Notes: So, the other day I found out about the 2P!Hetalia characters and I fell in love with them the second I saw them. Then, this story came to mind and I just had to write it!

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia or 2P!Hetalia

Chapter One: In the Basement Lives A….

It was a few years ago when they began to appear. At first, it was only one. He went by the name of Arthur. Then, others followed. Alfred, Feliciano, Ivan, Kiku; each one an exact mirror image of the real Countries except, there was something different about them that no one could place a finger one.

Of course, they looked a bit different. Antonio had a slightly darker skin tone that Spain and Gilbert's eye color was more of a purple shade than Prussia's red but, that didn't matter. And the personalities were a bit off as well. Feliciano was braver and less cowardly than Italy and Alfred was meaner and brasher about things that America.

But still, no one cared. There was still something off about them though…

And, they seemed harmless. When England met Arthur, the newer version seemed to have made him cupcakes. Ludwig taught Germany a few new training moves. Matthew gave Canada new pancake recipes that not even the other new about.

They all seemed perfectly harmless.

Until that one day when everything took a turn for the worst...

"Arthur, I'm home. Did you clean up your mess from this morning?"

England had just gotten home from a World Meeting. He had left Arthur, the other England, home alone instead of taking him to the meeting like all the other times he had; England though that he was responsible enough to take care of himself for a few hours.

Peeking into the kitchen, England saw that Arthur wasn't there but, his cupcake mess was surely gone. After living with Arthur for a few months, England soon realized that the other seemed to have a thing for cupcakes; he didn't mind it at all, in fact the cupcakes that he was given were quite delicious, better than the ones America tried to get him to eat.

"I wonder where he could have run off too…" England hummed, checking in the other rooms. He found no one in the living area, or the dining room. Arthur wasn't upstairs in his bedroom or England's nor, was he in the bathroom or library. The only other place that England could think of that the other could be was England's Study.

But, he always kept that door locked.

He decided to check it out anyway; maybe he had forgotten to lock it last night and Arthur didn't hear him leave this morning so, the other decided to bring him up some tea or such and didn't realize that he was gone.

"Arthur, are you in here? I've checked the whole bloody house and I'm starting to get worried-"

As soon as he opened the door (he was right, he must have forgotten to lock it) something slammed into him, pushing him against the wall. A cold, metallic object was pressed up against his neck and he froze.

"Don't move old chap, you might get a nasty cut if you try anything."

England brought his eyes up to look at the man who held him and gasped.

"A-Arthur?"

Arthur laughed. It was maniacal and England couldn't help but feel a tad bit afraid. "No, the Queen! Yes, it's me! Who else?"

"B-but, I don't understand! Why?"

"Oh, well you see our goal is quite simple really," Arthur began, pushing the knife against England's throat, just enough to start a little trickle of blood going. "We, the others, wish to rule your world. Ours was destroyed and we wish to be in charge again."

England squeezed his eyes shut as the knife dug more into his skin. "W-we were nothing but nice to you all and this is how you thank us?"

"You are correct, England," Arthur hissed the name like it was poison on his tongue. "You were nice to me, you all were nice to each one of us but, sadly, this is in our nature. We kill for what we want and what we want, is to replace you all as the Countries and gain immortality," he bent over and whispered into England ear, "And there is nothing you can do about it."

England groaned. "W-well see about that!"

It took only a few short moments for England's words to click in Arthur's mind but, by that time, it was too late. England had already kicked him in the crotch, causing the other to fall to the ground. He let go of the knife and watched as England quickly stepped on it and picked it up, pointing it directly at Arthur's face.

"Don't you ever try and mess with a former pirate."

Apparently, the same thing happened to every other Country that day. After knocking Arthur unconscious, England tied him to a chair, and quickly called the others to make sure they were alright.

"I knocked him out, don't worry," America said. "I threw him down a flight of stairs into the basement. I might just keep him in there; put a reinforced steel door on with dozens of locks and a security system in there just in case."

"That sounds like a good idea," England nodded, looking at Arthur. "Why don't you call up some of the others and I'll do the same; tell them your idea and we'll all do it."

"Got it."

And with that the called ended and the plan of locking them in everyone's basements commenced.

End Notes: Yep, this is the one thing that popped into my mind at midnight the other night that was worth writing. If you don't understand yet, the Human names are used for the 2P! And the Country names are used for 1P!

I hope you all liked it :)

-Mighty-