Ok so this came from my mind during art which was weird. Any way hope you like~

Romano limped down the dark hallway his breath decreasing as the laugh got closer. He turned and limped to the door and with no noise slipped in and turned on the light. There was France his blond hair covered in blood and dirt, while his clothes were tattered and torn. His eyes were not the normal blue but now a dull grey. Moving down small drops of blood fell from his mouth. Romano didn't want to know how he died and keep pressing on. farther down was Prussia and Canada, the limbs hanging onto each other as each had twenty different bullet wounds. Prussia didn't have his normal grin on, but a cold glare his ruby eyes still glowing in anger as his lover Canada was trying to get out from behind to help. Romano heard the laugh draw near and hurried on. Romano turned his head away from the next country. Spain the country of passion was leaning against the side wall his beloved axe was lodged in his chest. Romano remembered how both Spain and himself were going deeper into the house when a shadow crepted by the axe in hand. Romano didn't see the axe coming, however Spain did and pushed Romano out-of-the-way. Romano cried for an hour after his death before leaving the other's body behind. Now Romano wished he could have taken Spain with him, however the voice came closer with each wasted moment. Romano slipped and slid down the hallway passing America with a bat in his stomach and England with a knifeh in his heart. Romano fell in front of Germany who was sorry for what happen. Germany's hair was falling into his face as his chained body moved lightly to side to side. His eyes closed was fresh blood dripped down the body onto the already bloody floor. What really scared Romano was the intestines arranged to spell the word love. Romano cried in pain as a knife lodged into his back. "Ve~ found you fretello!"Romano spitted blood and growled at Italy. "You did now what feli?" "It means i win the game yay~"Italy smiled and with that shoot Romano three times. Later Italy walked out of the building his gun smoking lightly and his clothes covered with blood. "Ve now i need new playmates o well."He pulled out his phone and started to call the next group. Italy loved games, he loves them more when he wins.

I know this is short but i thought why not post it its something right? Ok if you want another one with all new people tell me and help me pick them thanks~