Prologue
"Alfred….. I-I'm so-a sorry!" He cried.
"Sorry? You betrayed me! You betrayed us all Feliciano!" Alfred yelled back. Their wands pointed at one another. Behind Alfred stood them all. All his friends. Elizabeta, Ludwig, Kiku, Arthur, Francis, Jan, Matthew… all of them. Behind Feliciano stood several people dressed in black cloaks.
"I-a never wanted this to happen….. They're-a making me please you-a have to understand!" He yelled.
"Killing me?! Is that what it takes for you to join them Feli? The filthy death eaters? Huh? Feliciano, I'm sorry, but I cannot die," He responded.
"A-And I'll-a die if you don't kill me anyways," He responded tears now falling from the Italians face.
"I hope we can sort this out when we're both dead, "Alfred hisses.
"Hurry up Feliciano, We don't have all day," One of the voices hissed from his cloak. Feli's hand shook as he held his wand still pointed at Alfred. He closed his eyes and used his other hand to steady his hand.
"I said hurry up! Crucio!" The voice casted at Feli. Feli let out an agonizing scream falling to the ground. His screams became inhuman, impossibly inhuman. The death eater stopped the curse and looked down at the Italian who laid on the ground breathing hard. Elizabeta was crying into Gilbert's shoulder. Her sobs were nothing through the chaos of the stand off. Yet something edged into her voice through the cries. Feliciano couldn't make it out through his own pain and heart beating fast in his ears, but he knew the sound. The small hint of laughter he heard. He knew he heard it coming from somewhere around him. The woman who turned him was nearby…. and she was going to torture him when she got her hands on him. He didn't that to happen. She could do anything to him. As long as he survived in the end.
"Imperio," The voice muttered his wand pointed at Feli. Feli's seemingly limp body began to move and Feliciano writhed fighting the curse. He fought as the man made him raise his wand pointing it at Alfred.
"NO," He yelled inside his head breaking the curse and falling to the ground. His heart beat abnormally fast as he weakly stood up steadying himself up. Tears still fell down his face as he pointed his wand at the other male once again.
"P-please f-forgive me….. everyone," The Italian muttered.
"Avada Kedavra!"