"Ok...so this is the 1st dimension we are in and you other girls are from the 2nd one??" Ashlyn (2p! Nyo America) questioned looking at the other people in the room.

"Yes, that would be correct. It seems you girls are from the 4th dimension which is the last." Alice explained holding some tea. Flavia (2p! Nyo Romano) walked back into the room throwing the phone back at the Italian laying on Ashlyn's lap.

"So the soviet girl and the Chinese girl are coming. The Chinese girl said she was going to be alone which means the soviet one is pretty much going. Whichhh meannnsss that we are going to have a monster on our hands." she stated quickly leaning on the door.

"Wait...she doesn't hate her right??" Olivia (2p! Nyo England) gasped holding her breath.

"No, Olivia...what about the I don't care about life french woman." Melanie (2p! Nyo Canada) asked about as she held her hockey stick and popped her gum causing the British girl to jump a bit. Flavia just shrugged her shoulders.

"All I heard was ahhh~ Ahhhhhhh~ harderrr~" she laughed making Olivia started sighing.

"Why the hell did I say she could live with me??" she muttered under her breath.

"Because you like when she makes tea for you." the Canadian and American answer with a shit-eating grin. The girl sighed in defeat. That's when the room filled with grey smoke. It soon cleared up to show a Chinese girl jumping on her feet dressed in red.

"I can't believe you guys just left me with those two girls, aru!" she yelled pinching Akane (2p! Nyo Japan)

"I'm sorry, Chen Lien (2p! Nyo China)!" she cried grabbing back her cheek. The old woman just sighed and looked at everyone with a glare. She then hit Ashlyn with a wooden stick.

"Next time you take me with you!" she scolded her will Luciana (2p! Nyo Italy) hid under the desk. Ash. just nodded getting out a salad to eat.

"I have a question!" Germany shouted. All the girls stared at him.

"Why is this America and Italy so different...why are they the leaders?" he stared at the girls long and hard, but nobody budged. They just held themselves while the two girls just minded their own business eating. That's when the Canadian sighed and looked at the two girls.

"They took our nations and turned them into hell. They even ruined their own country. They are in control because they controlled us around like puppets. They are nothing but two dirty manipulators that always get their way." she scoffed looking straight down at the girls who were just lazily eating their foods.

"Your just jealous I have a better climate." Ash. coughed finishing up her salad. Melanie started to grip on her hockey stick.

"Don't forget that we are stronger than youu~" Luciana sang finishing up her bottle of Moscato. Melanie's glasses broke again as she started to grow a headache.

"It's fine...at least you don't live with the bitch..." Louise (2p! Nyo Germany) patted her back before a knife was thrown at her cheek but this time she ducked. Her hat was snatched up by the knife and it stabbed into the wall. Everyone turned to Luciana who was glaring at her.

"Sorry, mam." she smiled bowing down. That's when a huge grey smoke filled the area and a thick aura covered the room.

"Умри в аду." a female voice whispered as the smoke cleared it revealed a Russian girl dressed in black and red with her eyes a bright red colour. She held a large shovel that was all bloodied up. That's when Matzia (2p! Nyo Prussia) pulled out a white handkerchief and covered the woman's mouth and held onto her for her dear life.

"YOU S..sl..slut..." she faded out hitting the floor like a light the American and Italian got up and grabbed the shovel.

"If she has more weapons throw them out the window...she can't be trusted." Ash. instructed glaring at the woman on the ground. She soon held the shovel and smirked at it then threw it out the window with all her strength. The air in the room swooshed everywhere causing the room to be filled with dust. All the girls started to throw her weapons out the window one by one. Ash. then clapped her hands and the Russian popped up. She touched all her pockets and glared at the American.

 "Надеюсь, ты скоро умрёшь," she spoke strongly causing the ground to crack around her. (I hope you die soon.)

"Я мог бы сказать то же самое для вас!" the American chuckled back at the girl who just flickered her off standing in a corner by herself glaring at everyone. (I could say the same to you!)

Everyone in the room was shocked that the American actually responded back in Russian. Everyone knew America was fluent in almost every language but he always responds in English so they expected it that way for this counterpart.

"Since everyone is practically here why don't we just go to the next memo-" England got cut off by a tiny amount of grey spoke revealing a girl dragging a couch.

"I was curious....just continue...." she yawned laying down on the couch. The screen started to turn a dark black. It felt darker than black to everyone.

"You promise that you will come back to me ok!" a chibi version of Italy screamed as he waved to another boy.

"I promise! I will come home to you, Italy! I swear!" the boy giggled running away with a broom and underwear in his head.

*a few years later*

The screen turned black and it showed France all bruised up and a hurt grown Italy.

"Ahh...I'm sorry to inform you but the Holy Roman Empire is no more," France confessed rubbing his head looking down at the ground.

"What..?"

"You should just forget about him...you suffered enough already, right?" the french man giggled shedding a small tear while he walked away from the Italian who was completely in shock.

The screen showed Italy looking at a window. He started to tear up and he finally opened his eyes to reveal his hazel orbs. They seemed heartbroken at the time and he started to break down. His curl started to crumble up as he glared at the wall.

"...you liar..." he sniffed as he held himself in a hard lock.

The memory faded and everyone stared at the Italian who was fidgeting.

"Who was Holy Roman Empire?" Germany asked.

"My brother/ my lover." Italy and Prussia said at the same time lacking emotion.

"He used to live with us..." Austria and Elizabeta sighed.

"He was my 1st enemy aside Spain..." Romano chuckled hiding his face on the table.

"And I was the one who killed him..." France looked down at his hands as the other nations looked at him. Prussia just froze unwilling to say something.

"Umm...since were on this topic...well..about him being deadddd...umm...he-" Prussia was cut off by the screen glitching horribly.

It showed Prussia in a priest outfit running onto a battlefield showing a little kid covered in blood. Prussia slowly walked close to him shocked at what he saw. He slowly picked up his brother and cradled him in his arms. He started to cry as hard as he could with all his might.

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! If only I could've been faster! God, please...please give me my brother back...please. He's all I have!"

The screen cut to Italy in a church bowing down praying with a glow around him. That's when a hand was on his shoulder and he turned around to see Romano's faint smile. The two boys soon started to pray together with a yellow glow around the two.

Then the screen cut back to Prussia and the boy in his arms and a white glow around the two of them. Soon enough the little boy in his arms started to move. He opened his eyes with a panicked expression.

"HOLY ROME!" Prussia screamed crying into his arms.

"I'm sorry but..." the boy soon looked straight in Prussia's eyes.

"Who are you?" he questioned before passing out. The Prussian male just let out a breath and picked up the boy and carried him to a village not too far from the place.

*3 years later (A/N in my world HRE is 7)*

"He is still aging while in a coma?!?! That's real!??!?" Prussia questioned as he looked at a doctor who was laughing.

"Yes...yes...but it seems from that mini interaction you had from when you first found him...he might not remember anything so better be prepared to tell him everything..." the doctor sighed leaving the room. Prussia just looked at the boy sleeping as he parted his bangs.

"Maybe you should have a new life...a better one...people dream of that...hey...Holy Rome never had a human name...maybe a can make one for you!" Prussia giggled talking to himself. He started to look around the room. He soon looked down at the boy and grunting.

"THIS IS TOO HARD! JUST WAKE UP HOLY ROME!" he screamed hitting his head on the wall. A few silent moments pass and some shifts were heard in the room.

"Excuse me, sir....but where am I?" the boy asked looking around. Prussia jumped up and hugged the boy.

"Thank you, Lord!" he cried. The boy just shifted around trying to get out of the hug.

"Who are you?!?!" he shouted started to hit Prussia in the chest.

"I'm your brother! Gilbert?!? Prussia?!?!?!" Prussia shook his head. The little boy just hid behind the table.

"If I'm really your brother what is my name? That's a thing only brothers could know!" the boy huffed looking at Prussia.

"Kid that's not really smart. I can tell you don't even know your name." Prussia smirked as the boy blushed. He hid his face on the table while Prussia started to laugh.

"Come on...believe me. I'm your brother." Prussia smiled kindly looking at the stubborn boy.

"Are you sure your not some creep coming to eat me alive?" the boy questioned shyly. Prussia tilted his head back and laughed loudly.

"No! You must be hungry though. I'll take you out to eat and answer any of your questions...ok!" Prussia giggled. The small boy shyly nodded and picked up the boy.

The memory faded sweetly as Prussia smiled.

"Wait where is he?!?!" Italy asked Prussia who was now sweating.

"UMMMMM I DONT THINK ITS MY PLACE TO TELL YOU WHO THE PERSON IS BUT JUST KNOW LIKE U SORTA KNOW THE-" Prussia was again cut off by the screen.

*age 15*

"You haven't answered my question..." the boy quietly stated with bland eyes. Prussia just looked at him weirdly.

"What's my name? Who am I? Where am I? What am I?" the boy rambled on and on.

"Well...you never really had a name...do you want me to make one, kid?" Prussia asked sitting down with the boy. The boy nodding with excitement.

"How about Luis?" the boy gave him a thumbs down.

"Peter!" he cheered but the boy just sighed.

"Make it more...germanic???" he spat out.

"Diedrick???" Prussia laughed. The boy huffed and hit his shoulder. Prussia giggled and thought long and hard and snapped his fingers.

"Let's call you Ludwig!" Prussia giggled and the boy froze.

"Why?? I like the name, yes, but how did YOU think of it?" the boy questioned. Prussia pulled the boy's hair back and giggled.

"Our old man always wanted to name you that when you were a count-" he stopped himself but the blonde-haired boy glared at him.

"Were you about to say country?" he asked.

"YOU ASK TO MUCH QUESTIONS-" the boy kicked his brother in the shin and got his mini broom and started to hit him with it.

"Answer the question! You never talk about my past!" the boy shouted. Prussia huffed.

"Look, ki- Ludwig. There is a thing called a human being. Humans live everywhere in the world. These places are called countries-"

"I go to school."

"SHUT UP! Anyway, you know how I am called Prussia by Spain and...France. Well, surprise! I am a country! In this world, countries are personified as people. Though we never die...unless our empires fall. Just like our father. BUTTT we have each other. In the past, you were a.... country! You still are most likely...let's make a new country name for you as well!" Prussia explained quickly.

"HUH???"

"Germany! It's like Germania but better." Prussia shrugged as he picked up a pair of child underwear and threw it at the blonde boys head.

"HUHHH?!?!"

"Where did you even get that from?" Prussia asked. The boy looked down at the pair of underwear and the small broom.

"I don't know...but I wanna keep it. Safekeeping ya know. We also have a painting in the basement. I'm too afraid to go through it but that's there..." he sighed sitting back on the couch.

"Anywhoo~ wanna get a beer?" Prussia asked. The boy just looked at him.

"Your too awesome." he chuckled.

"I know I am. That's why they call me Prussia the awesome," he smirked.

"No's ones ever called you that."

"Yeahhhh.."

As the memory faded and America was the first to speak up.

"wAiT a DaMn MiNuTe-" his voice cracked.

"So u telling me u took dis toddler out for a drink??? HE IS 15 NOT NO 21!?!?" he started yelling. Everyone ignored him as they turned to Italy, Prussia, Germany, and Romano.

"Wait he's Holy Rome!?" Italy and Romano screamed. Prussia slowly nodded. That's when two girls started to think of something.

"GROSS/ FUCK-" Luciana and Alicia screamed.

"So your telling me I kissed this mistake?!? I NEED TO WASH MY MOUTHHHH!" Luciana screamed. Alicia was just silently blushing in a corner hiding her face from the public.

"STOP LEAVE ME ALONE! PLEASE JUST LET ME SEE MY SISTER! PLEASE!" a voice cried out on screen. Everyone turned to it to see Mitza covered in slash marks. A girl bent down lower and grabbed her face.

"Your going to be a nice test subject..." the Russian girl smirked getting out more tools.

"No...please Evgenia...please i beg for mercy." the Prussian girl pleaded.

"You gave me no option when you decided to invade me...why should I give you an option?" the girl smirked as her eyes glowed bright red as she hit the girl on the head with a shovel.

TO BE CONTINUED.....