A/N: This is an ending i came up with after a three hour argument with a friend about me always writing some super sad, gorey, dpressing, joyless ending. So here's my poor excuse for a good happy ending to a terrible situation. I was planning on ending it death but too many people got pissed at me for it...mainly twilight loving friends that hate sadness in a story and dream to taylor swift. Here is goes, a demons try at being a sweet little angel. Hope you like it and review.
Ch3 Germany's Savior
This was it. He was ready to give up. He was too weak to move. He could no longer fight. He could barely open his eyes. He felt a presence walk next to him as he lay there, cold and trembling. 'Why don't they just fucking kill me already?'
He felt a hand wrap around his waist and another grab his legs and lift him up into the air, cradled in strong arms. A hand cupped his face "Bruder?"
Germany tensed 'Prussia?' He thought. He couldn't force himself to speak. He had not the energy nor the will.
"Bruder? Are you still able to hear me? Open your eyes. Show me you're still with me."
Germany summed up all the energy he could and opened his eyes to look up into two familiar red ones. His brother Prussia smiled "Good job little bruder. Now i need you to do something for me, can you do that?"
Germany thought 'What are you talking about bruder? I can't move. I can't do anything.'
Prussia looked concerned and scared as he spoke "Stay with me a little bit longer. Just a few more seconds okay West?"
Germany didn't understand 'Why? What's a few more seconds? What are you doing bruder?'
He watched as his brother reached into his jacket and pulled out a long metal spike. As silver as the moonlight and sharpened at one end. His brother looked down into his eyes. Fear ran through him 'Bruder!' He yelled in his mind. He was confused and scared. 'Bruder, what are you doing? What is that?'
He wanted to get away from his brother as fast as possible but his body wouldn't obey his commands. This wasn't his brother. This was a demon in disguise, it had to be. His brother wouldn't hurt him.
Prussia held it poised over Germany's heart, before speaking "Don't worry West. I'm doing this to help you. It will only hurt for a minute but it'll all be over soon, then you can rest." Tears filled Prussia's sad eyes as he plunged the spike deep into Germany's chest.
It was cold and the pain was numbed by the lack of feeling in his body, then he felt it. Sharp and stinging. Ice seemed to run through his body, quick and unstopping until it filled him. His eyes slipped shut, tears streaming down his brother's face and his own. "I'm sorry bruder..."
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Germany woke up gasping for air. He tried to sit up but his body hurt too much to move easily. He looked at his hands, watching spidery ink black lines disappear from his skin. It took him a moment to realize those lines were his veins. He began to panic as his body started spasming and convulsing wildly. Prussia leaned over his brother, trying to hold his shoulders as the convulsions faded. Germany's eyes rolling back in his head as he tried to fight against the movements. Prussia shook his brother gently snapping him out of his fear and panic "West! West, listen. Just let it happen bruder. Let it happen."
He obeyed, his chest tight like he was being crushed by a massive force. After a few seconds, he watched as the inky black lines disappeared from the rest of his body. When he had calmed down enough to speak he panted breathlessly "What was that?"
Prussia cradled him in his arms, holding his brother close against his chest. "It was a curse. It had almost killed you when i finally got to you."
"A curse?" He asked "What are you talking about?"
Prussia looked at his brother who pulled away and looked him in the eyes "Someone placed a curse on you. A strong and very deadly curse. Russia told me about it before. I've seen it in person a long time ago and knew what to do. When the target of the curse goes to sleep, they are thrown into their own hell and the longer you sleep the faster the dark poison moves through your body, slowly killing you and almost all who've been cursed have died before morning came. Those who survive, lived only because someone entered their mind while the afflicted slept and killed them. Those black lines show how far the poison had progressed. When they completely cover your body, you're dead then after you die, they go away and it looks like you just died in your sleep, peacefully."
Germany couldn't believe what he was hearing "How did you know?"
Prussia smiled "Italy told me. He woke up in the middle of the night because he was cold. He was laying next to you and your body tempature had dropped greatly so he came to me crying hysterically. When i saw the marks, i knew what had to be done. I'm sorry for what i did, West. If i hadn't done it...you wouldn't..." A tear fell from his brother's eyes.
Germany hugged his brother "Thank you Bruder." He wanted to say more but he knew those were the only words his older brother needed to hear for the moment.
A noise came from the doorway, catching the two german's attention as a small italian stood there, tears streaming down his cheeks, trembling with every sobbing breath. He spoke "Italy...?"
The italian ran across the room and tackled Germany in a hug, bawling into his shoulder, crying "I...thought...you...were...going to...diiieeee..." Germany wrapped his arms around Italy, holding him close and never wanting to let go.
He kissed Italy on the forehead whispering "Don't worry. I'm here. I'm not going to leave you. I promised to always be there to watch your back when your in trouble and you promised you'd always watch mine when i'm in trouble. You pulled through on that promise and i'm glad you did."
Italy looked up into Germany's blue eyes, shimmering with joyful tears. His eyes filled with tears of his own and then he cried into Germany's shoulder again. "I love you Germany."
Germany kissed Italy's cheek "I love you too Italy."
A/N:Hope you liked it. This is the last chapter. Please review and tell me what you think. Thanks for reading!
