Corrupted (DISCONTINUED)

Chapt. 13 - Learn About the Stars

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I screamed and fell from my chair. I immediately stood back up and pointed an accusing finger at Allen. Ignoring all the startled looks, I yelled, "You!! You're the thing in my head!! How?! When!? WHY!?"

He stands up and chuckles. "Look at you, finally solved the first quarter of the puzzle." Murmurs and whispers were echoing around the Dining Hall, and somebody came out of the crowd. "What puzzle you şeytani canavar!? Tch, better explain yourself!!" Turkey yelled. "AND THAT'S WHAT I'VE BEEN TRYING TO DO SINCE I CAME HERE!!" Allen roared. That seemed to do the trick, since everybody went stiff.

He pinches the bridge of his nose and says calmly, trying to keep in his anger but clearly not working, "If you idiots would just, JUST listen, you guys could've been informed like what? 15 minutes ago? Maybe if earlier I would've explained everything before exposing England and the rest of his little trio. If earlier you all would just sit down and listen. If you guys had just let me finish, without asking a question that would lead to a whole different subject. If it wasn't for all these 'if's' then you guys wouldn't be here, all clueless!!!" 

I looked at him and realized something for the first time.

That person, standing just a few feet away from me, was the guy that has been inside my head for most of my life. This guy, this man, he knows everything about me. He knows my problems. He knows my deepest desires and thoughts. Would he do something and use them against me?

I'm not doing anything bad porkchop. But you seem to be worried about these secrets. Why is that?

Why is that!? That's what you ask?! Don't you dare spill any of them to anybody!!

Too bad. That's why I'm here, and all I've been through just to do this little job? I'm not losing any chance.

"Alright everyone. Do you guys want to know what I am, who I am, where I'm from, how I got here, and why I've come?" Allen narrows his eyes and looks at everybody. Everybody answered individually, others nodded. "Good." Allen smirks. It strongly represents Prussia, which sets Prussia himself uneasy. Come to think of it, the last time I saw Prussia on guard was when he trained me for the Revolution. That's a bit freaky.

"Alright then, no talking or asking questions until I say so. Ya'll get that? Good. Now to answer the first question, 'What am I'? Well, I am a country just like you guys. I can't die unless another country kills me. But what exactly am I to you? An alternate version, a complete opposite. As I said earlier, I represent the U.S. where I am from. Just think of Alfred, or your America, as somebody ruthless, malicious, and merciless. Now, any questions?"  

"Um, you like, missed the 'obnoxious' and 'annoying' part, when you like, described America." Poland laughed. Countries near him agreed and chuckled. "To be honest, these 'alternate' Americas might just be the same as our idiotic one!" Hungary giggled. I looked down and clenched my fists. These damn countries. "Just for your information, there are many other Americas out there. We don't all share the same or opposite personality. We share different emotions, thoughts, and views. For example, there's an America out there, he's a King! He owns the most powerful kingdom you know! Or this other one, he's very skilled with the guns, just as merciless and cruel as me! You know what he does? He makes people suffer, and he's only playing a child's game! He can make hide-and-seek scary! And this other one, quite useless but different! He's a submissive kid, that one. He's very vulnerable and pitiful. Every country in his universe are after him! I met many other alternates dealing with their own problems, I have my own problems as well to solve you know! But I'm here, finishing a task that was asked by a few friends of mine." Allen's voice grows softer towards the end and looks down, but once he finished he looked back up. "Never call us alternates the same, and if I do hear it, you'll regret every second of it." Allen growled.

"Alright, pushing that aside, let me answer the second question, 'Who am I'? I guess I answered that already earlier. Let's move to the third. 'Where am I from'? Okay this part of the explanation will be the hardest and silliest part to understand. But trust me, this is very important. As I said earlier, I mentioned the stars. The stars represent each world, or universe. Shocking, isn't it? Well, each universe is different. Some of them aren't even a country, some aren't even a guy. From my world, we call ourselves 'Second-Players', and we call you guys 'First-Players'. For short, 1ps and 2ps. We call you guys the 'First-Players' since our designs and opposite personalities are based from you guys. We know this because your star was created first, ours second. Our world has a closer connection to yours, since both of our stars are very close, unlike the others. Now that you get the idea, any questions?"

"Wait, wait hold on bastard! Are you saying we are the only people or world or star or whatever we are that don't know this?!" Romano asks. "Well, others don't know either. But most worlds are informed about this information since their world was born. By the way, world, star, and universe are pretty much the same word whenever you talk about this subject." Allen replies. "Mamma mia." Romano mumbles. (E/N I bloody love Romano :33)

"I feel lied to." Canada says. Next to him France nods. "Eet iz like our entire lives 'ave been a lie!" France buries his face in his hands and mumbles in French.

"Okay then, the next question I guess. 'How I got here'? Well, you see, with a bit of help I guess. The alternate version of England, Romania, and Norway decided to transport me their selves. And the last and final question. 'Why I'm here'? I'm sent here by a certain somebody because I'm starting to have a big problem on my shoulders. You see, I've been having a strange tail of issues that keep following me. And if my theories are correct, all my problems are coming from you, America."

All heads turn to me and I start fidgeting. "Psh what a bunch of nonsense! Me? Why me? A hero be the cause of a problem?" I laughed. "I asked this person if my theories were correct. He said I was right, and that I needed to fix your problems to fix mine." Allen continued. "I myself couldn't believe it, but I had no choice. He said I should contact my version of the Magic Trio, and all three of them happily agreed to summon me here. Any questions?"

"Who's this 'he'?" Russia asks, eyes narrowed, observing Allen. "Hmm, that would be revealed a bit later." Allen shrugged. "Now since you've all been informed, I want you guys all to keep this information in your minds. Especially you porkchop. Oh, and sorry Italy. Sorry for turning this simple lunch into a big twist." Allen grabs a jacket from behind him, which we never actually noticed before. He puts in on and starts walking towards the door, cutting through the crowd as we make way for him. We watch him make his way out, not knowing where he'll be.

"Pretend this never happened, but don't forget all this information. Don't worry about me, just continue your evenings. I'll always keep a watch on you guys, and so will the others."