the hospital room in wich the countries that could make it held a meeting in was unusaly big but it made sence since it held two patiants. there was silance in the room with the exception of alfreds ragged breaths and the heart monitors, Ludwig sighed heavly as he was too caught up in his own thoughts to say anything, it was obviouse that he wasn't the only one. francsis was the one to break the silance. "so what do we know on ze situation?" almost everyone was slightly hesitant to answer. lovino was the one to speak up. "i have lost all connection with my brother. we already know who were his victumes and we all know what happend...yao why did you turn out to be a lucky bastard?" yao smiled weakly before replying. "he hestitated, he was toying with me, treating it like a game, aru. he was arguing with himself...verbaly out loud...the first voice was Feliciano but then the secound... how should i put this? it was slighty deeper i guess a little ruffer than his sweet voice, aru." Ludwig sighed again before speaking, his voice was heavy like somthing weighed it down. " he had a dream...before all dis happend. at first i thought nothing of it... he asked weird questions und barly touched his pasta ven he had cooked it for dinner...i think some how this is my fault." "oh so now the potato eating bastard gets it "zis is no time for arguing" fine anyway what kind of stupid questions did he ask?" francsis had cut in while lovino was talking but sat quietly waiting for Ludwigs answer. "vell ... he asked me vhe-" a loud scream came from just outside their room cutting Ludwig off from his sentance. "shit, this vas not suposse to happen yet..." "what was not supose to happen yet?" "verdammt get down quickly!" alfred and ivan played dead and disconected their heart monitors leaving a flatline tone to fill the room. everyone else laid flat on the floor as a dark shadow walked past the room. laughter filled the air as Feliciano opened the door to their room slightly. slowly he lost intrest and walked away. "the hell was that all about?" arther asked over the heart monitors. "shit, stay here and stay down i'll call to you if i need help." "no." alfred managed to stand up and was now heading for the door. "he can't take all of us on at once. the only one who stays is ivan, you know cause of his leg. ok then you all including my self are now Ludwigs back up got it?" no one seemed to protest as they stood up and walked out into the crimson stained hallway. it was poorly lit, the emergancy back up lights flickerd dimly as they fallowed the german.

Feliciano stopped walking and turned around just in time to see a mob of nations rushing at him. "on my signal you vill come in and help if i need it." "well well well...look who desided to play~" "feli im not here to play one of your twisted games." "really? thats too bad, i really wanted to play with you~" Feliciano faked a sad look and sounded slightly disapointed at the remark. Feliciano lunged at him with the katana swinging aimlessly at him as if mocking him and with out giving the signal everyone rushed to his aid, kiku grabbed Yoa's wok and rushed to help Arther only to draw back a few steps as Feliciano turns around and skillfuly swings his sword seperating fransis from the other half of his body who was a little ways off from him. Ludwig had dodged many of his aimless attacks and now he was pressed up against a wall. "well it looks like i win~" "vin vat? a game that never started?" "i get to kill you~" Feliciano giggled slightly as Ludwig looked at him sadly. Feliciano giggles as he draws out an army knife from one of his shorts pockets. "don't do somthing you vill regret later." "give me one reason why i shouldn't kill you. i have done so many wounderful things for you and you havn't reganized a single thing i did." "feli im sorry... i really am.." "who was the one who stayed by your side and pulled you out of a deadly state of depresion after world war two? who was the one that cared for you, gave you a reason to live huh?" Felicianos voice was no longer dark, it was now smooth like it used to be when he was sane. "it vas...you..." "yes it was me and how do i get repaid? i get ignored, stepped on, abandened and abused! so give me one fucking reason why i should't kill you!" Ludwig staired into Felicianos watery honey eyes as he said. "because ti amo." Ludwig had picked up some italian and one of the eaisest words he had learned was ti amo because he had heard it so many times from his freind. usualy it was only used for small animals Feliciano liked. if i can't reach him in english then maybe i can reach him in his own language he thought to himself.

the insainity was trying to take over again. he doesn't mean it, one of the voices said, lies all lies just end it now! kill him, kill him KILL HIM! "NOO!" he screamed droping the knife as he held his hands to his ears. "i can't, i woun't, he means too much, he loves me, i can't kill him!" "KILL HIM GOD DAMMIT!" "NOOO!" "if you woun't i will." "you promised..." "did you really expect me to hold up my end of the deal?" Ludwig stared in amazement as Feliciano screamed and slamed his fist on the wall just inches away from his head. the wall cracked under the force. Ludwig grabbed him by his waist and pulled him closer as he captured his lips. the crowd of waiting nations gasped as he kissed the sychopath. "whats happening?" he heard arther say "i dunno maybe he has a thing for sychopaths" alfred responded. Ludwig had almost every country in europe watching him in that wide hallway. he broke the kiss blushing furiously as the crazed italian lent into his arms and passed out. "dude kiss of death much?" alfred said as he poked at the now uncounsouse italian. Ludwig lifted Feliciano in his arms and carried him bridle style as he ran at full speed out of the hospital. crimson hall after crimson hall filled him with guilt and disapointment as he ran past the many decapatated and grusom scarlet bodys that used to be the staff who worked there. finally he made it to the main entrace of the building stopping short as he was gripped with horror. foot steps thudded on the tiled floor as his companions caught up to him. the area where the front desk was looked like a complete war zone. ten to twenty corpses scatterd the floor, some had guns, others were unarmed and empty cop cars sat infront of the building. "mein gott..." this was somthing he never wanted to see again after going through world war two. "hang in there man." alfred said as he patted him on the shoulder before he limped past him trying not to trip over the many bodys that litterd the floor.