Chapter 1

In 2017, a plague began to spread around the world, beginning with

Italy...

It was about 5:00 P.M when an emergency meeting was being held in the NATO headquarters in Brussels, Belgium. America stood up from his seat.

"Italy deserves to be punished for this!" he shouted. A few other countries nodded in agreement.

"Punished for what, America?" Germany asked. "He didn't do anything wrong!"

"Several other countries are ill and some of them even died!" England exclaimed. Once again, a few others nodded. Belgium, who stood in the corner of the room, started coughing.

"I might die," she said quietly, "all because of this horrible plague." Greece and Iceland were also coughing.

"But Italy didn't do any of this on purpose! If that were the case, than he would've said so," Germany stated, "right, Italy?"

Italy quickly looked up at his friend. "Uh-uh, yeah! Of course!"

America rolled his eyes and shook his head. "Liar."

"Liar?"

Then, the countries all burst into arguments. Italy tried to listen to them, but he couldn't catch a lot of it. Their voices were loud and angry, which terrified him. He saw Spain even begin to cry.

"Just because a bubonic plague begins in a country doesn't mean it's their fault!" Germany yelled.

"Yes it is! Especially since Italy is a healthy country! It doesn't make sense that a plague would begin there unless it was on purpose!" France cried.

"Are you stupid?!"

"How do we know it's not Germany's fault?" Poland asked.

"Where the hell would you even get an idea like that?!" he retorted.

"Because you're defending Italy!"

"SHUT UP, AMERICA!"

Italy looked down shamefully. "Shut up..."

"If this continues, this could mean the end of the world." Norway said.

"Don't be so dramatic! Jesus Christ!"

Germany was clearly getting infuriated, because his face was blood red. "You know, Italy doesn't even deserve to be in this alliance!" America said loudly. "Let's boot him!"

"DON'T DO THAT, YOU IDIOT!"

Ignoring Germany's demand, America got on the table.

"Italy is NO longer in this alliance!"

The room went dead silent for a moment, until the shouting began once again.

"Shut up..." Italy whispered. "Shut up...shut up..."

"YOU CAN'T JUST DO THAT!" Germany was absolutely livid. "YOU GUYS ARE ALLIES, ALLIES!"

"Not anymore, and if you keep going, you might get kicked out too!"

"FUCK YOU AMERICA!"

"Fuck you, Germany!"

Once again, everyone was screaming. It was mostly America and Germany, but France and Poland joined in and made it louder.

"You're only defending Italy because you feel bad about how weak and pathetic he is!"
"That's not true!"

Italy's eyes widened, then, he took a deep breath.

"Shut UP!"

His voice echoed throughout the room, then everyone became silent.

"I don't deserve any of this! I'm leaving you, and I hope you all die! I hope you all die a SLOW AND PAINFUL DEATH!"

He cried as he ran out the door and down the halls to exit the building. His tears were making it hard to see, but he kept running. He eventually made it to his car and drove away. He didn't care where; he just wanted to get away from those bastards.