Venice. The personifications of America, Italy, France, Japan, Germany, England, Canada and Russia had been staying in the beautiful Italian city for the last week.

There had been no time for sight seeing or travelling though, their week had been filled full of meetings, today being the last; and it had just began.

"Okay dudes, I need to say something!"

The seven others in the room turned to Alfred, their expressions showing confusion and curiosity.

"So after the meeting yesterday I was starving, so I wandered around until I found a place to eat." Alfred started his explanation. "I was seated and waiting for my food when I overheard some strange rumours."

"What sort of rumours?" Francis interrupted, a smirk decorating his face as he gave a low chuckle.

Arthur only sighed before smacking the blonde. "Not those types of rumours you pervert!"

"Hey! I wasn't done you know!" Alfred intervened, silencing the room before a fight broke out.

"Thank you. The rumours I heard were strange because they mentioned a haunted island just off Venice's shores. I can't remember what it's called though? It started with P." the American finished, everyone was now curiously listening, all except for one Italian.

Feliciano couldn't believe what he was hearing. Alfred was talking about Poveglia.

"Alfred." Feliciano began, his tone as serious as it had ever been. This attracted the room's attention, questioning and surprised looks were sent his way.

Ludwig and Kiku especially felt worried for their long time friend, having never seen him so serious.

"You were talking about Poveglia weren't you?"

Alfred gave a start before exclaiming. "Yeah that's what it was called! So I was thinking, why don't we go and check it out?"

That was it for Feliciano. He couldn't go back to that place, and would never choose too. There were reasons it was 'haunted', reasons he did not want to relieve.

As the others silently agreed with Alfred, the auburn haired Italian stood, his chair screeching against the wooden floor.

All eyes fell upon him once more.

"Feliciano, what's wrong?" Ludwig spoke up, showing worry for the shorter male.

"No. I can't let you go to Poveglia." Feliciano stated, his tone full of emotion, but his face blank. The most surprising thing though, was that the Italian had opened his eyes, revealing a beautiful gold colour.

"I knew you'd agre- Wait what?!" Alfred started happily before letting out an exclamation of shock.

"I would've liked to see this 'haunted island'." Francis mumbled under his breath, a questioning look on his face.

Arthur looked appalled, not having seen Feliciano act so serious, not since at least the 1500's.

"Da, I be wondering why too?" Ivan decided to speak up, Feliciano not even quivering from the look he received.

Ludwig could only gape in shock, not expecting to hear something so raw from the normally happy-go-lucky male.

Kiku couldn't quite believe it himself, his expression revealing none of his worry and surprise though.

Mathew, who was like a best friend to Feli, the Italian being able to notice him a lot more then everyone else, wondered what was up, too. It wasn't like him to act like this.

"Why dude?" Alfred whined, concealing some of his earlier shock. He stood too, leaning forward onto the table.

Everyone's gazes were focused on what Feliciano was going to reply with.

Said Italian held up a finger. "Ve~ travelling to or anywhere near Poveglia is illegal." He held up another finger."Poveglia is somewhere you wish to never set foot. If you knew what had occurred there... we wouldn't even be having this conversation." Both Feliciano's tone and expression were solemn. He also sounded as if he were about to burst into tears at any moment, but it wasn't mentioned.

Instead of taking his seat placidly, the Italian continued. "People who step on a Poveglia will have nightmares for weeks, if not months... that is if they make it off."

The others sat in silence, not knowing what to say or do. They all still had their hearts set on discovering Poveglia, what occurred there couldn't harm them anyway.

"Feli. That's a nice story and all, but that won't stop us from going to Poveglia." Alfred explained, the others nodding and agreeing with him.

Now it was Feliciano's turn to gape in horror. They'd ignored his words. They had no idea what they getting themselves into, and he couldn't sit here any longer.

"Well, I warned you at least. Since you're all so determined to visit Poveglia, I'll tell you that you won't survive the night. You'll fall victim to him.
And, if you die on Poveglia, you won't be allowed off. Buongiorno." with those last words, Feliciano left the large meeting room, the doors swinging shut as he pushed past them.

The rest of the room was silent. It was obvious that Feliciano wouldn't be joining them on this journey.

"What'd he mean by 'him'?" Alfred broke the silence, his question creating a series of new questions just waiting to be answered.

"Feliciano said that if you die on Poveglia, you can't leave. What exactly happened on that island?" Arthur asked, his voice quietening the seven other's.

"Let's not get killed then, da?" the Russian's tone sent shivers done their spine's. Alfred had only just noticed that the room had dulled, the sky outside the large windows turning grey.

"Looks like rain." he muttered absentmindedly, packing up his stuff.

"What about the meeting?" Ludwig paused to ask, concerned about what their bosses would think if they slacked off from their work.

"Don't worry mon ami, let's take this day off and relax." Francis calmed the German slightly.

"Come on let's go! We don't have all day!" with a laugh, Alfred was racing from the room, the other six members following behind him, Feliciano's warnings had fallen to the backs of their mind's.

First chapter finished. I've been wanting to write this story for awhile now, only just doing so though.

I hope you liked the story so far and the idea I was going for.

My inspiration behind this story was the story behind Poveglia. The small island located just off Venetian shores. I read about it, saw pictures and even watched a video about what occurred at Poveglia, and it made me want to write a Hetalia fanfic about it.

-Ella