Playing the Fool

Chapter 16

When England returned home he was greeted with a silent house... this was normal expect one of his upstairs rooms had been lit. Pulling one of his many hidden guns from the false bottom of a flower vase, he headed upstairs. Upon opening the door he was meet with smiling face inside of a mirror, seeing him they smiled wider.

"England, it's nice to meet you I'm London. You wouldn't know how to get out of this mirror would you? I seem to be stuck..."

She said shyly, clearly embarrassed by this odd predicament. With a tired sigh England let the hand holding the gun fall to his side, before walking over saying.

"Honestly, I thought I'd fixed this when..."

Cutting off, England's eyes darken with memories. Charlie had only been able to get halfway out of the mirror when he'd replaced the previous London centuries ago, this would be the fourth London since the original who had been killed shortly after the capital had formed... 

Shaking his head furiously to clear his head, Arthur did not want to think about this right now. What was most important was getting,

"What's your name then, love?"

Arthur asked with a calming smile, the newest London blinked in surprise. A look of deep concretion crossed her face, struggling to recall the answer to this basic question. As Arthur reached towards the mirror she gave him a very worried look.

"I-I-I can't remember... I knew it a minute ago but..."

"It's all right love, this happens to new capitals every now and again you should remember your name once we get you out of there."

Arthur soothed the anxious girl, her big green eyes were filled with tears behind the thick framed glasses. Nodding, she wiped them away watching as Arthur tried to get her from the mirror... which wasn't working, for some reason...

"Sorry England, but I'm not quiet ready to go just yet. You'll have to leave that poor girl there for a little while longer."

"Charlie?"

Turning Arthur couldn't see the eccentric teen, but he could tell Charlie was there somewhere. A shiver ran down his spine as a cold sensation touched his shoulder, fallowed by the former capital's voice sounding closer then before yet still far away.

"You blokes still need me here, at least D.C. does... Once my job is over, London will be able to leave the mirror. You can't replace something thats technically still there"

Laughing to himself for a moment, before saying.

"Ah well time to head out, I've got ghost type things to do and places to haunt."

With a sigh England turned back to the very worried looking girl in the mirror. She had untamable hair that was a dark blonde, and large green eyes behind thick glasses frames. Appearing about eight in age, the latest London was younger then Charlie by quite a bit.

"So I can't get out of here then..."

"I'm afraid not love, there's not much I can do if Charlie's just going to stick around."

Sighing she leaned against the glasses of the mirror, turing her grassy eyes up at him she said in a quiet voice.

"You will vist me, won't you?"

"Of course I will, again I'm sorry about all this."

"It's okay... that voice from before warned me I might get stuck like this, and something about an important note book in his apartment. He muttered the rest, but it may be a clue."

(To be continue...)

(The next chapter will come out sometime tomorrow, and it will reveal D.C.'s killer... I'm just to tired to write anymore today so tomorrow then)