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chapter 1: (your P.O.V)
I was walking back home from another world meeting where we got nothing done yet again. Now don't get me wrong I'm not country but I might as well be. I'm immortal and my job is to help the countries, my dad had this job before me and he worked beside the roman empire who also happens to be my friend Italy's grandfather. I have known the countries for so many years now I've lost count. I mean i'm about the same age as china in immortal years so about 4000 years I guess. But in human years a lot of them are actually older than me now because they grew up so fast due to them being countries. My job is to help them because being a country can be hard but not just that I'm their friend, their shoulder to cry on when war has just been declared, and they have to fight someone they love and care about and they feel like they have nobody. I never take sides, especially when it comes down to war. I care for all of them and a lot of them trust me more than anybody else... I've been through so much with all of them.
I'm not going to pretend that they have never done anything for me though. They are always there when I need them and I couldn't live without them, they make being immortal a lot easier. I don't even consider helping them as a job anymore because its so natural, after all i'm their friend and that's what friends do. its shouldn't be a 'job' to help your friends.
The sun was setting as I was walking home and there was a gentle breeze, it was so nice. I was savouring the moment when I heard a scream from a nearby alleyway. 'time to get into action it seems.' I thought as I ran towards the sound. As I got there I saw a man with a knife pointed towards a lady who looked terrified and seemed to be in her mid-thirties.
"hey, you should put the knife down you could seriously hurt someone." I said with a hint of sarcasm in my voice.
The woman looked over to me as she was trembling and the man gave out a dry chuckle and turned around. "yeah, I could. Maybe I should hurt you for getting into my business little girl." I stood staring at him unfazed by him waving a knife around. I looked him dead in the eye and smirked "good luck with that, you shouldn't judge people from their looks after all this little girl is about to kick your ass." The man started to look irritated now as he ran towards me with the knife raised high and shouted " this will teach you to keep that mouth of yours shut."
Before his knife could make contact with my stomach I grabbed his wrist and twisted his arm around as he yelled out in pain I pushed him backwards and he fell onto the floor (I made reader-Chan badass :3). The mans eyes widened at my strength and the sound of police sirens where heard in the background heading for this direction. The man was about to get up and run until I put my foot on his back to stop him from running anywhere, he tried with all his strength to push me off but I was too strong.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw the woman run away. I gave a loud sigh. yet again I don't get so much as a simple thank you ...stupid, ungrateful humans, I pouted. The police soon arrived and arrested the man, and yet again (name) doesn't get so much as a thank you.
I finally arrived at my house and entered my room. "ahhh finally, a place where I don't need to deal with the world."
I glanced over to the mirror that was hanging on the wall. For some reason it seemed to be pulling me in. "its probably just my curiosity getting the better of me again, I just really want to know more about the 2ps." I remember that I overheard England saying that mirrors where important when I came to the mysterious second players but I never knew why. All of the countries even my dad made sure that I would never know anything about the 2ps because they are 'dangerous' well I can handle myself. I'm sick of people underestimating me.
All I remember is my dad and Mr roman empire locking them away when I was little telling me they were mistakes and they are too dangerous to live in this world, yet never told my why. Every time I ask someone about them they just brushed me off and told me they are monstrous and insane, but I don't believe them. I mean how would they even know if they have been locked away all this time. 'I wont believe what people tell me I will wait until I find out for myself. Even if they are I can't really blame them. I mean If I got locked away and called a monster all my life I would be angry too.
I got into my pyjamas and made myself a bowl of cereal as I turned on the TV and flicked it over to the news just as the reporter started speaking. " This just in, a woman was almost stabbed to death in an alleyway until the heroics of the police force arrived just in time to save her from death as well as arresting the dangerous man." I spat out my cereal and threw the remote at the TV. "IM THE ONE WHO SAVED HER FROM DEATH WHILE THE POLICE TOOK THEIR SWEET ASS TIME! SHE WOULD BE DEAD IF IT WASNT FOR ME. FUCK THE POLCE!" I shouted with milk dribbling down my face. After I finished my cereal and calmed down a little I decided to go to bed but just as I was about to go to sleep the mirror was acting weird again but I just I decided to ignore for now. however I heard one thing before I fell into a place of slumber. It was a cheery voice that said
"nighty night poppet.~"
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you all know who that is ;).
anyways thank you for reading and in the next chapter we will finally meet some of the countries so stay tuned.
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