I wasn't swamped with homework, so I decided to finished what I had with this chapter. Also, something I forgot to mention in the last chapter is that I don't own Hetalia or it's characters. I just own Alaska, Texas, Red, and Breeze, for they are my Ocs and fursona. Human names are used by Breeze and Red. Other than that, I hope you enjoy a new chapter!
Chapter Two; Italy?!
When Italy didn't call him to say he got home safely, Geramy went over to his house to see what was the matter. He went up to the frount door to find that it was unlocked. This confused him, for Italy never keeps his door unlocked.
Germay went inside and called out, "Italy?"
A couple of seconds later he heard a door close. "Italy?" He called again.
He got no answer but did hear a loud thump. "Italy?!" He called a bit louder this time.
A low groan was heard from Italy's bedroom. "Italy!" Germany yelled, running for his ally's, maybe lover's, room.
When he got upstairs, he saw that the bedroom door was closed. "Italy?" Germany called.
No answer. Germany started to worry about the small nation. "Italy, open this door!" He told the Italian.
Still no answer. "I'm coming in there!" Germany yelled.
He tried to open the doot, but it was locked. "Why is the door locked?!" He yelled, louder than he ment to.
A groan was heard from behind the door. "Italy!?" Germany yelled, breaking down the door.
What he saw made hs heart sink. HIs little Italy on the floor with a pool of blood surrounding him. "ITALY!?"
Germany ran over to Italy and checked for a was still there but weak. Germany sighed with relief. He pulled out his phone and called the first number that came to mind, Romano's. Germany wasn't sure if he could trust the nearest hospital.
He told Romano that Italy hadn't called him, do he went over to check on the small nation. Germany then told Romano the state he found Italy in.
"My brother is WHAT!?" Germany heard over the phone.
"I told you, he is b-bleeding from what looks like a c-chest wound. I think that he-he might have s-stabbed himself." Germany said trying not to cry.
The line was silrnt for a while, aside from the sound of someone yelling in spanish. A moment later, Germany heard Romano yell, "I'm coming over there to see if you're telling the truth!"
"Why would I be lying?!" Germany yelled back but before he could get a answer the line went dead.
Romano hung up his phone. Spain had heard him yell and came up behind him to see what was the matter. Romano choked back a sob and turned to bury his face in the Spaniard's chest, for he knew Spain was there. Spain let him and, although confused, hugged him in return.
"That potato bastard better be lying.." Romano said once he calmed down enough.
"What would he be lying about?" Spain asked him gently.
"He said that my fratello st-stabbed hi-himself!" Romano sobbed, buring his face deeper into Spain's chest.
Spain started to rub circles on his back while whispering calming words to him.
Romano eventually calmed down enough to go over to Italy's house, for he only lived a mile away. Though he could, Spain drove Romano to the house. When they got here the frount door was open. Fear and confusion flashed through Romano for a second, but he quickly ignored it.
He got out of the car and went into the house, Spain right behind him. The smell of blood surrounded the house, making Romano gag. "i sure hope that this is a sick joke..." Spain said, mostly to himself.
Romano nodded in agreement. They started walking to the stairs when Germany came down. There was blood staining his shirt and pants. "What the hell!?" Romano yelled. "Why are you covered in blood and who's is it?!"
"It's Italy's.." Germany replied horsely.
"Let me see him.' Romano demanded.
Germany motioned him to follow and went back upstairs. Romano followed with Spain followinf close behind him. When they got upstairs, the smell of blood grew stronger. Romano never really liked the smell and had to cover his nose and mouth to keep from smelling it. His heart sank when they reached Italy's bedroom.
The door was kicked off it's hinges. There was a shape on the floor with blood surrounding it. Romano recognised it immediataly. "Veneciano!" He yelled.
Romano ran over to his brother. He was breathing but was still bleeding heavily. The bandages over the wound were soaked with his blood.
Spain came up behind Romano and placed a hand on his shoulder. Romano started to shake in both fear and anger. Spain felt him shake and started to hug him from behind. "Let go.." Romano growled.
"No..." Spain said, hugging him tighter.
"Fine.." Romano sighed, knowing Spain wouldn't let no matter what because of what happened a few years ago. "Potato Head, did you call an ambulance?"
"No..." Germany said while looking down at the floor, "I didn't think that I could trust them due to us being nations.."
"IDIOTA!" Romano yelled.
Spain let go as Romano quickly grabbed his phone from his pocket. He started shaking again as he called the nearest hospital. "Hello?! My brother is bleeding from a c-chest wound! I think that h-he might have st-stabbed himself!" He told the lady over the phone.
"Okay sir, tell me where you two are and we can take care of your brother." She said.
Romano told her where Italy lived. "Okay. We'llbe over as soon as we can." The lady told him.
"Grazie!" Roamano said, hanging up.
He turned back to his brother and said, "Mi dispiace , fratello. Ho dovuto vedere i segni ! Avrei dovuto essere un fratello migliore! Se l'ho fatto , allora non sarebbe stato così !"
By the time the ambulance arrived and got Italy to the hospital, he had lost a lot of blood. The doctors had to rush him into the emergency room. Romano, Spain, and Germany were forced to stay in a waiting room.
Soon enough, the news about Italy reached the other personifications, as well as some others. The only one's that came, though, were Japan, America, Russia, France, China, England, Canada, and Prussia. Breeze and Red came as well.
Breeze was the first to arrive, in human form and with his cloak up. "Any news on Feliciano?" He asked when he go into the waiting room.
"No, not yet." Spain answered.
Breeze nodded and sat down next to Germany. "How did you get here so fast?" Romano asked the Spirit Caster(Breeze).
"Red flew me." Breeze answered.
"And where is he?" Germany asked.
"He had to do something before he comes inside." Breeze said, turning his head away in what seemed like shame.
None of the nations present questioned him. A moment later, Prussia arrived while pulling along a sleepy, yet worried, Canadian. "We heard that Italy was stabbed! Will he be okay" Prussia asked.
"Hopefully." Germany Replied.
Romano open his mouth to say something but was intterupted by American running into the room with Russia close behind him. "Where Feliks(Alaska)?" Breeze asked.
"He got into another fight with Texas." Russia answered him.
"We got them to stop and came here immediately." America added. "Will the little dude be okay? We heard he was stabbed."
"All we can be sure of id that we can trust these doctors with him." Romano flashed a look at Germany. "They've help us before, s-"
He was intterupted by Spain yelling, "What?!"
"Not like that, idiota!" Romano yelled, looking down at his lap.
Spain stated yelling at Romano in spanish, which caused him to yell back. As they were arguing, France and England arrived with confused looks on their faces. "Hello Francis, Arthur." Breeze said as he got up and greeted them.
That got Spain and Romano to stop. "Oh! Hola..." Spain said, going back to his seat.
"We heard that Italy was stabbed.. How was he stabbed?" England asked.
Romano flinched and looked down at the floor. " We think he might have stabbed himself.." He said, not looking up at their faces.
Everyone but Spain and Germany gasped. "What are ya'll supprized about?" Red, in human form, asked as he came into the room.
"Italy... Why would he do that?" Prussia asked.
"We don't know." Spain said, eyes tearing up again.
Red looked over to Breeze with a confused look on his face. Breeze called him over and started to speak in a language only they understand. When Breeze finished speaking, Red gasped and started to speak in the same language, questioning clear in his voice. Breeze only nodded.
"I.. I don't know what to say.." France whispered to himself then spoke louder, "He doesn't seem like someone who would..."
His voice trailed away and everyone nodded in agreement. After what seemed like hours, China and Japan came into the room. "Why is everyone so upset?" Japan asked.
Before anyone could answer, a nurse came into the room. He told everyone the state Italy was in and Romano stared at the nurse, eyes wide. When the nurse stopped talking, Romano ran to Italy's room, tears falling down his cheeks.
Yay! Another chapter done and it's longer! Anyways, time to explain somethings.
Alaska and Texas are indeed states that I have personified. They are act like brothers even though Texas is adopted and they know it. Alaska is the biological son of America and Russia. Don't ask me how, for I don't even know how. I personified him because I wanted a RusAme child. I personified Texas because I wanted Alaska to have a sibling and because Texas was origanally a nation.
Red is one of my many ocs and full name is Redmanelion. He is a character that I play as on a game called, "World of Warcraft." Red's full story and explanation will be another fan-fiction I'll do later if you guys wish it.
Breeze is my fursona and oc. His species is one I created called, "Spirit Caster." Spirit Casters can turn into their spirit animal, or in Breeze's case, a human if they were born an animal. they can use the spirit of the Universe and cast spells and such. Some can use more Spirit than others, like Breeze. (God, that makes in sound like a gary-sue!)
Now for the cloak thing with Breeze. Some Shapeshifters can use a limited amount of magic. Breeze is one of them. He doesn't like the fact that he has scars from the mansion, (HetaOni, I'm going to do a fan-fiction on that) so he uses his magic to hide them.
Last explanation, why Breeze looked away in shame. This is funny XD. So, Red was in a PVP battleground before he heard about Italy and Breeze used his magic to teleport him out of it just as he was about to win. The thing Red had to do was go apologize to the group he was with.
Okay, I'm done with explaining somethings. Feel free to review and thanks for reading.
CrazyRed out!
