Author's Note: I have read that a lot of stuff saying that Germany might be an older version Holy Roman Empire, I read a lot of stuff saying the exact opposite, and a lot of stuff in between, but that did got me to think; If Holy Roman Empire did died and was a total separated person from Germany, then what would it be like if he suddenly comes back as spirit to see how Italy is doing after not seeing him for so long. So that where this story comes from. Anyways I hope you like this.

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia

Constructive criticism is always welcome


It was a Peaceful day, as I was walking down the street in what people who live here would call a city, looking for the girl, that I loved ever since I was alive. The representation of northern Italy, Italy or as I like to call her Italia.

She was the nicest, the gentlest person you ever want to meet; she the most beautiful woman I had ever seen.

It still hurts thinking back to the day where I lost everything, that battle, my life, and my people; Italia must have been really hurt when she got the new that I had died, even after all these centuries I'm sure that it still hurts her. It make angry that It was my fault the; I had to leave her, but I know couldn't change the past not me not any one and thus I had learned to accept my fate.

I'm sure, she has found another guy to love by now, but I'd still be there for her no matter what; Even though my body been destroyed my love and loyalty has not.

When I had overheard, how well Italy was doing from the other fallen counties, who had adventured to the world of the living, I wanted to see for myself if what they were saying was true, so went off to the living world, in hopes of finding her.


As I was walking and I noticed how things had changed, everybody were using metal devices in one way or another, dirt covered roads was now rock covered, short stone buildings been replaced by tall brick and metal ones, It had changed so much that I had felt alienated, being here, but if Italia is here then I will get use to this.

I had kept on with my search for Italia, until I spotted Ms. Hungary and Mr. Austria talking to each other in front of a building.

Ms. Hungary seemed like she hadn't changed a bit over years, she still has that same sunny personality and has that flower hair clip in her hair. Mr. Austria seemed like hadn't changed ether, He still that the clam, but jerky guy I known from all those years ago.

I just stood watching from afar; No matter how much I may want to asked them where Italia is, I cannot because spirits can't interact with living people, unless ether the person is born with the power to see us like shaman, a spirit medium, or we a have really strong emotional tie to the person we trying to contact, or If the person have a certain device that allows living and the dead to communicated; Otherwise we are to watch in the back ground powerless to change anything; It's kind of Like watching a play and that there is no way Interrupted it, watching it go on, like you even don't exist; The most that we can do is touch the person, make certain places cold, drain the power out metal tools, or appear in reflections.


After they stopped talking, they then went is side the building. I then followed them in side, in hope they can lead to where Italia is.

As we walked in side I notice that where guards posted in front of the door. "Could this place, be so important that they need people protecting it?" I questioned myself.

We kept on moving until, we went into a large room. There were a lot of people at a table, too many to count in one place, sitting the chairs. Somewhere sitting quietly, while others were bothering some other people, and some were bothering the person right beside them. "Why would Mr. Austria and Ms. Hungary would go to a place like this?" I pondered for a bit, and then I recognized some people who were personified countries, then it hit me, these people must be personified courtiers and this a place must be a meeting some kind.

My hopes grew for finding my love. As Mr. Austria and Ms. Hungary had token their seats, I looked around to see if could find her, I had spotted some new nations I have never heard of, like this one guy who was being obnoxious, scheming out heroes and something called burgers, another guy who held a small white bear in his arms and looked almost identical to obnoxious guy expect he was sitting quietly in his chair being ignored; If I didn't know any better I would've thought he was another spirit, I feel bad feel that nation, and another nation who looked like he was tough guy and I'm rather certain that he is my younger brother. There was some other countries, I do know of, like there was the jerk, Ottoman Empire though he appeared to had changed his name to Turkey since I was gone and Italia's older brother Romano was still an Iterated foul mouth.

I looked all around for Italia, but couldn't see any trace of her. The only one that I had swan, that looked just like her was man who talking about pasta to an Asian nation who was sitting quietly in his chair.


After a few minutes of looking, my hopes decrease. I decided that was best wait this one out, until any of them, even so much as mentions Italia. I then took a seat an empty chair; I could just stand there without getting tired, but sitting a chair make feel like I was alive again at least somewhat.

The noisy chaos had continued, until the tough looking guy, put a stop to it by yelling at everyone in a rapid fire pace.


After he had finished the guy, who looked like Italia, raised his hand. "Germany call on his friend Italy" The tough guy said. If I still had a heart, it would've skipped a beat when he said Italy "There is no way that's Italia, there just no way, the Italia that I knew was girl, not a boy; it has to be a mistake? Yeah that's it, has to be, and I'm going to find out where the real Italia is" I thought.