality after a failed experiment. There things are quickly put at stake.
This story can be found at FF.net
Chapters: [1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6] [7] [8] [9] [10] [11] [12] [13] [14] [15] [16] [17] [18] [19]
Romano couldn't deny that he was afraid. He wasn't sure in what part of the world he had landed. The coordinates had been negative zero which could mean anywhere. Any random place where no one would ever find him, his decision was not giving any good results. He hadn't been even given time to look for his brother. Who could be in god knows where.
For a moment his own well-being was forgotten. He still didn't know where his little brother was. What if these strange men had captured him and the others? What if they had done something horrible to them?
"Where are you taking me?" Romano tried in vain to keep the fear from his voice. But he wasn't just worried about himself; he was also worried about the others. "Who's your boss?" The men continued to ignore him and gave no reply.
But Romano wasn't ready to give up. He needed to get some information out of them before it was too late. "Hey bastards, I'm speaking to you." The grip on his arms tightened as he finally was dragged into, what Romano correctly guessed, was a base. Inside there were other people dressed the same as those that had found him. Both men and women appeared to be working on various things.
When they arrived the humans turned to look at them and their prisoner. This wouldn't be the first time that they found a spy hanging around their base. Usually they were able to capture them, but some made it back to their own base. That's why they had been forced to move around. After giving him a look, they returned to their work. The boss was the one that took care of the prisoners. They guessed this would be the last time they saw him.
Romano finally found himself in a small empty room. There wasn't even a place to sit, so he remained standing while he waited for the humans to return. He began to walk around the room like a caged lion. There was no time for this, he needed to get out and find the others. But first find out where he was and if he was able to contact the others back in Japan. There had to be phones in the place, right?
The question still remained though. How he was going to get out of there. Even if he made it out there were armed soldiers outside. At least two dozens he had counted. Romano wasn't known for his fighting skills, much like his northern brother. They were as bad as that of his brother's. But the thought of his brother also served to give him strength. He was going to get out for him.
The door opened and Romano turned around to look at his captor.
Netherlands. Well he couldn't say he saw that one coming.
He was standing right beside the door looking down at Romano like was seen a ghost. Romano completely ignored Netherland's expression though. He was too busy thinking about the fact that Netherland was this strange people's boss. Since when? What was going on?
"Netherlands? You know what, never mind. I'm glad it's you. I need help finding my brother. I think he appeared here at least a day ago." Or so South Romano hoped. If his brother was with Netherlands and people that worked for him that meant he had to be alright.
Netherlands didn't answer his questions; instead he walked closer to where he was standing. "How can it be?" He stepped back for a moment, the he pushed South Italy. "We thought you were dead! The least you could have done is make sure we knew that you were alive. Even a small message would have been enough to ease our worries."
Romano felt once more into the floor. Like his body wasn't sore enough thank to the teleportation. But then it came to him. "Wait, dead? You thought I was dead?"
"Of course we did. You went to that mission, to try and get information directly from Cuba's headquarters and then we didn't hear from you. There were rumors that you had been captured by his men, after a year, we just lost hope. Except for Spain and your brother, of course, they never lost hope."
Netherlands moved forward and helped him up. "Spain, he's going to die when he finds out. Sorry about that, but you really had us worried. Three years without hearing from you."
Well Romano couldn't feel more confused than how he was feeling now. "But I don't understand. I never went to Cuba, I just asked Korea to teleport me to find my fratello."
Netherlands was looking as confused as Romano was feeling. "Korea? You've spoken with Korea. I thought our friends over there didn't want to deal with us and our problems. Plus I'm sure Italy hasn't left the country in quite a while, especially since you went missing."
Romano moved his hand to his head. This was just weird. He had no idea what was going on, while would he even visit Cuba. Especially to act as a spy, he was hardly spy material.
"So you're the boss here. Which is?" He turned to look at Netherlands, hoping that the other nation would at least tell him where they were.
"No, Spain is. But he's currently away in Russia. We've been waiting for a message from them for days now. There were some rumors concerning Cuba, I think he's finally ready to move his army north. As for where we are, Dominica, small base in a dangerous zone, but we're doing fine. But how don't you know where you are, anyway?"
"Long story that I don't think you'll believe after what you've said." This place was weird and kind of wrong. "But wait, north? As in, he's moving to America. I knew he wasn't fond of America but to risk attacking such a powerful nation, he has to be mad."
Netherland was looking at him like he was a stranger. "Well, his army is very powerful now that he controls the entire South American continent. But why are you calling Canada America, I believe it was his brother that went by that name. Before his you-know-what?"
Netherland had met America while he had been a small child and later during the beginning of his war. He had believed that the young boy had a pretty good future ahead of him. The chance to become a great nation, he had seen it in his eyes. Unfortunately his life had been cut short before he had the chance to accomplish it.
'
You-know-what?' Italy wanted to ask him what he meant, but a knock came at the door. Netherland moved away to answer it and before them stood one of the humans.
"It seems like Cuba has finally moved into Canadian territory. Things up north are looking bad. Already the European and African countries that were neutral are starting to have a change of mind."
Netherland turned around and smiled. He knew that this was the move they had been waiting for. England was the only powerful nation directly involved in the war. France had lost much of his powers and after Spain had lost his colonies in the Americas, it had turned gruesome for the Empire. True, the others had tried to lend a hand. But it hadn't been enough.
But finally with Canada involved in the war, then Netherland hoped the others would finally join in to help. "Any news from Russia, are they joining too?"
The man nodded. "Yes, last thing we heard they had declared war on Cuba and anyone that allies with him. It'll be sometime before they can get their troops mobilized, but help is finally on its way."
"Do you have any news about Spain?"
"No sir, but we believe he's travel back to Spain to help the other nations get ready." Netherland nodded; hopefully he would be able to contact the other nation soon.
Romanowasn't sure about what was happening, but he knew it involved a war. True that there were a few wars going on, but he was sure that Cuba hadn't been openly involved in them. But this people were talking about the other nation, like he was some sort of dangerous threat.
"This is interesting and all. But I really have to go and find my brother." Netherland was finally reminded that South Italy was in the room.
"I don't think you're going anyone, spy." Romano felt the anger boiling. He was no spy.
"Look you..!"
"It's fine Mike, he's with us. An old friend you could say." The man simply glared at Italy's way before turning away and leaving them alone once more.
"Sorry about that, is just we're literally in enemy's land here. We can't trust anyone. Now why don't you tell me how you escaped Cuba and where have you been?"
"Look I haven't been in Cuba in years. Last time I visited, I was still under Spain's care." Romano then began to tell Netherlands about everything that had led him there.
By the time he was done the other nation was looking at him strangely. "That doesn't sound like something that could happen here. I'm afraid you just weren't teleported to another nation."
"Huh?" Romano was now looking at Netherlands with more interest.
"A while back some scientist were discussing the possibility of parallel universe, similar to ours, but with some differences. Of course many believed it too be too sci-fi, for it too be possible. But I'm starting to believe they may have been up to something. Your tale just doesn't match with the world we believe. Especially since America has been death for over two-hundred years."
Romano was now looking slightly pale. "So I could have been teleported to another universe?" Romano paled even more at that thought. What if his brother had landed in a completely different universe? No. He couldn't lose hope.
"Well that changes nothing.." or so he hoped. "I still need to find my brother or at least find out if he was teleported to this world too."
"Well, can't say that's going to be easy. We're pretty deep hidden out here. Cuba has soldiers everywhere here. So I doubt you're going to be able to just stroll to the nearest airport. But if you want I can use my contacts to see if he landed somewhere else. We make rounds every hour and we didn't see anyone else around here."
"Grazie." Maybe it wasn't much, but at least it could bring him a step closer to finding his brother. Right now that was the most important thing if Netherlands suspicions were true. His brother could be out there. Lost in a strange world, that apparently was having some big war problems.
"Now come, I have something to show you?"
It was probably better than staying in the small room. With a nod Romano followed Netherlands out of the room. The humans were still doing the same thing that they had been doing when he had arrived. Though now Romano noticed more hope in their expressions. He also noticed some distrust towards him.
"They don't trust me." He turned to look at Netherlands.
"Who would? You appeared out of nowhere in atime of war."
"Do you trust me?"
Netherlands didn't answer for a moment.
"I guess, I trust you enough to let you roam free. Now you just have to prove that I'm making the right decision in trusting you."
America faced away from the car window to look at the other passengers. Russia and Lithuania were in a deep conversation. One that America had tuned out after five minutes. Mainly they were going over tactics and boring stuff. America preferred to do the actual fighting and leave the boring stuff to England. Or in this case Russia.
Canada looked different. They had arrived to a country in chaos. People were trying to get their children out of the country. Important people were trying to make a quick escape before things got more heated. Cuba's attacks were stationed along the Mexican border, but they were quickly moving north. It wouldn't be long before the whole country was under attack.
America hoped that Canada was doing fine. He tapped his fingers against the car's door. He couldn't wait to see the other nation. Plus he wanted to be out of the car. He never liked enclosed spaces, especially when he was sitting next to a nation that looked like someone he wasn't completely fond of.
Canada's home was close to the airport back home. But apparently in this world it was different. Since they had been driving for almost an hour, America was ready to tell the driver to stop. It wasn't helping him that it had been a long line in the airport. He was also craving a good hamburger. He was tempted to ask Russia how much longer it would be before they arrived.
But the other nations looked so serious about what they were talking about that America did his best to hold back. Instead he tried to look back towards his surroundings. Canada looked almost the same as it did back home. Some of the buildings did look slightly older and there weren't as many cars. But America guessed that the later was connected to the fact that there was a war going on.
Though, America had noticed that this world was at least a couple years behind in their technology. He guessed the difference in history probably had something to do with that. With all he had learned only a few things were the same in both worlds. It wasn't surprising that it had affected the scientific advances. He didn't want to brag about it, but America had helped a lot in the modern world. Plus with so many wars going on, the people of this world were probably more focused on creating better weapons than anything else.
Maybe America would be able to give them some tips later on. Maybe even have Japan help too. They could make some change on this world that looked so broken. Japan would probably frown at his idea. America knew he didn't want them to get too involved. But some little help would do too much damage.
Finally after what appeared to have been forever, the car came to a stop in front of an official looking building. America wouldn't admit to it, but the place looked kind of impressive. Once inside people were moving around busily. They barely noticed the three nations making their way inside.
That was until one of them bumped into him. A young lady, probably not older than twenty-five, the moment she looked up at him her face reddened. "Mister Williams, I thought you had a meeting. I mean I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."
America blushed slightly, ironic that for once people were confusing him with Canada. If he ever told his brother, he was sure the other would laugh at him. "Is fine, but I'm not really Mr. William." It felt strange calling his brother by his human name. But he wasn't sure if this people knew who he really was.
The woman looked at him with slight confusion, before breaking into a laugh. "Good one almost believed you there." After another awkward laugh the woman disappeared to return to whatever she as doing before. America sighted, giving up. If people were going to confuse him with Canada, then it was bets to go along with it until they finally learned.
"This place is kind of impressive." America laughed slightly. He felt like a stranger, which wasn't far from the truth. He was a stranger to this world. Even if he went down south to where the States where or would have been. He would still be a stranger.
South. America was tempted to go south. He wanted to feel his land under his fingers. He missed it so much. Being closer to his land made him feel even more homesick, he visibly shivered. He needed to speak with Canada. Convince the other country to allow him to go down south.
America stopped his train of thoughts went a hand came to his shoulder. He turned around to look at Lithuania. "Canada's office is this way."
"Right, lead away." America saluted the other nation and began to follow after him. In the meantime he continued to look around the building. It really was impressive looking.
They were nearing a large door when America was forced to stop. The same rush of pain came back to him, unfortunately this time it didn't go away as it previously had. It was like something was pulling him, wrapping around his body.
Lithuania was alerted when he heard something fall behind him. America was kneeling on the floor, both hands on his head. "Mr. America?" He quickly turned around and kneeled besides the blonde nation. "Mr. America do you need medical attention?"
He turned away from the trembling nation. "Someone please, I need help!" America continued to tremble besides him. He was murmuring something to himself. Lithuania tried to comfort the other nation in vein.
"My head, it's on fire. It hurts, it hurts so much." There were tears running down his face and he looked sickly pale. Lithuania looked up at the sound of a door banging pen. A distressed looking Canada, followed by Russia that had already walked inside his office were making their away to them.
"What happened?" Canada had graved America from his arms and was now holding the other nation in a strong embrace.
"I don't know. He simply felt forward, saying he was in pain." They heard the sound of more steps as a group of humans made their way to them.
Canada picked the other nation up. Trying hard not to get hit by one of the limps his brother was throwing around. "I want our best doctor in my room, now!"
He began to walk with the other nations right on his heels. America wasn't looking any better. But hopefully the Doctor would be able to help him. Russia felt immensely guilty. He had personally asked America to come with them and now the nation was, well he didn't know.
"I don't understand, he looked fine in the car. Maybe the long trip had some negative effects on him." Lithuania was looking at the pale blonde now resting on the couch.
"Maybe. He also travelled across dimensions, we don't really know the effects that could have on someone." Even though he had said that, Russia wasn't sure if that's what had caused America's "illness". He was sure there was more to it.
He turned away from the scene. Lithuania turned to look at him. "Where are you going Mr. Russia?"
"I need to find out if something similar happened to the others." Lithuania nodded in understanding and returned to Canada's side besides America. If something similar was happening to the others then it would explain America's situation.
But something on the back of his head continued, what if nothing had happened to the others. What if there was something else involved. America was close to the land of his parallel self. Nations were at their strongest when in their own land. But if that one was under attack, they could also feel the effects of it.
He wondered if that was what was happening to America. He would voice his thoughts to Russia later. He didn't want to worry Canada if his fears were correct. Because if America was feeling this nations pain so strongly, then they were in trouble. Not even Canada looked that affected.
Lithuania stopped and looked at Canada. It was true that the other nation wasn't looking that affected. Could it be because there as now an America in their world, maybe the land had felt their nation return? Their true personification, returned to them. Now it was trying to connect once more to what it believed to be part of it.
He quickly stood up and after a quick sorry Canada's way he left the room. He needed to find Russia as soon as possible.
As he left the room, the Doctor arrived. But Lithuania knew that if his fears were correct. There was very little the man would be able to do for America.
Down south the battles were turning for the worse. Civilians did their best to move up north, while towns and cities were destroyed. Both sides were giving the battle everything they had. More soldiers were moving south, to help their collages there.
They couldn't risk losing any land to Cuba. They needed to hold on until the other nations were able to join them. If Cuba took North America, then he would be able to move forward with his invasion.
No one was prepared to allow that. Cuba wasn't going to take their land.
It's my creepy head canon that the land is connected to their respective nation. Going as far as to sometimes even help them, if possible. Like Russia's strong winters, that protected them from invasion. Now when America died the land felt the lost and tried to hold on to Canada and Mexico. Then after Cuba overpowered the nation and killed the personification it felt at more at lost. Having America back is like a little kid finding a lost favorite childhood toy.
Fact: Yes, Mexico died. Not an actual fact, but something that I wanted to have out. Mainly because I want to avoid OC(other than human soldiers here and there) for this fic and unfortunately Mexico is a big part of the plot since it's the country nearest to Canada.
The personification was killed right after the country was overpowered, during some raids by Mexican rebels.
Also British Empire covers large parts of Africa and India. Australia and New Zealand are also under the Empire's control. That's important for the next chapter. ;)