A/N: Sooooo I'm SO SO SO SORRY!!! I like low key forgot about this story because I'm so captivated by my Summer Cleaning Countdown sequel X0

Anyway... I just noticed I haven't updated this since June 10th of 2016!!! OMG! And so I opened it and the only word on the entire document was "Dark". Great job June 10th of last year me. -.-

SO here it is, enjoy~~~~

This is gonna get complicated as shit so stay with me!

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Darkness. It was so dark. In your dream, there were doubles and you were so shocked that you actually fell to the ground. Everything after that was a dull blank.

"Who the fuck are you?" Mathias from the past snapped at his future counterpart. "I mean I know you're me but I'm me and he's him but he's also him...?"

"Oopsies." Future Mathias whispered to future Lukas.

"You think?" Lukas responded sarcastically, rolling his cold eyes.

The Lukas from the past was wide eyed as he held his sword with clenched fists. His knuckles were turning white. The state of his confusion was numbing. "Wha...?"

"Let me explain!" Lukas held his hands up in a surrendering fashion. "We don't wish to fight. We just want _____."

"Then it's a fight ye'll get." Allistair snapped with gritted teeth. "She's coming back to Scotland with me."

"Obviously not. She's staying here with me and Roma." Antonio narrowed his eyes and took a step back to protect your limp form on the ground.

Romano was sitting next to you with his arms wrapped around you protectively. "_____! Ragazza wake up!" He shook you gently. Romano still had his sword at the ready just in case anyone tried anything.

Your eyes fluttered open slowly and you immediately held the back of your head in pain. "Ah... Romano.. What?" You breathed.

"_____! You have to convince them to let you go!" Future Lukas yelled. "We'll take you home!"

"Her home's in Scotland with me!" Allistair growled back.

You shook the dizziness out of your vision and held your throbbing head. "Ah... Roma I have to go with them," you explained.

He shook his head desperately. "No you can't go... We've just started getting to know each other..."

"I know. It's just, you don't understand... I don't belong here... Please let me go.." You pleaded him, looking deep into his sad eyes.

He broke your strong gaze and looked away. "I..."

"Please."

Romano smiled sadly. "I understand. I'll miss you..."

You placed your hand on his cheek. "You'll see me again. I promise... Wait for me."

"Always.." He paused then turned to Antonio, "Toni! Let the Ragazza go home!"

Spain looked back at Romano like he had seven heads. "¡¿Qué?¡ ... Why?"

"Just do it. She has to go with them..."

Antonio looked deep into Romano's eyes and saw sincere, raw emotion. Grief. Sadness. Regret. "But..." Then he looked at you and saw the same. "... Fine..." His sword dropped to the ground with a clang. "We surrender..."

You smiled widely. "Grazie Roma." You gave him a quick peck on the lips. It was over before it began much to his dismay. You did the same for Antonio. "Gracias Toni, we will meet again. I promise you."

He closed his eyes and gave you a sad smile. "I'll hold you to it chica."

"Well we don't surrender! _____! What has gotten into you?! Don't ye want to come home?!" Allistair exclaimed loudly.

Lukas rolled his eyes. "She is going home you loud idiot. Now, *prohibere!" He pointed at the group of countries and just like that they froze in their tracts.

"Let's go _____!" Denmark grinned.

"Yes," Norway cracked his knuckles. "We should go."

...

"Wait!" Hungary called out.

"Huh?"

"Vlad, why don't we just go back to the exact time both Americas touched?" Hungary deadpanned.

"Well first things first, we needed to return some of the _____s back to their time. Secondly, it was good practice for you. And third I just like to hangout with you~" He chuckled.

"I would be mad but I think I understand.. Now, let's go!!" Eliza grabbed on to Vlad's hand and thought of where she wanted to go. The watch glowed on her wrist and they were gone.

"Wait wha---?!" Was all he has time to say before he was whisked away.