There was eerie silence...
-...W-what are you talking about...?-Italy said in shock and disbelief, as he looked at the evilly smiling Luciano. -F-fratello Francia...K-killed...S-Santo Roma...?
Luciano's smile became wider,
As France started to look conflicted,
While both Germany and Luther looked confused...
-...I-It's a lie...I-isn't it...?-Italy said in disbelief and slight despair, as he let go of Germany's arm. -...I-It's a lie...! R-right...? J-just a lie...-He continued as he looked at France in desperation.- Y-you couldn't have...Y-you couldn't have killed...S-Santo Roma...R-right...F-fratello Francia…? I-it's just a lie...R-right...?!
There was eerie silence,
As France squeezed his hands...
-...I-It's not a lie...Petit Italie...-France barely said in sadness and guilt, as he held his head low.-...I-I was the one...W-who killed Saint-Empire romain...
-...N-no...Y-you are lying...! Y-you couldn't have...! Y-you couldn't have...!-Italy yelled in despair and disbelief, as he took a step back and dropped to the ground with a broken expression.-...E-era il…E-era il...-He whispered in a broken voice, before tears started streaming down his face.-...E-era il mio primo amore...!
Italy was crying,
In anguish and misery...
-...P-petit Italie…I-I...-France said in a sad voice, as he looked up at the heavy crying Italy.-...I-I always felt awful for what I did...B-but I couldn't bring myself to...
-W-why...? W-why did you do this...?-Italy suddenly said in a strange tone, his head lowered and his whole body shuddering.-...W-why did you kill him...?!
There was eerie silence afterwards,
As France looked at Italy's broken state in shock...
-...I-it was at the end of the Napoleonic wars...My boss ordered me to...N-no...This is wrong...It was wrong all along...-France said in sadness and guilt as he sat on the ground, and lowered his head as tears started to fall from his eyes.-...E-even if it was war...I-I shouldn't have...H-he was a fellow nation...A-and yet I...
What followed was a depressing silence,
With the only noise being the sounds of crying...
-Huh...It turned out better than I thought...-Luciano said in a cheery voice, as he looked at the state everyone was in.-I probably should proceed to the next stage of my plan~-He said with an evil grin, before turning into red mist and flowing towards Italy.-It's high time to posses the muto mingherlino~
-Italien! Watch out! -Germany yelled in horror, as mist Luciano entered Italy's body. -Italien!-He yelled some more as he started to run to Italy's side, before being stopped and held down by Luther.-Let go of me, you arschloch! I have to save Italien!-He yelled as he tried to get free, but the hold was too strong.-Italien!
-...P-petit Italie…?-France looked up in confusion, before his face contorted to horror and shock at the scene before him.-I-Italie?! Q-qui se passe de vous?!
-...I-I can't do that...H-he is my...-Italy was mumbling in despair, as he tried to resist the possession.-...B-but he killed...S-Santo Roma...I-I can't...L-let him...-He barely said, as his eyes started to turn red.-B-but I...D-don't want to...-He said, as tears of blood started streaming down his face.-...B-but I...I-I...I-I...
-...I-Italien…I-Italien…! Italien! -Germany cried in sadness and despair as he watched Italy being taken over, not being able to help him.-...Italia...!
A few moments afterwards,
"Italy" stood up with a poker face...
-...This was easier than I thought it would be...-"Italy" said in a conflicted voice, as he inspected his "new body".-I'm not sure if I should be happy or disappointed...-He said, before smilling evily.-...But I know what I should do next, to cause as much anguish and mysery as I possibly can~-He said as he smiled widely, before taking a knife out of nowhere and throwing it right into France's heart.-I call it: "Invia il cazzo francese all'inferno"~ Isn't it great?