The American Revolution was brutal. Blood was shed left and right. The boy Arthur used to know was now as strong as he, and he could do nothing about it. Once the battle was won, Alfred had declaired himself as America. As he went off, leaving Britain behind, he constantly looked back. He would remember the fun times they had together; the laughs they shared with so much passion and heart. But those days were nothing now. America needed to create his own happy memories within his own Nation. Ever since that dark day, something dark festered within Alfred. Years and years went by and he tried desperately to surpress the evil, hiding it with a smile around his friends. As Alfred looked in the mirror, the only thing he could see was that aura of evil, which seemed to have formed into a humanization. As he observed it closer, he noticed the apperition looked exactly like him, but with a darker hint. Alfred was terrified and tried to run. But the other was just as fast. He glared at the Real America with scarlet eyes, his dark brown hair wavering in front of his face. As the imposter smiled, a single tooth had been missing. The bomber-jacket wardrobe and denum jeans remained the same, but the attitude differed completely. It wasn't long before the second Alfred had changed things. He kept the first Alfred in fear, threatening him constantly with his nail-embedded baseball bat; which had been blood-stained over time from innocent victims. And through those harsh years, Alfred learned-from Italy-about his other being. And Italy said: "They are called 2Ps; Second Players. They are the evil and mean versions of us, and they call us 1Ps; First Players". From that day forward, Allen, Alfred's 2P, had run his life like a dictator. But what was life like from the 2P's point of view?

Writing one shots for whoever wants one!

Marine has a hard life. With a sister who only likes herself and her grades, a bratty younger sister, a mother who is pregnant and oblivious, and a terrible stepfather, how is she still there?! But she won't be for long, because she is about to get away.

So those are the long oneshots I write, and I'll just keep adding the next ones I'll post as well here. Theses are all Hetalia x Reader. Also, you can always request anything~ It might take some time, but I'll happily do them, if I can! FYI Oneshots are my favourite kind of stories to write, so this will get filled up fast~ <3

-DISCONTINUED- Your grandmother told you many stories of the nations. Your favorites were the ones including the snow country, Russia. *I do NOT own Hetalia or its characters*

A collection of questions and dares for our beloved Hetalia characters. And by Hetalia characters, I mean ALL Hetalia characters. Even 2P!'s and Fems! So, leave a truth or dare and read away :D

A collection of random sh*t written by me when its 3 In the morning o-0 [ Rated PG-13 because I will be using foul language XD ]