A/N: Hello there. This was a story I came up with during the summer, mostly in August. Yet in all this time, I never had the time to post it. I stiil need to edit this, so critism is welcome. Just please do not flame, as it is not nice, enough said. The basis for this was inspired from researching national animals, and lo and behold, I found Italy's. Hence the title, but I'm not spoiling things now ;P. Read, wait, and see.

Tell me what you think: love, hate, neutral, whatever you feel. Review and rate please!

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HETALIA.

However, the OC is mine.

My friends, read and enjoy!

~UnknownPaws


Prologue

In an old city, just off the coast of an old fishery cove, a factory sat alongside the side of a cliff. Ruined, rusted and decayed to near rubble, the old building lay on an outcrop of rocks, half sunk underwater. A once lively place of research, abandoned for decades. Like the city, before the radiation destroyed everything that prospered and lived. It swamped the area like pea soup fog, polluting the black sky and grey ashen soil. The people had left long ago; they had no reason to stay in such a miserable place. The ones who did, mutation took over their minds and made them mad.

Crazed to the core, they started fighting amongst one another, as disease ate away them from the inside. First one fell, then three, and finally an insane fear took over the hearts of the people. They became frantic, desperate for an escape from their torture. But as more succumbed, they lost the very will that kept them whole.

Negativity was all that was existed here.

Then a man of many words arrived on the scene. He was young, handsome, spoke in a soft foreign tongue, and had an air of curiosity to him. To the insane minds of the people, he was angel, beautiful and heartfelt with every single word he spoke. His pleasant mannerisms and simple-modest-man attitude drew them in, like bears to honey.

Their eyes were blind, for they never could fully see underneath the other shell of beauty this wonderful, wonderful man. Beneath the pale, unmarked youthful face and skin lay a hideous creature, full of vanity and venom. An envy serpent with ice eyes coiled around his heart, thin tongue flicking over his veins. A man of science, he traveled for miles around from town to town. Homes he'd been to were left abandoned after days of his arrival. People he'd befriend would go 'missing'. Places would be left in the rubble of his destruction.

They were his; his test subjects to the many experiments and ideas he conducted. But none were ripe enough, not good enough. They were useless, so he wiped their memories and threw them away. Leaving them on an old country road to fend for themselves. Most wandered off, lost forever.

The man grew increasingly frustrated, and traveled far and wide in search for something. He needed people who were good enough, who were dull enough to do what ever his bidding enabled. The others before fought back too much to work with.

Finally, he came upon the old city, left alone for ten years due to a malfunction at a centre nuclear plant. The radiation had spread throughout the area, anything in its path wrecked. Even the people had lost their minds. No one would bat an eye to such a despairing location.

But it was perfect; completely perfect.

It had everything he'd so longingly desired; the barren locations, resources, and test rats.

It was his unlocked treasure chest.

At first, he put on the normal charade of innocence and curiosity. But, he soon realized that he needn't do anything; the people were already lost of sound mind. So he studied them, and came up with a wicked solution. For every single resident, he promised a cure for their disease, promised to help them.

The people readily agreed.

He built a factory on the edge of a cliff, it's purposed served as a laboratory, and would drag citizens there on a daily basis. No one heard the high pitched screams or the cries of agony ringing out through the silent sky. The people cheered merrily, singing of their savoir along the dirty streets. Never did they notice that those people never came back

In this time, the man had been driven into an unspeakable rage; no matter what he did, or what he used, his experiments always failed. The test subjects make no moves against him, no, they let him do whatever he pleased to them. If he wanted to feed them poison, they ate it. If he wanted to send electricity coursing through their body, they let him. They did as he wanted.

It was more the fact that none of them were able to survive the experiments in general. He would give them antidotes, but they always choked it up. In the end, he gave up and was left with a failure by morning.

They would lie there, and it was in those moments too late that they realize what a monster this man was. Then they would fade way, on that iron table.

The others never realized it.

Not until it was too late.

Eventually, there was no one left but the man in that lonely laboratory of his. For years, he wandered aimlessly in his solitude, wracked by the disaster of his failure. His anger and stubborn pride caused him to lock himself away from the rest of the world, and slowly, he fell further into madness.

The factory slowly became a mess of iron and steel, and one year, the cliff it was standing on gave way and crumbled underneath, sending the building tumbling head on into the sea. People came by to search the wreckage, but nothing was found in the old, worn down factory. The building had sustained much damage, and half of it was sinking under the waters. There was no point looking further, they decided.

And so, the place was left alone for a long, long time.

Then one night, for the first time in thirty years, the lights of the rusted laboratory flicked to life. A low hum cut through the noise of the waves, as the air sparked and crackled.

An aged man stood over a broken, slimy table, muttering slurred words while working at something large. His hands shook unsteadily as he switched off the complicated machine beside him, shutting off all the power in the small, cramped room half flooded with water. For moments, there was nothing but the smell of rotting fish and rusty metal. The man stared emotionlessly at the table, his mind void of any thoughts, of any notification of yet another failure. The failure of the experiment he'd worked on for a long, long time now.

Then a low growl cut through the air, as sparks of electricity shot out of the many contraptions, machines and lights. Upon the table, where the shadow of the beast lay, a pair of yellow eyes snapped open in the darkness.

It blinked.

It strafed to the left, then to the right.

Finally, it landed upon the old man, standing a foot away from the table.

His eyes were wide in astonishment, face pale and lips set in a thin line; it was unbelievable, even for him.

The creature stared long and hard at the man, thickly built chest rising and falling with each breath. Then its ears flattened against its skull, and a threatening growl tore from its throat. Coarse fur rose on end as the beast clambered upright. Razor sharp teeth, dripping with saliva, were bared in aggression as the man could do nothing but stare at the monsterous beast before him.

An eerie howl was sounded through the night before it lunged.

Out side, the waves rolled and crashed against the metal sides of the factory. Clouds scattered the sky, but without rain. Wind roared past and into the newly formed hole in the side of the building. The room was already flooding with seawater, as machinery and loose wires crackled and sparked. Shards of glass covered the floor, and amongst the wreckage lay the broken, mangled body of a mad man, a mad scientist; red dyed the blue waters of the ocean.

And in the distance outside, the shadow of an angry beast could be seen fleeing the scene.


A/N: So here is the prolouge. I hope it is good in terms of style and writing in general.

For the record, I do have a tendancy to write most of my scene widst listening to audio of some kind. This includes soundtracks, songs, or even a random playlist from my Media player (which can get extremely odd when it is set on random, let me tell you).

For this one chapter, I was listening to a back and forth banter of "Comatose" by Skillet and "Requiem For a Dream" from the LOTR soundtrack.

Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this first chapter (prolouge actually, but details, details and such).

Please rate and review if you wish!