HELLO DEAR READERS! I'm sorry for the mix up, but in the end, it was better to combine Chapter 7 & 8. This is The World Meeting combined with Italy's True Feelings. Sorry about that. I also edited Chapter 7 and changed a few things so please re-read Chapter 7 if you read my original Chapter 7. Thank you for keeping up with this idiota of an author's story.
Rain Upon Italian Soil – Chapter 7
-Spain's (Antonio's) POV-
"Mi amigo? What should I do? I'm so confused! Romano wants ME to make a resistance group! I'm not sure how we can get all the countries to unite against innocent Feli!" I whined in frustration.
Really now! No one would believe Feliciano could do those horrible things Lovi spoke of! UGH! Even I find it hard to believe!I am SO confused!
"Toni, in my awesome opinion, I don't think you can call Feli 'innocent' anymore considering his actions…" Prussia reminded me.
"Gil, how should we go about this? Do you have an idea?" I strained as I grew even more frustrated.
"I..ugh…I mean…gah! Nein. I am sorry Toni but the awesome me has no id-" he tried only to be interrupted by the loud ringing of my work phone.
I wonder who could be calling me, especially about work. My country has a stable economy and there are no wars…yet. Who-
"Hola-" I started only to be interrupted by the loud screaming of an Englishman.
"Spain! You bloody wanker! Do you not know what is going on right now? Turn on the television! Turn it on NOW!"
England calling me? Man, this man has seriously lost it… The television?
I turned on the television only to see breaking news with chaos happening on screen and American citizens running around screaming.
Huh?
"We are just now getting a report that Italian soldiers and Italian mafias from all over Italy are marching through American streets and neighborhoods together, killing American citizens until the American government surrenders." The Spanish news lady calmly reported. Then the precious silence I was receiving from the irritating nation on the phone came to an end.
"SEE YOU BLOODY PRAT?! AMERICA IS UNDER ATTACK BY ITALY! STUPID, USELESS, IRRITATIING ITALY!" He screeched. "WHAT'S EVEN WORSE IS I CANNOT GET IN CONTACT WITH AMERICA HIMSELF!" He went a few decibels higher, if that were even possible.
Now, that's the last straw you idiotic bastardo of a pirate!
"Arthur! Now you listen here! America has bigger problems to deal with than giving you peace of mind! And ITALY IS ACTING THIS WAY BECAUSE OF WHAT YOU JUST SAID! I NEED YOU TO TAKE IN DEEP…Deep…deep breaths and freakin' CALM down. Also, drop the name calling, its making me irritated. All in all, we need to have an emergency world meeting right now." I replied using whatever tone necessary for the overprotective, brother-complex nation. "Okay?" I calmly asked.
"…okay…" The simple reply was softly spoken, following the beep of an ended call.
Good, with this world meeting and sadly with America's attack, we can form a resistance!
"Prussia!" I called out suddenly to the entranced nation. He was staring at the TV still.
I guess it is still a bit shocking Italy would go after America first and that this is REALLY happening. I'm still kind of shaking! Even so, we need to grow iron-strong spirits! This will be a hard road to follow but we need to follow it!
"Prussia!" I called out a little louder. Then, I turned the TV off; that was Prussia's signal to respond apparently.
"I cannot believe little Italy would do this! Wow- the awesome me is in denial! I can't believe it!" He yelled to me.
"Prussia…remember? Roma warned us about this? We need to keep cool heads if we are to fight against this new…threat. Okay?" I calmly reminded my friend. "Regardless," I added, "we are hosting a world meeting in England right now so let's get going."
With the nod of his head, we headed to the irritable nation.
Roma~ why didn't you tell me about this? Is this why you're still our enemy?
We finally arrived in England. It seemed we beat most of the other nations to the meeting room so we decided to TRY and talk to the fidgeting English nation.
"Arthur?" I slowly spoke out and placed my hand upon his shoulder.
"Hmm?" His head shot towards my direction and he stared directly into my eyes.
"We are still waiting on the other nations to arrive, but I want you to help me to present an idea to them. Can you hear me out?" I attempted to get a reasonable person to help me with Roma's plan.
"Mhm. Yes, I will."
Then I explained to him how we needed a Resistance group to fight against little Italy. (Of course leaving out the part where Roma suggested this idea.) He agreed to help present the idea. Then, the other nations started to file into the room and take their seats.
"Hello fellow nations." England started, "We have all been called here because of what is happening with America; we all know this much: America has gone missing."
The whole room stayed dead silent instead of acting like the idiotas they are.
"So, with the help of the personification of Spain, we have a counter plan." He finished.
The whole room resounded with low mumbles, whispers, and gasps.
"Wait! England, if I may, what is this counterplan? Do you plan on trying to fight against those insane nations? Have you forgotten on which nation's behalf that we've called this meeting? AMERICA! A WORLD POWER! If those Italians had this much power, how are we supposed to go about fighting them- aru?" China blurted out. He added, "Also, I don't know if this is relevant, but I haven't heard from Japan in a while- aru…"
As if on cue with the statement, the said nation broke down the meeting door.
"Herro ferrow nations. I have prepared that which you need so come with me." Japan calmly insisted.
"Aiya! Japan! Where have you been? Ha-" China outwardly exploded, well, almost.
"Hush now prease. It is vitar that you arr come to my country. I promise you I am not with Itary-san. I have prepared a prace safe enough for further discussion on this subject so prease, come with me. Don't ask why, you wirr rearn the hard way if we do not reave now." Japan begged us politely but firmly.
I was about to say something but England beat me to the chase. "Okay. Everyone, we are continuing our world meeting in Japan RIGHT NOW. Let's go." England announced. Without further ado , we all left the room with Japan.
-In Japan-
- Japan's (Kiku's POV) –
Thank you my friends for coming with me… I know it will be hard for you all to understand everything I'm going to say, but I will have to explain it. That day when Feliciano poisoned me and Ludwig, Romano told me all about his future plans that were already laid out. I don't necessarily know WHY he told me, but that is not what was important; the info was. So~ because of Romano, I've been spending these past few days preparing to resist those plans: my nation being our firm foundation, our headquarters.
Even so, I know I cannot tell them Romano told me this. Romano specifically made me promise not to tell, so I will be the Japanese man I am and keep my promises.
"Risten everyone. Through a miracurous experience, I have inter on Itary's future prans and have spent the past few days preparing to fight against him. I'm sure many of you arr are not happy with the current situation with America and Germany in turmoir. That's why I need arr of you to herp me form a resistance group! We can use my nation as a Headquarters because for one, I have prepared this to be a safe prace and two, Itary-kun does not suspect his friends. Prease, can everyone stay here and assist in going up against Itary-kun?" I began.
"Yeah! Everyone, the only way we can save the whole world from Italy's madness and America and Germany from his clutches is to all centralize together and work together to battle against him!" Spain backed me up.
"Prease?" I whispered.
"Okay." China simply agreed.
"Da, I have no problem." Russia joined China.
"Agreed." England
"I'm with you Angleterre." France stepped in.
"I want my brother back." The semi-invisible Canadian nation agreed from his seat.
"You'll have to enjoy my awesome presence; I'm in for my brother." Prussia stated confidently.
"We are in to save Italy." Hungary and Austria simultaneously said together.
Before anyone could get irritated with the two, Russia decided to inform us: "I'm sorry to say this but the Baltics, Lithuania, and Poland are all with Italy already."
"Not surprising…" Spain muttered under his breath.
"Um…Excuse me, I'm sorry I listened in on your conversation personifications, but I thought you all should be informed: Italy gets a notification for all of these world meetings, emergency or not.
"Great. Japan? Can you handle that?" England asked honestly.
"Yes." He simply replied.
"Regardress! Everyone! I wirr personarry show you to your rooms so forrow me." Japan interjected.
After their shocked voices died down, the meeting was adjourned after that.
Rain Upon Italian Soil – Chapter 8
-Italy's (Feliciano's) POV-
"Fratello, we have the alert of an emergency world meeting. Would you like to track down the other countries?" Romano asked me.
"No. I need to give them the chance at survival. Besides, I have a country to hunt down." I darkly answered.
"What? You don't have the burger-bastard? I thought you captured him…" He mumbled.
"Of course, I thought I did too. Apparently he escaped his TOC chamber. I'll personally deal with him." I murderously remarked.
..ahahahHAhahahahah…haha…ha..ha. No. I will kill you if the opportunity proves profitable, America. I do not like you. You've insulted me many times before. I won't hesitate-
I mumbled that last part aloud.
To kill you. Hehehehe. A jester I am not.
I walked over to Germany's TOC chamber door.
I wonder… would an idiotic, hero-complex of a country be here? To save Germany, maybe…
I slammed open the door extremely livid.
NO ONE CAN TAKE MY GERMAN FROM ME. NO ONE. I won't allow it.
My eyes quickly scanned the room. The corner came first.
Nobody's there.
Then the chained up body: Germany.
He's still there, just looking at me.
I speedily casted him a glare and looked towards the table of torture weapons for guards.
Ahah. The heroic idiot was here, or maybe is here now…
"Oh Mr. America. Where are you?" I playfully called out.
Germany then looked over towards me fearful.
What? Why's he looking at me like that? Whatever.
I slowly walked over to the only place to hide: the table. Only moments later, I bent down to look under.
Nobody here… Strange… That idiotic bastardo wouldn't just leave Germany here would he?
I looked over at Germany, who was still scared of me.
How ironic, he's scared of me.
I got down on my knees and knelt in front of Germany.
"Hmmmmm… The old me was like this huh?" I mumbled as I continued to examine this 'scared' Ludwig.
Suddenly, I felt different.
Is this right? Scaring people like this? Would Holy Rome really want this? Why am I staining my hands again? Why am I hurting Germany for a small, insignificant mistake?Why am I hurting anyone?
"Why?" I sniffled. Germany's expression drastically changed from that 'scared' face to genuinely concerned. I continued to feel this feeling I would call regret.
"I don't want to hurt anybody! Why?! Holy Rome! What should I do?! What am I doing?! Why is Germany in front of me like this?! Help! Where did my white flag go? Where am I anyways? What's wrong with me?!" I started to hysterically cry.
Germany began trying to comfort me but all the sudden I couldn't hear him anymore. Maybe I passed out? I don't know…
Then, I was enveloped by white, then black. When my vision cleared up: I saw mirrors.
"Feliciano." A mirror me called out to me.
"Who are you? You look like me…but. You're not, are you?"
"Corrrect. Bingo! You win the prize, hehehe. I am you but I am not you. I'm Luiciano."
"Why are we here?" I curiously asked.
"Because you started to ignore me. If I didn't call you here, you wouldn't hear me out." He replied.
Before I could ask him any more, he continued.
"You were wondering about everything that's happened earlier right?" He guessed.
"Yeah, how'd you know?" I wondered aloud.
"Because I influenced you to do those things." He answered simply.
"What?" I gasped in horror.
"Yeah. But really Feli~ of course Holy Roman Empire wanted this to happen. He wanted THE WORLD! How else could he get that without getting rid of the other countries? Besides, they always looked down on you anyways. They insulted you! They hurt you! You almost killed yourself more than 20 times because of them! Why let them drag you down while they still stand unfaltering? You should hurt them in scarring ways to get back at them! They should suffer too! Revenge feels so good! It will be amazing. Come on Feliciano. Listen to me…"
Of course I'll follow myself. I don't know why I doubted myself in the first place.
Then I woke up in the back of a military truck tied up.
"WHAT THE FUCKIN' HELL IS THIS?! LOVINO? IS THIS A PRANK?! GET THESE FUCKIN' CORDS OFF OF ME THIS INSTANT!" I screamed out.
"Oh, he woke up." I heard an American voice respond to my threatening screams.
"You'd think he was Romano, using foul language like that." I head a thick German accent.
"You bastardos. You did escape. And you took me with you." I grumbled.
"Of course. We decided it would be better so you can't hurt anymore people."
"Heheheheh. Idiotas. I have a fratello you know." I mumbled.
"Oh, but is he really on your side though?" America successfully dropped the bomb.
YES HE IS! HE HAS TO BE! HE'S MY BROTHER!
"YOU FUCKIIN' BASTAR-" I completely stopped.
That feeling came back again. The only difference was that I knew the answer to my questions this time.
"Italy? Feli? Are you okay?" Germay cautiously asked.
"Ludwig, Alfred. Take me back. I'm a danger to you all in more ways than one." I seriously begged like a man.
"No. We are taking you with us!" They replied in unison.
"IF I GO WITH YOU I WILL DESTROY THE WORLD! Please, don't let me do that to you all… I'll bring out the horrible sides of you that you never knew of and they'll tear you apart. You can capture me later, but do that when you all are not vulnerable." I begged.
"Alfred…" Ludwig whispered.
"What? You seriously want to go back there?" He remarked as he slammed the brakes.
"Mr. America!" A car pulled up. It was the president. Why was he in Italy?
"Fine!" Alfie gave up and hopped out of the driver seat. He jumped into the car the president was in and they drove off.
"Ludwig. Untie me, and let me tie you up. Before he takes over please…" I pleaded.
"Mhm." He gruffly replied and untied me.
I gently tied him up.
"Thank you… I can't explain very well but I'll try." I explained as I jumped into the driver seat and started to drive back.
"I have a complete opposite side of me called Luiciano. He always finds ways to persuade me back into my corrupt ways. I can't stop it. Just thought I'd warn you. He seems to hate you too Luddy." I explained as I drove.
Suddenly, the feeling that kept me sane went away. Luiciano spoke to me and I changed back.
"But of course…" I slyly slurred, "now that I've got you back… I can still have fun. It's a tragedy America got away but I'll get him later." A creepy giggle followed.
"Hello Dark Feliciano." Germany whispered.
"Hello potato bastard." I replied.
We drove into the base and I dragged Germany by his feet to the TOC chamber.
-Germany's (Ludwig's) POV-
Maybe I can still save him…Maybe…there's still hope.
Yay! Finally got over that bump in the road. The story progresses! More reasons for Italy's madness is revealed and possible future chaos is foreshadowed and very possible! What will happen to Germany now that he's returned to be tortured by the fierce Luiciano-influenced Feliciano. Oh! By the way, for you Hetalia fans who are new to Hetalia, Luiciano is the Human name for the 2p Italy. 2p Italy is basically the complete opposite of Italy. he's dark, evil, and demented. He uses knives as his weapons and he's all in all a 'Romano-like' person. Anyways, hugs and kisses and hope to update soon! Please continue to review! Thank you!