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Hetalian Legendz.

Chapter 1: Dream? Or reality?

Chibitalia and Hungary were inside, scared.
"Miss Hungary! What happened to Mister Austria? I'm scared!" (S)he said, crying as a flame was outside the window.
Hungary was trying to not to cry as she wiped a tear from Italy.

"Don't worry Italy, Mister Austria saved us...So please let him be okay!" Hungary told the little country.
Chibitalia cried again, "Please let Holy Rome be okay!" he said, hugging Hungary even tighter.
It was until a hard knock on the door scared both the countries.

They ran as fast as they could, until a hard blast from a window knocked Hungary out.
"Miss Hungary!" Chibitalia went towards the older country.
"Italy! Listen to me!" Hungary said with her breath beeing seen from the unknown cold war.

Chibitalia stopped, seeing Hungary's sad eyes.
"Go down to the basement, Go down there and pretend that this was all a bad dream!" She said, as she turned into a dark purple crystal.
Chibitalia ran as fast as he could, trying until a shadowy creature blocked his way.

He then ran to the other way, not wanting to see the scary creature.
The little country saw Hungary's frozen state in the dark purple crystal.
Chibitalia cried seeing her in this state.

But a roar was heard, he ran again.
Trying to pretend that he was being chased by Austria, but didn't work as he saved both hungary and Chibitalia.
He then saw the room that he was always put into by Austria whenever he misbehaved.

Chibitalia went in it, and closed it.
He hoped that it was going to be safe.
But he was wrong, the door was burning, and a creature with horns was in the flames.
The little country hid in the leftover box, the only safe hiding spot.

He whimpered as the creature's footsteps were coming closer.
"Leave us alone!" He cried.

A little while later, Chibitalia fell asleep, hoping for it to be over.
He heard the soft footsteps, got out of the leftovers box.
Chibitalia saw that the door that was burnt there again.

It was as if it didn't happen.
The footsteps stopped, and the door opened.
It was Austria and Hungary!

"Italy?" Austria's first words were this.
The little country cried. Seeing the two people he knew were alive.
He then ran towards them, and jumped onto Austria, hugging him.

Austria and Hungary saw him crying, as if he was all alone.
"Don't worry Italy. We're here." Austria said hugging the little country back.
"So the creatures are gone now?" Chibitalia asked.
Both the big countries were confused.

"What creatures?" Austria asked. Wondering why Chibitalia asked such a question.
The little country was confused. "But the creatures! The war with them! You two turning into crystals!"
"There, there, it was a dream. Italy." Hungary told him.

A little while later, Austria, Hungary and Chibitalia were in the music room.
Austria was playing the piano again. And Hungry and the little country Italy were listening to him play.
The little country was getting to grow tired again. sleeping on Hungary's lap.

thousand years later.

Italy woke up, it was late summer of 2012 now.
He looked up at the bright morning sky.
"A dream? Or reality?" He asked himself.

The pasta loving country got up.
And showered, put his clothes on, and went to the kitchen where Japan and Germany were in now.
"Good morning Itary." Japan said, it was his turn to cook breakfast.

"Guten Morgen." Germany said. Seeing that Italy was awake.
"Veee!" Italy smiled at his friends. But he hid it vary well, not wanting his friends to see him sad.
It was a very quiet morning for them.

It was now time for training for Japan and Italy.
And Germany as usual, looked on the training.
He saw that, as in his point of view, Italy staggering again from his usual cowardly self behind Japan.

"Japan! Wait up!" Italy shouted as he was trying to catch up to the nation.
But Japan didn't wait for him.
As Italy looked up, a dragon shaped cloud came by.

"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH! THE CREATURE'S TRYING TO GET ME!" Italy screamed, running the other way.
"ITALY!" Germany yelled at the pasta loving nation.

Back at Japan's house, Japan was cooking.
"Where's Italy?" Germany asked, he lectured Italy again for running away.
"He said he wasn't hungry, very strange for him to have a huge appetite, but not hungry." Japan told him.

Germany knew about Italy's very big hunger for anything. (Mostly for pasta.)
But he was worried about his friend as he said a creature was trying to get him.
"I'll talk to him in the morning." He said to himself.

Italy was in his room, drawing.
One drawing had the same cloudy creature.
And another one a dark purple crystal.

He somehow remembered this.
Italy thought that it was a dream.
Maybe it was just a hallucination.

The boot nation looked at the moon.
"Maybe I'm just tired." he told himself.

When Italy opened his eyes, he wasn't in his bed anymore.
He was somewhere else!
But he saw the Leaning Tower of Pisa destroyed! And in the same dark purple crystal.

He heard the same roars, and then he looked up.
Something shadowy and foreboding.
It was giant, with blood red eyes.

"It's just a dream! It's just a dream!" Italy told himself.
Suddenly, dark shadows walked towards him.
The Pasta lover ran away, not knowing what was chasing him.

Italy kept on running, but he didn't seem to be going anywhere.
He wanted to scream. But Italy was busy running.
As he ran, Italy tripped.

The nation covered himself, crying.
"It's...Just...A...Dream..."
"It's...Just...A dream..."
"It's...Just a dream!"
"IT JUST A DREAM!"

Italy cried, he wanted out of this dream.
The country calmed down as a light went into his face.
He calmed down. "Don't worry." Was what the calming voice told him.

Italy calmed down, seeing that the Leaning Tower of Pisa rebuilt.
He was happy, and seeing a little ball of light coming towards him.

It was morning, and Italy was woken up.
"It was just a dream..." Italy said to himself.
"What was just a dream?" A new voice asked.

Italy froze, he slowly turned his head around.
There, in front of his dresser, was a dragon!

This one had orangeish reddish skin, with a light peach skin from it's belly to over it's mouth, huge dark brown claws. dark brown eyes, and brown horns.
And he was wearing a dark jacket with white fur around the arms and neck.

Italy wasn't able to speak.
"Well, speak something."
"GERMANY! ! !"

Italy ran out of his room.
"Well, that wasn't a good introduction."

"Germany!" Italy cried to the kitchen, as his friend was eating.
"Vat is it?" he asked the crying Italian.
But Italy was to fast to understand.

"Yo! Speak slower." said another new voice.
The Italian saw a lion with wings (In his point of view)
He had yellowish brown fur, bright red mane, Yellow and green headband, dark red eyes, navy blue gloves with and two spike coming out of the arms, and a yellow belt.
Italy screamed again.