2p vs. (Hetalia x Reader)

18-Player Two

Hetalia x Reader

Chapter Eighteen
Player Two

Allen sat back in his chair and watched over the hostages. "Whatever it is you want, I'm sure we can work something out, please let us go!" Mathew pleaded. But he didn't know if there was anyone else in the room, it was completely dank and quiet. Budwig had fallen asleep again, he thought maybe if he did so he could pretend he would wake up to know it was just a nightmare. But it wasn't this time. Feliciano sat between Kiku and Mathew, he tried his best to remain as optimistic as possible. "Don't worry guys, they'll come and rescue us!" He smiled lightly, though the others had their doubts.

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"There's an arrow on a bookshelf upstairs." __________ called as she skipped downstairs. Alfred looked over at her then back at the arrow on the desk he found, "There's one here too." Arthur walked out of the room, "I'm going to make a wild guess and assume they all lead to the attic." Both Alfred and __________ followed Arthur to a narrow hall. Arthur pulled down the ladder that lead to the attic. "I'll keep watch, cause I'm the hero!" Alfred smirked.

___________ went upstairs first, followed by Arthur, "I'll search over-" Arthur began until he was cut off by the girl, "No need, I think I found it." She walked to the centre of the room and picked up a small envelope. "It says 'to you' on it. Do you think he meant us?" She asked. Arthur shrugged as he examined it, "I think it means anyone really. Open it up." _________ did as so and opened up the seal then pulled the letter out, "Alright, so it looks like Feliciano wrote this, his name is at the bottom. It says 'There are other people who you will encounter soon. Well, they aren't really people. Only a little... People have hearts and a good sense of morality, right? Ludwig, don't you understand me? Anyway, until you get it, I'm not the only one who knows about this. You can help us! Even you, you have an ability, and with you we have the advantage! Really! So please help us... Before you can't help us...'"

She turned to Arthur hopefully as if he held the answer to the riddle within him. "What a mouthful. Can you figure it out, Sherlock?" She teased as he took it to read more careful. "He says 'Ludwig' as if he meant 'Budwig' doesn't he?" Arthur asked. ___________ kept looking through the attic, looking for anything more that could help, "If he meant Germany, but didn't want a normal person to come upon it and figure out your whole secret, maybe he wanted to say Ludwig." She spoke aimlessly. Arthur shook his head, "No, because this is still in Germany's house. No one would enter unannounced. Especially a normal person." __________ bit her bottom lip, "We did, and ever heard of a 'tresspasser'?"

The two headed back downstairs to find Alfred still waiting for them, "Are you done already?" He asked. Both shook their head, "It's a riddle or something because we can't figure it out." Arthur sighed. Alfred's eyes lit up, "Like a secret message!" _________ and Arthur looked at each other then pulled the message back out, "Right!" She cheered happily.

Not long after, _________ cheered once more, "Alright, it is a secret message. Check the first letters only of each sentence except the last." She explained. Arthur took out his pen and wrote what it said on the envelope.

" T W O P L A Y E R S . . . "

"Two players?" Alfred repeated out loud. Arthur rubbed his head, "What does that mean?"

___________ felt the air around her getting hotter, "So this really isn't some sort of dream." She rubbed her head eagerly as she stared at the words, they were the same words that the reflection of Alfred with a different colour scheme left her on the mirror. "2P" but what was that?

- First Person POV -

I couldn't remember what that was, it was like having a dream, except the dream was reality. And now that I was here, I didn't know what that 'dream' was and what I did there. My memories of the past were fading quickly, I couldn't even remember my parents!

"Is something wrong, __________?" Alfred asked. I nodded quickly, "I'm fine, but I think I know what that means, but I can't remember." Arthur turned towards me, "You have to remember." I looked away sadly, "But I can't!" He only frowned, "You have to. Now look me in the eyes and tell me what this means." I couldn't bare to. I looked down and forced myself to remember, I couldn't. "Don't make me repeat myself." He said sternly. Alfred just sat in disbelief, "Arthur, chill, dude, she can't remember-" he got cut off by Arthur, "She has to. This is about saving our friends." He turned back to me, "Look me in the eyes and remember!" I turned towards him sadly, but then when I looked into his eyes, "It's so easy." I said gently. "In the real world, where I am from, 2p is another word for 'Player Two' and they are just another version of... You. They have the same body type as you, but they are completely opposite from you."

Alfred looked over at me, "What does that even mean?" He asked intrigued, "In a video game when you click the same character twice, the second player will be in different colours." Arthur stared into my eyes as I blankly stared into his, "What do you know about my 2p?" He asked.

"Arthur Kirkland, also known as England or Great Britain may appear to be annoyed most of the time and to others, it seems as if he doesn't care about them, when in reallity, he cares and is really bad at hiding this. However, Oliver Kirkland is quite opposite. He appears to be a happy, loving, well-mannered young man, when in reality he has mild bipolar disorder and is a psychopath. He loves baking, especially cupcakes, but you must be careful when he offers you a cupcake. Some may contain his 'special ingridients.'"

"S-Special ingridients?" Arthur stuttered. I began blinking a few times, "What?" I asked. I rubbed my head and sat back. "Dude! What just happened? That was totally kick ass!" He exclaimed. Arthur sighed as he looked away, "I lost my confidence, I got too eager and asked the wrong question, and lost my focus." I frowned, "Woah, wait. Do you mean you just did your creepy ass magic on me?" I shivered. Alfred laughed while Arthur rolled his eyes, "It was completely necessary due to our current situation. You did, however manage to tell me a lot about what we will have to look foreword to when we find them."

I smiled, "So next I guess I'm with the allies except China to find the axis and Mathew, huh? Sweetness."

We all walked outside back to the car. Francis and Ivan were just talking about fashion and hair, completely normal as far as I was concerned.

"Get back in the car, we have to search for the others now. Who knows what they are doing now. I just hope it's nothing so bad." Arthur spoke as he got into the passengers seat. "So you know where I should go, oui?" Francis asked as he began to drive down the roads in Berlin to who knows where. "Ughm. I actually don't know." He admitted. Francis hit the brakes, "You black sheep, you're telling me to go and you don't even know where?" He face palmed momentarily. "Go to Ottawa!" I cheered from the back seat while I hugged Ivan tightly, "What? Why? Where's that?" Alfred asked. Francis sighed and began driving again, "Then I'll drive to the airport."

My eyes widened and I shivered once more, "A-Airport?"