"Come on, bella!" Italy cried, running. Romano followed after him, pulling along the girl Italy had called to. Her name was Heidi Beilschmidt but she was better known as Vatican City. She had very German name for someone who was Italian; the three thought it made her unique, especially with her childhood story- She had known Holy Roman Empire. But because of people being unable to pronounce her name, she had adopted an Italian name, Bellatrix Vargas.
So the two Italians and Germanic-Italian ran away, being chased by the Muslims on their trail. They ran into a forest, quickly loosing their chasers. But the trio continued running until they reached a hill that was bare of trees, allowing them to see all the way to the Vatican City.
The girl's face fell. "Rome has fallen..." Her face contorted to one of anger and her fists clenched, tears threatening to fall from her eyes. "I should have stayed with the pope! I abandoned him, I ABANDONED him!"
"No, belle! If we'd stayed, the fucking Muslims would've tried to kill you!" Romano cried. "The pope would want for you to stay with us. As long as your safe, the Catholic Church is safe."
Vatican City looked at him sadly, but took his word for it.
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A/n: 'Sup? Sorry I posted the stories out of order... *sweatdrops* Here's the story between Greenland's story and the second part of my story.