This is an AU fanfic that actually is connected to a fic I wrote about Chero and Veneziano Italy. (if anyone is interested in me posting that lemme know)
This is part 1 so Jenny can see that I AM working on it. XD and I wanna see if anyone else is interested.
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The world is a beautiful place filled with many people. There are people who live out their normal lives not knowing what beauties the world truly holds.
One of those beautiful things is the fact there is magic in the world. As shown by a young mage and her close friend a witch. They were going to visit their friend Arthur, who was a bit of a wizard himself and also the personification of the United Kingdom of Great Britain.
That is the next beautiful secrets, each country in the world has a personification of itself. Chero and Jenny had become close friends with many of the countries which was a great advantage to their desire to travel the world.
Chero Aoyama, a short brunette with brown eyes and a head full of curls was
waiting for Jenny, a tall short-haired brunette with glasses. She was tying her shoe.
“Let’s go! Artie is waiting for us,” Chero said.
“I’m coming! I can’t help that my shoe came untied!” she whined.
After Jenny got her shoe tied she zoomed ahead of her friend and opened Arthur’s door.
“Jenny! You’re supposed to knock!” Chero lectured.
“He’s expecting us! It’s ok, Cher.”
Chero sighed and followed after looking around the house.
“It’s...rather...empty? Are you sure we’re supposed to meet him today?” Chero asked.
Jenny nodded, “Hai! He said come this Saturday!”
Chero looked around and found a note, “‘Got called into work. Be back soon- Arthur P.S. JENNY AND CHERO. DO NOT TOUCH ANYTHING!”
“....It’s as if he did not trust us!” Jenny said with a mock wound to the heart.
“Well..he shouldn’t!” Chero grinned, “First one to find the most interesting object in the house wins!”
“Deal!”
The two girls zoomed off in opposite directions.
Chero found the library filled with books. She started to go through a pile,
hoping to find something of interest.
Jenny zoomed around until her eyes fell onto something shiny. She stopped in her tracks and walked up to a large mirror.
Chero was deep in the contents of a book on the history of Mages and Witches when Jenny ran into the room.
“CHERO! I FOUND A SHINY!” she called.
Chero quickly set down the book, “By rules of videogames it must be important! Lemme see!”
Jenny pulled Chero along until she saw the large mirror Jenny found earlier.
“It’s...just a mirror. Is it the mirror of erised?” she asked.
“We’re not in Harry Potter!” Jenny cried.
“Then what pray tell is so exciting about a mirror?”
“Look at your reflection!”
Chero stopped and actually looked at herself. She looked...Creepy. Like a mage infected with dark magic. Her hair was pin straight and she was wearing all black. She looked at Jenny’s reflection and saw a similar image. Only Jenny’s reflection was wearing red and eyes were glowing red.
“Creepy!” Chero cried.
“I know right!” Jenny squealed.
Chero poked her reflection, “I don’t like it. I think we should leave. Artie should be back soon...”
“Awww....Fine..” Jenny sighed, “No fun...”
“I’m sorry. It just...puts me on edge....”
The pair left the room, the reflections not leaving the mirror. The two girls in the mirror stepped out and looked around.
“We made it out, Letezia,” the other Jenny grinned.
“Si, we made it while the idiot boys are still wondering how to get here!” the
Chero look alike smirked, “Let’s go Zoey before the boys notice we’re gone!”
Chero and Jenny sat down at Arthur’s kitchen table drinking tea and eating sweets. (Store bought)
“So, what is it you wanted to talk to us about, Arthur?” Chero asked.
Arthur set down his cup of tea, “Nothing much. I just wanted to return the books you both left here...”
Arthur handed over a spell book to Jenny and a reading book to Chero.
“Thank you!” they said in unison.
CRASH!
“Did you hear that?” Arthur asked.
He looked over at Jenny and Chero to see them clinging to each other.
“For God’s sake! Pull yourselves together!” he lectured.
The trio walked up the stairs. They stared at the door.
“You go in,” Jenny said to Chero.
“No way! I will not be the first to go in a horror movie!” Chero whined.
“As a gentleman, I will go first. For magic users you two are right out chickens,” he sighed, opening the door.
Standing their with a candlestick in her hand was dark Chero. She was standing in front of a broken window. She looked out the window and called, “I’m coming down!”
She jumped out the window and was gone.
“Did I just...?” Chero questioned, “WHAT WAS THAT?”
“BLOODY HELL!” Arthur cursed, “I told you two gits not to touch any of my
stuff! And what do you do?! YOU TOUCH MY STUFF!”
“...Would you believe us if we told you it was not us?” Jenny asked.
“Those were your 2Ps. OF COURSE IT WAS YOU TWO. Do you have any idea of what the hell you have done?!” he shouted.
Chero looked at her feet shamefully, “No...yelling at us will not help explain what we did and how we can fix it...”
The trio once again sat at England’s kitchen table with tea and unfortunately this time scones.
“What is a 2P?” Chero asked calmly.
“Second player. Alfred named them after how when two people play as the same character in a video game the second player normally gets a different colored version of the character. They are basically another version of you...in a world of
darkness. They are your opposite...” he explained.
“So...They are like mean versions of Chero and myself?” Jenny asked.
He nodded, “And more violent...They will also have a different personality...”
“So...yours is good at cooking?” Jenny let slip.
She covered her mouth as Arthur glared at her.
“Though...it is rare for a person to have a 2P...normally they are reserved for countries...” he mused, “I will have to
look into this. In the meantime you two need to catch them.”
Chero nodded, though she wondered if there was something Britain was not telling them...he seemed to know a lot about these 2P, “Makes sense...”
“Yeah, I don’t want us killing people...” Jenny said.
So, the two girls were off on a hunting spree for...well...themselves. England watched from his window as the two girls headed off. He wished them luck as he went to his secret study down in his basement. Not even Chero or Jenny knew about this one, he made sure. So, he went to work trying to figure out how to send the 2Ps back. He just hoped that they were the only two that would show up...
A tan hand poked through the magic mirror. It gripped onto the sides and pulled it’s owner out. It was an Italian man with dark brown-red hair and violet yes. He wore khaki clothes and had a knife in his other hand, “It’a looks like our plan worked.”
He looked around the room he was now in. Yes. He had made it to the 1P’s world.
“You’a can come over now,” he called back to the mirror.
One by one a bunch of men came out of the mirror. A strawberry blonde haired man with bright blue eyes and freckles giggled.
“Oh my! My 1P self is sure boring~” he said in a light british accent.
“He’s probably not a pussy like you are...” a grough American accent said.
“Al! Watch your manners!” the strawberry blonde lectured.
The tan man with dark brown hair and sunglasses shrugged off his suggestions,
“I don’t have to listen to you Oliver...”
The Italian that led the way through cleared his voice, causing everyone to look at him.
“That’s’a better,” he said.
“What ez going on, Luciano?” the grungy blonde Frenchman asked, blowing out smoke from his cigarette.
“Well, Lutz, Kuro and I made little bambole!” he smiled, “They’a let us into this world, so we can conquer it!”
“But von’t ve just fade away soon?” Lutz, the blonde German asked, “You said ve only had until midnight at the end of this veek...”
“Si, unless we’a kill our 1Ps. Then we’a can take over and spread the Third Reich over here as well,” Luciano grinned, twirling his knife.
“How do you suggest we do this?” Kuro, the Japanese man spoke up.
Luciano’s gaze went out the window where he saw the real versions of his bambole.
“I’a have a plan~”
Chero and Jenny waited outside of their favorite cafe. They had just contacted back-up to help them. So, what did they do while they waited? Get on the internet. Chero was talking to her good friends Rachel and Hime.
“Jenny, look at this cat .gif that Hime just sent me!” Chero grinned.
“AH! That is sooo cute! But look at this Loki picture!”
“My feelingz are ‘urt, Miss Jenny. You prefer looking at Loki over me,” Francis Bonnefoy, aka France, pouted as he walked over and greeted Jenny by way of a kiss on her cheek.
“Bella!” Feliciano, North Italy, greeted, practically knocking Chero out of her chair with a hug.
Chero laughed and hugged the Italian back, she was very used to this sort of enthusiastic greeting by now.
“Nice of you two to finally show up!” Chero teased as Feliciano let go of her and sat in the chair next to her.
“Sorry, we got stuck in traffic,” Francis explained.
“What is’a the problem?” Feli asked, “You’a sounded a little worried on the phone.”
Chero and Jenny looked at each other.
“Well...”Jenny started.
The two girls explained how they went to England’s house and found a weird mirror and how said mirror accidentally released opposite, evil, versions of themselves into the world.
“So...we were wondering if you could help us catch them...”Chero said.
The two countries blinked in disbelief.
“Ve~ Of course we’ll help you!” Feli said with a smile.
“Oui~ If your 2P is anything like you, Miss Jenny, zen she cannot resist me~” Francis teased.
Jenny blushed brightly and batted him on the shoulder.
Luciano watched his 1P chattering with the two girls his bambole were based off of. What an idiota Feliciano is. If he had been here...Well the Third Reich would not have been stopped.
“What are we waiting for?”Louise the Frenchman asked, blowing smoke in Luciano’s direction.
Luciano twitched in annoyance. Why the hell did he have to work with Louise? He would have prefered working with Lutz and Kuro. But each 2P wanted to hunt down their counterpart, and since Francis was with Feliciano...that left Luciano stuck with Louise.
“We’re’a waiting for the right opportunity...” Luciano sighed.
“I don’t see why we don’t just go in...”
“Because I’a have a plan!”
“Quoi que vous disiez...”
“There they are!” Chero cried, pointing to the two girls who seemed to be having....a picnic?
“Oui~ Let’s go get zem and get zem back as soon as possible~”
“I have an idea!” Jenny grinned.
“What is it?” Feli asked.
“Well...They are the only 2Ps around, yes?” Jenny explained, “So, why don’t you two pretend to be your 2Ps and trick them into coming with us!”
“That’a sounds like a good idea!” Feli grinned.
“So, zey are ze opposite of us?” Francis asked.
Chero nodded, “So, Francis you have to be unkempt and sloppy...Rude and unloving.”
“And Feli, you have to be not perky and not a scaredy cat,” Jenny explained.
“We’ll try our best!” Feli grinned.
After using a few spells on the countries, they were ready. Feliciano and Francis did not know it, but they looked exactly like their 2Ps.
“Remember! Be opposite of yourself!” Chero called to them as they started to head towards the 2P girls.
Chero grinned and pulled out her phone, going on the web, Jenny doing the same. They settled down on the ground and enjoyed themselves.
Letezia was enjoying a nice NOT POISONED cupcake when she spotted HIM. She poked Zoey and whispered.
“The gig is up...we have been found...” she sighed.
Zoey looked up from her food and sighed.
“Why did he have to bring the French idiot with him? It was bad enough he had to come himself...” Zoey shivered.
“Si...We better go see what he wants, before he gets mad...”
Letezia and Zoey stood up and walked over to Luciano.
“Master...” Letezia greeted, unpleased to see him.
“C-ciao! I came’a to fetch you and take you home,” Luciano said.
“But what about the plan?” Zoey asked, “Can’t we help you?”
“Non, we do not need you,” Louise sneered.
“But!” Letezia started looking at Luciano, “Master, please let us help!”
Chero heard footsteps and looked up to see Feliciano had returned.
“Hm? You’re back! Did the plan not work?” she asked.
Feli’s currently violet eyes scanned her as if seeing her fully for the first time.
“Ah! No, the plan did not’a work yet. Francis is still’a working on them. I was wondering if you could’a help me?” he asked.
Chero nodded and stood up, she could never resist helping out her bubbly Italian.
“Hey Chero, look at this cat vi-” Jenny started to say, but Chero was gone,
“Chero?”
She looked around and saw Chero walking away, talking animatedly with Feliciano. She smile and returned to her IPod
“MY SHIP IS SAILING” she wrote to Hime on their favorite anime site to RP on and other things, theOtaku.com.
Zoey noticed something was off with their Master. He seemed...different...Almost....nervous and unsure of himself. So, while Letezia talked she pulled out her spell book.
“Aperire secreta!” Jenny cast, waving her hand.
Suddenly Luciano’s hair changed colors to a lighter shade and his eyes turned honey. Louise went through a change as well.
“Who are you?!” Zoey demanded.
“Dannazione!They look like our Master and Loiuse...So....they must be the 1Ps,”
Letezia explained.
Feliciano’s cheeks turned bright red, “You’a found us out!”
A red glow formed around Letezia’s hand.
“Now now~ You beautiful ladies should ‘ere us out~” France wooed.
Letezia raised her glowing hand, not in the mood to talk. Feliciano and Francis booked their way out of there.
“I can’t believe you fell for zat trick,” another French voice said.
“Louise...” Zoey said slowly, as the two girls turned.
“Oui, now...let’s go. Luciano ez waiting for you two...” he said, blowing puff of smoke their direction, before leaving.
The two girls sighed and followed.
“Freedom was nice while it lasted...” Zoey said.
Jenny turned off her Ipod as Francis and Feliciano approached her. She stood up and raised an eyebrow.
“Plan failed?” she asked.
Feli nodded, “They’a used magic to show it was us!”
“Oui...we could not ‘elp it.”
Jenny nodded thoughtfully.
“Ve, where’s-a Chero?” Feli asked, looking around for her.
Jenny brushed herself off, “I was just about to ask you the same question. She wandered off with you, didn’t she?”
Feliciano shook his head, “I’a never left France’s side!”
Jenny cursed under her breath as realization hit her.
*little kids* To Be Continued- Maybe!
