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Chapter one

"Is everything alright England?" England's boss asked upon watching the nation blankly stare out at the door.

"Hm, what was that?" England asked, coming out of his daze upon hearing his name.

"I asked if you are alright. You've been acting rather strange lately," his boss asked, obviously concerned about the other.

"Um, alright? I guess so, just been having some headaches recently. Nothing really to worry about," England replied not at all convincingly.

"Is that so…I think I would like you to go to your doctor just in case, however. We don't need you getting sick," his boss concluded, only to watch as England gave him a rather confused look upon hearing the request. Worried slightly that the other had not understood the simply request, he asked, "Do you understand?"

"Hm…oh, yes…you want me to go to the doctor…I really don't think that it's anything you need to worry about. I mean, they're just headaches," England answered casually as he walked towards the door, using the nearby wall for balance.

His boss knew that it was more than that, however. In the last few meetings, England had had constant headaches and seemed a bit more tired. Sometimes he seem in such a daze that when asked what they did at the meeting later he could not remember. He also seemed clumsier than usual, which also worried him.

"Just…humor me and see your doctor. As soon as possible," his boss ordered, watching England scowl at the request and leave.

It was still rather early in the day, so England decided to go to the doctor right away like what his boss wanted, only to forget where he was going on the way there. Instead England began to wander about; which for a nation which can go pretty much wherever in the world quickly became a rather big problem.

In what seemed like no time, several days had passed and England had found himself in Tokyo. Confused as to how he got there, he began to aimlessly look around the crowded street for any reason why he was there, only to end up holding his head upon feeling another bad headache come. Several moments later, he felt someone tug on him and call at him; Japan.

England's boss had become anxious when he received no word from the nation or his doctor after the first 24 hours, and had decided to start a search for him; first in the United Kingdom's then asking several of England's friends if they had seen the nation. Soon most of the world knew that England had more or less gone missing, causing several of them to also start looking for him; including Japan.

"England-san, thank goodness I found you. But what are you doing here?" Japan asked the slightly startled nation.

"…Japan? Where did you come from? What are you doing here?" England asked confused.

Japan looked at England concerned before asking, "I have been looking for you. You have caused a lot of people to worry about you since you have been missing…Are you alright? You look almost in pain."

"…Yes…I'll be fine. I think I'm just tired. You say I've been missing? For how long?" England asked, rubbing his head.

Japan frowned as he watched England, only to then grab hold of the other's hand and begin to lead him down the street and say, "I'll tell you more later, but first I think it would be best to take you to a hospital. You're boss was saying something about you acting differently."

England began to try shaking Japan off, saying that he did not think he needed to go to the hospital, only to eventually have a wave of dizziness hit him as he tried to walk away followed by the man vomiting in public. This was all Japan needed to see before having more than enough reason to drag the resisting man to the hospital.

"Dude, you found Iggy? Is he okay? Why're you at a hospital?" America asked frantically as he walked into the waiting room. After having England checked in, Japan decided to call the others looking for England in order to tell them what happened. Due to this, many of them had agreed to come to the hospital either out of anxiety or curiosity.

"The doctors just started their operation," Japan simply answered.

"Operation?! Dude, what happened?" America asked pleading for an answer.

Japan frowned slightly and answered, "Apparently England-san has been suffering from a brain tumor so they need to operate to take it out. From what the doctor said, he's most likely been dealing with it for some time."

"But he will be alright after words, non?" France asked upon arriving and hearing what Japan had to say.

"I don't know. They called the best doctors to operate on him, but I would think that even so it is a serious procedure," Japan answered.

The other two were silent for a moment as more of their friends showed up and asked what happened, only for the others to put out their own opinion. The first was Germany who answered, "I thought that he seemed a little off, but to think that it was something like this."

"I didn't even know that we could get tumors! Will he be okay?" Italy responded.

"Of course, dude! I mean, this is Iggy we're talking about. He'd never allow something like this to stop him," America answered as casually as he could.

"I don't think this has ever happened before, so it is hard to say," China said in thought.

Their idle chatter continued for some time, only to be stopped when an extremely pale-faced nurse called Japan over. The rest of the group watched as Japan and the nurse talked for several moments, both of them looking suddenly tense, before the two began to rush off towards the operation room. Wondering what was wrong, the rest followed them, only to enter a room which had all of the doctors who looked as if they had been in the middle of an operation, but no patient.

"Wha-what happened?! I thought Iggy was supposed to be in here!" America began, a pit of fear he was trying to ignore suddenly engulfing him.

Japan looked down at the empty bed and answered, "According to the nurse, the doctors where in the middle of operating when England-san suddenly vanished.

"So then…you don't think he…" France began to ask only to stop. He had known England almost his entire life, and while they may have never gotten along, he never thought that one day that punk would leave - possibly even die - like this.

"I can't believe this aru…so then what will happen to his landmass?" China asked.

"I don't know…we should probably tell the rest of us what happened to him," Germany concluded before turning to leave the room, feeling that there was no other reason to stay and watch the others break down. Shortly after he left, the others began to also leave.

For the next few days, many of them kept an eye of England's home, partly hoping that the owner would suddenly appear as if nothing was wrong. However many times they walked the streets, however, they failed to spot their friend. Soon a month passed, and the nations officially decided that England would not come back.

At the time when the nations were deciding this, the English queen suddenly felt an urge to walk through the gardens at her palace. Following this urge, she began her stroll, only to stop when she noticed a small toddler with messy blond hair, big green eyes, and bushy eyebrows stumble out of a bush and stare at her. She was shocked to see the child, and could not help but think about how much the child looked like her former personified nation. Before she could stop herself, she asked, "England?"

The child stared at her for a moment, cocking his head to one side before asking, "Engwand? That sound familiar. Who's that?"

The two of them stared at eachother for several more moments before the queen ordered her guard to take the child inside and to her quarters. Something was happening, and she was going to need to think things through before anyone else realized what was happening.

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