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HetaOni (Hetalia x Reader x 2P!Hetalia) Ch. 8 pt 3

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---CHAPTER VIII: Two More Seconds (Part 3)---

((Warning: Now that it is "HetaOni (Hetalia x Reader x 2P! Hetalia)", there will be consistent swearing. Well, except from Oliver. Lol. The worst you can probably get from that cupcake-lover would be, "you butterscotch jerkface sassafrass " or something XD ...But he won't say that...in this chapter, that is. Also, there will be talk about blood, gore, killing, death and such. But hey, this is a HetaOni fic, you guys are probably prepared for that. Lol Okay, carry on~ You have been warned. Enjoy~))

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//Reader's PoV!//


Darkness.


Where....am I...?


As I regained consciousness, I tried opening my eyes, but failed to do so. Am...am I blindfolded?


I tried moving, as well...but it looks like my arms and legs are tied together to...something... a chair...?


As I was recollecting my memories on what happened, I heard unfamiliar voices around me.


"So when the fuck are we going to get rid of them? My bat's aching to break their bones--especially that disgusting, hamburger retard's."


"Hush! Allen, I told you to watch your language! What if the poppet wakes up and hears you?"


"Tch. The dollface is out cold because a certain *someone* had to make her faint by trying to slice her cheek!"


"Shut up! She had to learn her lesson. You have no idea how irritating the ragazza was being."


"But what if the girl's scared of you now? How will you get her to go along with us,eh?"


"Heh. Don't worry I told her--"


"Hmm? You're awake now, da?"


I suddenly tensed up as I felt someone beside me to take off my blindfold.


It took me a while for my eyes to adjust to the light. When I did, I was met by crimson eyes. It was from a large man with grayish-brown hair, wearing an overcoat with a red trim...and what was noticeable about him was his red scarf.


I internally shivered upon realising...this must be...2P! Russia.


A few moments later, a strawberry-blonde haired man with sky blue eyes walked up to me and cheerfully spoke, "Good morning, poppet~ Nice to see you awake now! I missed you~"


"...Oliver..? ... Where...am I?" I asked softly, still trying to process what was happening.


"You're with us, dollface." a tan, redhaired man told me. He was wearing sunglasses, a bomber jacket, and a smirk whilst swinging his nail-covered bat at his side. 2P! America...


Suddenly, hands were placed on my shoulders. "Hmm... how long were you awake,ragazza?" It was that damn Italian Second Player. Now I remember! It was him. He was the last person I was with before losing consciousness. He must've brought me here.


"Just a few moments." I answered him.


He went to my right and faced me with a raised eyebrow. "I see. That's good~ Ah. Sorry about your cheek, by the way."


My eyes widened when I realised what he said. I remember he...pressed his switchblade on my cheek, giving it a little cut... It wasn't that painful, but of course, the shock of being harmed was enough for me to faint.


I wanted to move my hand to feel the cut on my cheek, but both of my hands were still tied to the armrest.


"...Untie me... It's not like it's possible for me to run away from you guys." I told them

in a hopeless tone.


"Will do, poppet~" Oliver said, untying the ropes on wrists and ankles.


Once I was free, I massaged my wrists and tried standing up. Tried.


I was probably tied to that chair for quite a while, so my legs were still a bit numb. Luckily, I was caught by someone. "Mhmm. Careful." the person who caught me said, squeezing my butt. I was surprised at this and turned around to face the pervert and spoke, "Hey! What the heck!"


The man only chuckled. He was tall and burly, blonde with pinkish purple eyes...and a scar beneath his left eye that extends across his cheek. He also reeks of smoke. 2P! Germany.


As I regained my balance, I took a look around the room I was in. It looks like any normal room in the mansion...except this is a room that I haven't been in before--nor have I seen in the game. While scanning the room, I also noticed that there were also other Second Players around. 2P! Japan, 2P! France, 2P! Canada, 2P!China, 2P! Prussia...and 2P! Spain and 2P! Romano? Hold on... it's the 2P! Version of everyone in the original game...


Then, a question came to mind.


"Wait...where are my parents, Luciano?" I turned to face 2P! Italy.


He smirked and spoke, "Heheh. They're somewhere in the mansion, ragazza~ Don't worry, after you help us out...we'll get you and your parents out of here."


"Can't...I see them or talk to them?"


"No. We need you to cooperate before anything." he told me.


I winced at the thought. "Are...you guys...serious...?"


At that moment, I remembered my first encounter with a 2P! inside the mansion.



"Please...let me go...England."


He let me go and made me face him. I looked down. I didn't want to confirm my fears.


"I've watched you, poppet. I've also learned that in your world, I have a name of my own. A name I do not share with that grumpy man~" He told me cheerfully.


"............O-Ol.." I said under my breath.


"Come on now, poppet. Look at me and say it."


He then cupped my chin and made me look at him in the eyes.


I saw two blue orbs that had swirls of pink.


He smiled at me like a cheshire cat. I took a deep breath and spoke weakly,


"Oliver."


"Ooh~ That's a nice name, poppet! I love it!"


I took a deep breath and asked him, "What...do you want...?"


"Actually, poppet... you're not really part of our original plan, so you're getting in the way. But...now that we know what you can do--you're a big part of our plan!~"


"Huh? What do you mean by that..?"


Oliver tapped his chin. "It's a long story...but simply put," he gave me a smile that screamed 'insane' all over it and continued, "we want them d-e-a-d. DEAD. But it's not working! They just keep going over and over and over and over and over and over---"


"--Oliver."


He stopped for a while and regained a little bit of sanity. "Sorry about that, poppet...


....what I mean is, they just keep going back in time to escape this mansion--after all the effort we put in getting rid of them! Then...you came along."


I took a step back at what he said. "And what do I have to do with this?"


He giggled. "Silly poppet~ We were the ones who got you here in the first place. After doing research, we figured we needed someone from a different dimension to help us out...and that just so happened to be--YOU!~" he said, pointing at me.


"How--How is that even possible?!" I demanded to know.


"Well, I do have magical powers~ While we were here in the mansion, I decided to open a portal to a dimension where we'll get information on how to permanently get rid of those...other us... and you were that person who had the information. We've watched you, poppet."


It was too much to process, but it was somehow slowly making sense...


"S-So...you mean the...cupcake that I ate was..."


"Oh! That was from me! I'm glad that you loved it~"


"What...was in it?"


"Don't worry, there wasn't anything dangerous. Just...a spell or two."


I creased my forehead, "...a spell?"


"Well, I placed two spells on it. One was for you to fall asleep after a few hours, and the other was to have you only give information to us. If you even tried thinking of giving information to people other than us, you'd feel faint. ...But it looks like the latter spell was already wearing off."


So that explains it. The feeling of weakness and numbness. The blurring of my vision...it was...because of the cupcake?...


"It was...all you guys..." I managed to mutter.


"Yes~ You know, we were about to fetch you when you fell asleep...but you were the one who got inside the mansion yourself! Bravo, poppet! We actually don't know how you got here without a portal, but it was delightfully convenient~"


I shook my head. "No...it's...this is all a mistake."


"It's not a mistake, poppet. It was almost all according to plan."


"Almost?"


"Yes. What we didn't anticipate was," he gave an annoyed look but didn't look at you in the eyes, "was that you'd be found by those...'First Players'..."


We were both silent for a while, until he spoke up.


"You're coming with us, poppet."


A look of both confusion and shock was shown in my face. "Wh-Why would I?"


His eyes suddenly swirled pink. "...In the first place...you were supposed to be ours."


"N-No I wasn't!"


"Don't worry, poppet! After we kill those people--we'll get you out of here safely, how does that sound?~"


I cannot believe what I was hearing. Do they honestly think that I'd allow them to do such thing?! Japan...Italy...England...Prussia...and all the others...they've been so kind to me. They protected me. And they're all...suffering...because of this sick mansion--which all happened to be a twisted game by these Second Players! No.


I will help my friends. My 1P! friends... Yes... they're my friends now...right?


I will help them get out of this mansion. All of us will get out of this mansion. I don't...need to side with those 2Ps... I won't allow them to put more suffering to such good people. They're...they're my favourite anime characters. Hetalia has been an important part of my life. I may not be that pretty, or smart, or talented, or strong...but Hetalia is one of those things in life that make me smile. It means that much to me. I don't know what I can do for them yet, but I'll do all that I can possibly do to get us all out of this mansion.


After a long silence, I spoke. "No."


"No?"


"No, Oliver. I won't play your twisted game. I won't allow you guys to kill them. I will get us all out of this mansion--without your help."


He clicked his tongue. "My my, poppet. Do you know what you're saying? Ah. Maybe you're just a bit famished! Here, have a cupca--" he said as he tried to shove a cupcake in my mouth.


I swatted his arm, making him drop the cupcake. "I don't want that, Oliver. Please, just leave us alone."


Oliver gave me a stoic look and spoke monotonously,


"If you won't help us...we'll kill you too."


I took another step back. Kill me?... They'll...kill me... I know they can but...


Fear and terror was all I felt at the moment. I was just speechless so I looked down to my feet.


It crossed my mind just now.


What if...I did die here?


What then?


....How could I have been so stupid? I could've just sped things up and helped them get out of here while there was still the chance.


Ah...but the 2Ps will probably do something about it if I did, right?


I'm sorry....what should I do...?


Help...the 2Ps...?


No... I can't...


Help the 1Ps..?


Of course...there's still hope for them to get out of here with me, right?


....Die trying..?


....


I'm sorry.


"Poppet, let's go." Oliver said as he placed a hand on my shoulder.


I was torn on what to do and just closed my eyes shut, "N-No...I don't...."


Suddenly, the door behind me was flung open as another man with a British accent shouted, "______!"


It was England.


When I opened my eyes to look at Oliver...he already disappeared.





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I took a deep breath and looked at all the Second Players.


"Why....Why do you guys need to kill them, anyway?" I asked.


Allen took a step forward, "Doll, they're not the only ones who suffered a shitty time here. We had a fucked up life, too, because of them. It's only fair to return the favour."


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Meanwhile...


//Third Person PoV!//


"Before I say anything, I have a favour to ask of you. You see, there's a box inside the cell,isn't there?" Italy asked, pointing at the wooden box on the other side.


China nodded. "Yeah. That one, right? What about it?"


Italy gave a small smile. "Can you open it for me? I can't open it, and I want to see what's inside."


"Then I, the hero, will open it!" America announced, walking inside the cell.


China and France followed him, curious about the box, as well.



Prussia walked inside and asked, "What's in that box?"


"Errr... Hope?" Italy answered nervously.


Canada furrowed his  brows. He went over to the others to check.



"Huh?! What the hell?! It won't open at all!" America exclaimed.


England rolled his eyes and walked over to America. "You're pathetic. Give me that."


"Maybe it's locked?" Russia suggested, following England.


"Let me try." Germany said.


Before Germany could go inside the cell, Italy grabbed his sleeve. "Germany."


"What is it?" the burly man asked.


While the two were conversing, Japan went inside the cell.


"You just found something, didn't you? Maybe it's some kind of clue. Can I take a

look?" Italy asked him.


Germany took the metal object out of his pocket and showed it to the Italian. "You mean this? I don't think it's much, but...oh, well...", he said as he handed it over to him.


**Handed Piece of Metal to Italy.**


"...nks." Italy muttered.


Germany tilted his head, "Hmm?"


Suddenly, Italy pushed Germany back into the cell with all his strength.


With that, he locked the rest of the nations up inside the iron cell, surprising everyone.



"Hey, America, why don't you say it?" Italy faced the blonde haired American on the other side.


"... Italy!!" America called after him.


Italy looked at him dead in the eye and spoke bitterly, "Say it. In front of everyone. Who lured them here?"


"What are you talking about?!" China asked, confused of what's happening.


Russia spoke, "America?"


"By the way, there's nothing in that box. It's just an empty box. Sorry." Italy apologised.


Canada shook his head. "It can't be...What's the meaning of this?!"


"Hey, America, what's going on here? What are you hiding?!" England demanded.


"......Huh? Aren't you going to say it? Why not? Read the atmosphere for once!" Italy told him with a disappointed look on his face.


"Italy!!


Open this door!!!" Germany ordered.


Italy pouted. "Aww, but if I open it, you'll get mad at me. Then again, you already are."


Germany clicked his tongue. "Son of a--"


Prussia tried to hold back his younger brother, then turned to the man on the other side of the cell, "Italy..."


Italy raised his eyebrow at America and spoke, "Aren't you going to say it? Fine, then.


You see, I'm the one who told him the rumours about this place."


France shot a look at Italy, "What?"


"I'm the one who told America. About this place. And then America immediately went to ask everyone to come check it out~" Italy explained in a sarcastically playful tone.


America looked down in silence.


Japan was slowly understanding. "Th-then..."


Italy nodded. "Right. It wasn't America who started it. Because I told him. That's why you're all here now."



Prussia couldn't believe this. "You told him? You're kidding, right? Why?"


Italy gave a bitter smile. "No reason in particular. I just happened to hear the rumours about this place, too, and then I told America~"


"Why did you lock us up here?" France asked.


"Hmm... Because you would get in the way? You'd gang up on me and ruin all my plans.  So, just stay there for a while, okay?" Italy told them.


England was enraged. "You're fucking kidding me! I'll just--", he stopped as he tried to cast a spell, but failed. "Shit! Because time's stopped, my magic--"


"Ah, that's right. Thank you~ You were really helpful!" Italy thanked England.


The Italian then started to walk towards the door. "Well, I'll be going  now. Thank you for finding this for me, Germany~", he said, holding up the metal object.


He then turned to the American before he left, "You, too, America; thanks for everything!"


"......You really should have learnt how to smile a little more naturally." America told him with a sullen look on his face.


This caused Italy to stop.


America took a step forward, held the bars in front of him and spoke, "Did you forget what we said yesterday? Theone who laid out the rails... yeah, it was you.


But I chose to run on them. I could have chosen not to, but I chose to get on those rails.


No one thinks it's your fault."



Italy fell into silence.


"Italy!! Please, open it!! You don't have to do this alone!! We can all--all together--get out of here?!!" Japan tried to convince him.


"......No. We can't.", he answered.


Germany shook the bars in front of him. "Italy!!"


"I'll tell you one more thing.


The Thing is after me. That's why no matter how many of us are gathered together, it will target me and attack me first.


That's why I tried to keep close to the doors as much as possible, though it was a little pointless." Italy explained.


"(Indeed, he would sometimes step a little away from us...)" Japan thought.


"This ends here. I'll make this the last time.

... If I come back, give me a good scolding." Italy told them.



Germany was now outraged. "ITALY!! ITALY!!! OPEN THIS DOOR!!! ITALY!!!"


"Italy!!" Japan tried to call after him, as well, but it was useless. He was already gone.


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//Reader's PoV!//



"Why....Why do you guys need to kill them, anyway?" I asked.


Allen took a step forward, "Doll, they're not the only ones who suffered a shitty time here. We had a fucked up life, too, because of them. It's only fair to return the favour."




2P! China...or Wang, blew smoke from his pipe and spoke, "He's right. They're the ones that banished us. Time for us to banish them."


"Banish them permanently from this world, honey~" A peppy Italian said. This must be Flavio, or 2P! Romano.


I was confused and had no idea what they were talking about. "Banished? I don't understand..."


"Hnh. There are a lot of things you wouldn't understand. You may know a few things about us, but that's just it. You don't know everything. In my opinion, it looks like you don't even know how to actually get yourselves out of this mansion. Just accept defeat,already." Kuro told me while he was polishing his katana.



Oliver clapped his hands together. "Well! Why don't we save that for later and just get this show on the road now?~"


I fidgeted in my place. "I...I can't help you guys kill them. I won't do it."


Luciano looked at me and spoke, "You've got it wrong, ragazza. You won't be the one killing them. Leave that to us and our friends. For now, just getting you away from them is enough. We can't risk you giving them stuff that'll give them back their strength or ability to fight again. We'll think about strategy later. Right now..."


"We'll leave it to my ol' buddy to take care of the useless and troublesome version of Italy, here." Allen said, his thumb pointing at Luciano.


I tilted my head in puzzlement. "....your 'buddy'..?"



Allen gave a laugh, the others joining him.



"Yeah, doll. My buddy."



".....Who's..that..?"





"......Steve."
Previous: HetaOni (Hetalia x Reader x 2P!Hetalia) Ch. 8 pt 2

Next: HetaOni (Hetalia x Reader x 2P!Hetalia) Ch. 9 pt 1

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I don't know what to say :iconlazycryplz: ...

Well, this part explains a few things and takes references from previous chapters.

It is revealed that the 2P! versions of all the countries that will be in the mansion is revealed. 

It is also revealed that the main goal of the 2Ps is to get rid of the 1Ps...but what did the 1Ps ever do to them?

Danger looms everywhere.

What will happen to reader?


Find out soon!~
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Next update would be between 15 January to 19 January. I have a whole 5 days off~ It's because of the Papal Visit in our country! :iconiloveitmoreplz:

I hope that you all liked this chapter part. It took me a while to piece things together. I'm also really happy whenever people leave comments. I feel fluffy feelings and get pumped up to write up the next chapters. :iconheartrollplz:

I hope all of you will support this fic! I plan on finishing this with the 18th-21st chapter. Yeah..it still has a long way to go :iconstressplz: Ah, funny how I already have the multiple endings drafted! XD 

Yes, there will be multiple endings. You will be made to choose who you want to end up with. If you do not want to choose, there will be a neutral ending, do not worry~

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HetaOni's author is Tomoyoshi.
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oF MOTHERFUCKIN COURSE- sTEVE IS 2p!Tony! wHY THE SHIT DID I NOT THINK OF THAT-