"What!"

The red headed male exclaimed in surprise. It had been around 10 minutes since he had requested the Italian to tell him the truth. He had found Bookman, and a private spot to speak.

But the things the Italian man said were unbelievable to the red head. 'He's a personification of a country? He's from another dimension? That's impossible! But he doesn't seem to be lying…No his words make no sense… or do they…' went through the thoughts of the red head. He looked over to Bookman, who looked shocked and terrified.

"Feliciano Vargas… no Italy Veneziano. Does the name Quintus ring a bell," asked Bookman nervously.

The brunette nodded then spoke, "Ve~ There were a lot of people named that… but the one I remember best was my Grandpa. His name was Quintus."

The Bookman's face dropped to a look of dread. Feliciano gave him a confused look while Lavi gave him a questioning one. The Bookman didn't notice either of those looks. He was lost in his thoughts. However one thought was stronger than the others, 'A forgotten event will take stage once more… But this time is it even possible to stop it.'

- "Japan!" screeched Alfred.

The Japanese man who was still coughing up blood looked up to him.

"Alfred-san please use my human name," said the Japanese in an extremely weak tone.

"Dude! Who cares! Your in really bad shape!" stated the American with a large amount of concern.

While the rowdy American freaked out the Russian took a moment to think. 'What is going on? A country doesn't get into this type of shape unless…" thought Ivan.

"What's the state of Japan," asked Ivan.

"Bad! Just f*cking look at him!" raged the American

Ivan glared at him then said, "The condition of the country itself, you American idiot."

At that point Alfred completely understood the situation. He than remembered the pocket watch Arthur gave him. He fumbled through his pockets with no success. At that moment Alfred had though he lost it. He then heard a peeping sound. He turned to see a small yellow bird carrying the watch. He instantly recognized the bird. 'Why's he here?' thought the American. He then shook his head and grabbed the watch. There was nothing special about it except it was stopped. Alfred quickly pressed start. The clock started moving forward. 'Whatever this does, it has to be more then telling time,' thought Alfred nervously. -

Meanwhile in the Alps…

The Akuma screeched in pain before disappearing as Elizabeta defeated it. The Hungarian gritted her teeth. This situation was bad for her. She was out numbered 50 to 1. Gilbert was currently knocked out while covered in wounds. Lovino wasn't strong enough to fight. And she was covered in cuts and had dislocated her right arm. She mentally cursed her two companions for being dead weight. She then heard a chuckle.

"Wow~ you're strong."

The Hungarian turned to see a young girl standing behind her with short messy hair and wearing gothic lolita styled clothing.

"I'm Road Camelot. Could you give me that brunette cowering behind you," giggled Road. -

A.N.

It's been around a year since I started writing this.

Thank you so much for the Follows/Reviews/Favs!

Didn't expect this much…

Oh and also should I start making Omakes, cause humor is really dropping…

Still many thanks for the support~

~ShadowXVI

DGM belongs to Katsura Hoshino

APH belongs to Himaruya Hidekaz