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Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia or the wonderful fangame RomaHeta. This is merely my novelization of it with MY interpretation of the ending. I will take some liberty with the translations and the plot.

Chapter Thirteen

''Run! They're too strong! Let's retreat for now!'' someone shouted. The remaining four fled from the room.

Two figures watched them flee. Satisfied, they came down and landed lightly on the floor. Italy and Romano had defended the altar.

They walked over to the limp body on the floor, their robes rustling. Italy knelt down besides the fallen Nation. She had been impaled by the spear, which stuck out of her chest and back. Blood had collected in a small pool beneath her. Her golden hair fanned out behind her.

Italy noticed something... Her chest still rose and fell faintly, making the spear impaled through her move slightly.

''She's still breathing,'' Italy said.

Romano's amber eyes widened in surprise. He knelt down too.

''She used a healing spell... No. A self-preservation spell,'' Italy said.

''So that's what that light was,'' Romano said.

''She used up all of her energy to cast it... It will keep her from dying, so long as she doesn't take anymore damage. She took a risk, casting it. If she had fallen the wrong way, the spear would have killed her despite the spell. And she could still bleed to death,'' Italy said.

''Should we kill her?'' Romano asked. He didn't want to... But they had their sacred duty to protect it...

''No. I think we've punished her enough,'' Italy replied.

''So, what do we do?'' Romano asked, relieved.

''I'll heal her...just enough. She won't be able to get out of bed for quite some time. You take the spear out while I heal her,'' Italy said.

Romano grabbed the end of the shaft sticking out of her chest. ''Should I pull it out or push it out through her back?'' he asked.

''It would be less damaging to push it out... It will take a bit longer but it's what you're supposed to do,'' Italy replied.

''All right,'' Romano said. Italy moved near her back, but away from the bloody spearhead sticking out. His hands started to glow with a white light.

''You'll have to do it while I heal her, if it's not done correctly at the same time, the damage we'll inflict will kill her,'' Italy reminded his brother.

Romano nodded and started pushing the spear through. It went slowly, the gold metal scraping against her bones inside. Palori, though deeply unconscious, vaguely registered the pain. But she was in an almost comatose state and could not awaken to find the source of it. Blood slowly dripped from her parted lips.

Romano carefully pushed it, being mindful of her spine. If he hit that, it would probably kill her. While he did this, Italy healed the damage at the same time as it was inflicted.

Several minutes passed. It was taking too long in his opinion. Romano turned to his brother. ''I'm going to pull it out,'' he said.

Italy sighed. ''Fine, but I'll have to use stronger magic,'' he replied. His hands started glowing brighter.

Romano re-adjusted his grip on the spear shaft, careful not to get blood on himself. He started pulling, yanking the spear out with a jerk. Blood sprayed from Palori's mouth. Italy quickly finished healing, using his magic to fix the internal damage somewhat and close the entry and exit holes.

''Okay... I fixed the internal damage enough to keep her from dying. If she's moved too much, the wounds will open, though,'' Italy said.

''Good. Okay... Let's clean up the blood,'' Romano replied, looking at Palori's bloody uniform and the blood on the floor. They both stood up.

''Right,'' Italy agreed. He gestured with his hand. The blood on the floor lifted into the air. He flicked his wrist and it vanished.

Romano dropped the bloody spear. He bent down and grabbed Palori, lifting her limp body up off the floor. He gently carried her into the bedroom and laid her out on one of the beds.

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Germany's group had fled back to the cabin. Spain had taken some healing items from China's infinite stock...shh. He used them on Germany and Prussia, who were each sitting on one of the beds. Austria stood by them, concerned.

''Uhg... We really took a beating,'' Spain commented.

''Indeed,'' Austria agreed with a nod.

''...They were strong, that's for sure. Why did they transform? The power coming from them... It felt very dangerous,'' Germany said.

''Yeah, I felt a really strong aura around them... Is it an infection? It didn't really seem like it...'' Spain said.

''Guys! What about Alarise!?'' Prussia exclaimed.

The others turned to him, looking very worried. They didn't know if...

''I'm shocked at...at what happened,'' Spain said, horrified.

''I saw the magic circle. I tried to reach her but... I... I couldn't... It was already... Oh God, I was too late...'' Austria said, putting a hand over his mouth. He looked sickened. It was clear that he blamed himself.

''It wasn't your fault. I too am at a loss...'' Germany replied, trying to console his older brother.

''We need to go back there! We have to...'' Prussia said.

''Right... I hope she isn't... But she might already be...'' Spain said.

Prussia opened his mouth to say something angry, but was cut off before he could. ''The only way to know is to go. And I refuse to abandon a friend,'' Germany said.

''Then let's go!'' Prussia said. And with that, they left.

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Palori regained consciousness to find herself lying in a bed. She was wearing a long white nightgown. The spear was gone and her chest was bandaged. It still hurt very badly, though. Just breathing hurt. Where are the others? They must have defeated the Italies and helped me. So where are they?

The door to the room opened and the Italies, still in their pristine white robes, entered. Are they here to finish the job? Does this mean that Ludwig and the others are... She backed up until her head banged into the headboard. She winced.

''Don't move. You're going to open your wounds,'' Italy said, voice still emotionless.

''Honestly, if we were going to kill you, we would have done it already,'' Romano said dully.

''But we decided that you've received enough punishment,'' Italy said.

Palori felt a chill run down her spine. In these forms, they were completely different from what they were normally like.

She shifted, about to swing her legs off the bed to get up.

Italy fixed her with a stern look. ''Don't even think about trying to get up from that bed. You are in absolutely no condition to be moving at all. Just lie down and rest,'' he said, a note of warning in his otherwise emotionless voice.

Palori immediately went still. Italy kept her under his stern gaze for a moment. Then he turned to the door and left, followed by his brother. The door was left slightly open. Palori laid in bed and looked at the ceiling.

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America and the others watched as Russia pulled out his faucet pipe. Switzerland and Liechtenstein readied their guns.

''Right. Come on guys,'' America said. He charged forward.

England casted El Wind as Russia dodged America's charge. The spell hit Russia, who smiled. ''This should be fun!'' he said.

America spun around and used SMAAAAASH! on Russia.

''Kolkolkol,'' Russia chanted. A mass of dark energy struck America.

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Germany's group entered the house. They went into the room with the altar. Italy and Romano were standing in front of it.

''You're back?'' Italy commented dully.

''Hey, where's Alarise? Did you kill her?'' Prussia demanded.

''No,'' Italy replied.

Prussia let out a relieved breath along with the others. ''Hear that, rich boy? You can stop blaming yourself now,'' he said to Austria.

''...Fool.'' Austria muttered.

''Where is she?'' Prussia asked.

''In the bedroom,'' Romano answered.

Prussia started to walk towards the bedroom. ''Stop. You can't go in there. She's resting,'' Italy said.

''Gilbert... We have something to do,'' Spain reminded his friend.

''We will not allow you to destroy the altar. If you persist, we will use force,'' Italy warned.

''We will fight. Alfred's team might already be finished. They're counting on us,'' Germany said. Spain, Prussia and Austria nodded.

''Very well,'' Romano and Italy said. Their hands began to glow...

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America's team was doing all right, considering who they were up against. Belarus was watching the fight, standing by the ice sculpture.

After America had been hit with Kolkhoz, France stepped in to heal him while China and England attacked. Switzerland and Liechtenstein were waiting for the opportunity to strike.

Russia hit France with his pipe. France doubled over, gasping. Russia laughed. ''Come. Hit me back...'' he said.

''I certainly will!'' England snapped. He casted Jackknife. Russia winced.

''You got him!'' America said. He raised his stats by using HERO! on himself.

Liechtenstein aimed carefully and fired her Precise Shot. It struck Russia from the side. As Russia turned to face her, America attacked. Russia moved away.

''Isn't this fun?'' Russia asked gleefully.

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Spain and Austria attacked Italy while Germany and Prussia went for Romano, just like last time.

Romano unleashed a pulse of light. Prussia leapt into the air and struck the older Italian. Germany moved away from the light. Prussia landed on his feet. Germany used Encouragement to boost everyone's attack power.

''Ha, thanks, West!'' Prussia said.

Spain attacked Italy quickly in succession. Austria played A Cantata for Maria and hit both Italies. When Romano turned to the other group, Germany used Debt Sanction.

''Loneliness is too happy!'' Prussia announced. The attack hit both Italies.

Italy clasped his hands together. Light began to gather around him...

''Don't let him heal!'' Spain said.

Austria played Heavy Noise and interrupted Italy's spell.

''Good job,'' Germany said.

Romano formed a ball of light and flung it at Austria. Austria winced in pain when it hit him. Italy began firing the white fireballs at them. Germany and Prussia dodged the fireballs and landed a hit on Romano. Spain struck Italy, ignoring the fireballs. Austria tossed a healing potion to Spain when they had stepped back.

Italy raised his hands into the air. ''Sequentia!'' he shouted.

An explosion of light hit Prussia and Austria, who both were blown backwards from the force.

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Russia suddenly disappeared from sight. Shocked, everyone moved away from each other so they wouldn't all get hit. They looked around. Where would the Russian Nation strike? Who was being targeted?

Russia reappeared behind France. ''Hello,'' he said with a smile. Before France could turn, Russia struck him with the pipe, knocking him down.

''Ahh!'' France cried out in pain. Russia smirked and disappeared again.

China searched for Russia. Where was he? ''Too slow, Yao...'' a voice said. China gasped as he was hit with a blizzard from behind.

Russia appeared in front of Switzerland and Liechtenstein. ''I suppose I should take care of you,'' he said. He raised his pipe.

''Erika, move!'' Switzerland exclaimed, shoving her out of the way. The pipe clanged against him. Liechtenstein screamed.

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Romano was about to attack but then stopped and gasped. He jerked as if in pain and screamed. Spain ran to his brother. Romano doubled over, tried to straighten up and then fell to the floor. Spain knelt beside his unconscious brother.

Italy gasped as well. ''What... What is this!?'' he exclaimed. Something wasn't right... It was unnatural... He took a step back. His aura was flickering, appearing and disappearing.

Ding Dong Dong Dooong

''Finally! Something disrupted the signal,'' Japan's voice said.

''Kiku! What is going on? What is with their transformations?'' Germany demanded. Italy took another step back, a pained expression on his face.

Japan scanned the Italy brothers from the real world. ''This is...an incubated virus? No, this is- I'm detecting some unknown data from them that is different from the Error's! This isn't an infection!'' he said.

Italy took a third step back. The others noticed that his aura was being sucked into the altar... ''I...'' he said.

''Don't let Feliciano-kun get near the altar! His power is flowing into it! At this rate-'' Japan said.

''Feliciano! What are you doing?'' Germany asked.

''Get away from there!'' Prussia yelled.

''Feliciano-kun! Get away from that altar. At this rate, you will cease to exist!'' Japan said worriedly.

''Get away from it!'' Austria exclaimed.

Italy grimaced. His power was rapidly being sucked away along with his life force.

''Shit,'' Germany said. He ran towards Italy to pull him away. Spain moved out of the way with the unconscious Romano.

Italy looked at him, confused. Something wasn't right with the altar... But he had to protect it... He raised his hands and conjured another Sequentia. It hit Germany directly and knocked him unconscious, sending him towards the others.

''West!'' Prussia cried out.

''Ludwig!'' Austria exclaimed.

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Russia casted General Winter. England did not have enough time to cast Lightning. They were hit by the ice attack.

''Oh, come on! You guys can't be that weak, can you?'' Russia taunted.

England looked at America, who was the only one still standing. ''We're doomed, Alfred! He's too strong...'' he said.

''If we're killed here, Ludwig and the others-'' France said.

''Run, Alfred!'' England pleaded.

America's mind was telling him to get the hell out of there, but his heart told him to fight back. ''Hey, aren't you going to try again? If you won't make the first move, then I will!'' Russia said.

Dodge it! America thought...

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''Oh no! Feliciano-kun's termination program has started!'' Japan exclaimed.

''Kiku! Can't you interfere from there!?'' Austria demanded.

''I'm trying! But no matter what I do, it's being taken in by Feliciano-kun himself!'' Japan said.

Italy stared at Germany's limp body on the floor. What had he just done? He didn't want to do that!

''Stop...'' he whimpered. He didn't want this!

''Stop...'' he said again. Make it stop...

''Stop it stop it stop it stop it stop it stop it stop it!'' he screamed to the heavens above. He felt a jolt of pain...

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America was not able to dodge Russia's attack.

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Italy was fading before their eyes.

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But something happened.

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America saw a blur of platinum blonde in front of him and heard the blow. But he felt no pain...

The platinum blonde blur fell to the ground. America saw the shocked look on Russia's face. Belarus had taken the blow. She had saved him.

America remembered what Belarus had once said to him, ''I am the ally of my brother, not your enemy.''

''Natalya! Hang in there!'' he said, kneeling next to her.

''Francis! Heal her! Before the Error gets here!'' England said.

Russia took a step back. ''N-Natalya? Why- What have I done?'' he said, horrified.

Switzerland fired his gun and knocked Russia out. ''You lowered your guard, Ivan. We'll help your sister, don't worry,'' he said.

America walked over to the ice sculpture. He would wait until he had the signal. His grip tightened on his sword.

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A blond man in a black cloak with a matching hat ran down the aisle. Prussia and Austria stared in shock. That man was...

Italy looked up as the man approached him. He gasped. ''What...?'' he said.

The man walked up to him. Italy felt tears spill as he was embraced by his lover. How could this be? He was supposed to be dead! Even though the man was grown now, he still knew who he was.

Italy began to feel very weak... He fell to the floor, unconscious but alive. The mysterious man left.

''Feliciano!'' Austria exclaimed. He ran to the unconscious Nation and moved him away from the altar.

Prussia smiled in relief. He glanced down at Germany's still form.

''Gilbert. Destroy it,'' Austria said. Prussia looked up at his other brother. He stood up and walked over to the altar, sword drawn.

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''Destroy the Energy Sources! Now!'' Japan's voice announced to both groups as he locked wherever the Error was.

At the exact same time, Prussia and America smashed the Energy Sources.

From the bedroom in Germany's house, Palori heard the battle and everything.

A/N: This was hard to write for some reason. Now the story will go to its original plotline again. For now. Until the actual game cuts off and I have to make it up. It's a shame the game was never completed. See you next chapter!