A Different Perspective

How it all began...

It was supposed to be a normal day for Captain Kirkland. What with the skies being bluer than his younger brother's eyes and the fact that he had just finished raiding another of Antonio's Spanish ships. That was... until a white, shiny portal of some kind opened and dropped two people out of it and disappeared. Like I said it was supposed to be a normal day never said it was.

Anyway, Arthur Kirkland was looking at his loot when this happened and never saw the glowy portal. Though he sensed some kind of magical disturbance and looked away from the mostly gold items. What he saw was very peculiar for him. What he saw was very peculiar for him. On the deck of 'The Black Rose', his ship, were two people, strangers to him and his crew. There were a male and a female. The male looked around 20 and had wheat-coloured hair. He was wearing a weird brown leather jacket with the number 50 on it. He was also wearing strange blue trousers with just as strange red and white shoes. The female, however, looked very young and might even be a child. She had bright blonde hair brighter than the male's hair. She was wearing a short, light blue dress with a bow on the back, along with her rather child-inappropriate dress, she wore simple black shoes. Arthur couldn't see what their faces looked like as they were currently knocked out on the deck.

'But how did they get here' Arthur thought.

That is an excellent question Mr Kirkland and I will answer that right now. So for this answer, we'll have to go a few hours in the past ... or is it a few hundred years in the future?

Alfred F Jones, the personification of the USA was over at England's house. As usual. He was over there because he wanted to hang out. As usual. He wanted to hang out because he was bored. As usual. England didn't want Alfred over, but since he had some people over and didn't want to cause a ruckus, he let in any way. As usu- WAIT! England didn't usually have people over.

"Now America, these people are important to me so I don't want you to be a bloody fool at all while you're here, okay? England asked Alfred.

"Okie-Dokie Iggy!" Alfred exclaimed.

"Don't call me Iggy or you'll make her call me that too!" England retorted.

'Her?' Alfred questioned in his head.

They walked through the many corridors of England's old house until they finally entered a room. The room was simple enough, with cream coloured walls and two glossy wooden sofas with velvet red cushions to go with them. The strange thing was, was that there were five blondes in the room. The oldest looked about eighteen and the four others looked like quadruplets around 8 or 9. This confused Alfred a lot! 'Who were these people' He thought.

"Alfred, I think it's time you met my daughter, though one of many, and my grandchildren," England explained as if reading Alfred's mind. "This is my daughter Allyson, and my four grandkids Oscar, James, Ethan and Isla."

"Eyup Alfred, my dad's told me a lot about you! I used to get jealous when he would come home talking about you in the past. But now I don't care, I got me own to take care of now." The older women, Allyson, said in a broad Yorkshire accent.

"Umm... Hey, dudette who exactly are you?" Alfred asked unsure of what to say.

"Ahh, so dad never told you about us. Well, that's fine. Me and my siblings, who obviously aren't here right now, are the counties of England. I'm the personification of Yorkshire. But since Yorkshire was 'Split Apart' so to say, I'm technically not a county anymore but some people still say it is so here I am. Anyway, I've got to look after my sweet babies! These children are the personification of the 'split apart pieces of me. Kids introduce yourselves to Alfred now, don't be shy." She said urging the children to introduce themselves.