Hey everyone! I hope many of you liked the newest chapter I posted of this and Second Generation of Sins.
Well, about halfway with the battles and I can't wait to finish writing this whole fanfic this summer now that I have more free time.
Hope everybody enjoys this chapter.
Blood. Insanity. Pain. Those mere words held more power than any mortal could possibly imagine. Germany knew that everyone was reaching their breaking points. He was tired of waiting for his turn. Damn it, I'm stuck here with England and we still have to wait it out.
America finally regained consciousness and was able to stand up, but he wobbled a little. Blonde hair fell slightly out of place and an immediate crack formed on his glasses. "Are you serious?! You have got to be kidding me! How much am I going to pay for them now?" He was extremely flustered, but he remembered to maintain his composure. This could be a whole lot worse, come on dude. There's no need to freak out over something this small.
Overtime Estonia was able to move around a little more freely with more energy and he wanted to help out Belgium greatly, "Is there anything I can do to help Anri?"
"Yeah sure, let me," She said kindly and all of a sudden, when she was just trying to grab one thing, the Spaniard's laugh was heard loud and clear from a long distance away. "Romano! Come out you filthy bastard! Why don't you put your tongue on the blade for once!?" An intense red aura was clearly visible through the dense, white snow and the nations nearby Belgium were a little scared.
The laugh startled Lithuania and he scurried to the top of the boulder to see Spain. "Šūdas! Where is Romano when you need him? I think he's the only one who can set Spain right!" Lithuania tried to find some sort of phone to contact China and Romano, but he remembered that neither of them had any phones or other means of communication on hand. "What are we going to do? Someone has to go to China and Romano, and warn them." Suddenly, he thought quickly that he could find them nearby Germany's spot.
With quick haste, Lithuania barreled through the snow and surprisingly found them nearby a boulder. "China, Romano, Spain's here. You have to do something now."
Even though those two nations did not have that much in common such as cultures, customs, or even traditions, they could set their differences aside and fight for the right cause. The Italian seemed that he was not ready to fight so China smacked him in the back of the head.
"Come on Romano! Get your act together! This isn't the time to let your pettiness get in the way!" He yelled.
Romano was always used to seeing Spain as a role model when he grew up and even the bullet wound from before still made him scared and nervous. I know Spain has more experience with battles and wars. The times he fought with England and France make him a veteran compared to me.
His timid nature could be seen in his hazel eyes, but China was geared up to go.
"I might be the oldest nation right here, but this weapon will remind me of my youth and give me my strength." Surprisingly, China has learned some other tricks of the trade throughout the 4000 years of his country's growth. Hidden underneath his gauntlet was a jade bracelet he kept as a precious treasure. Romano was intrigued by it and as soon as he got a closer look at it, it glowed a jade color as well. More energies surrounded the bracelet and formed a sphere containing hundreds of Chinese characters strung together as words. As the words and characters linked up, a weapon formed and Romano was shocked by it. He couldn't believe that China would be able to conjure up his own magic.
However, that magic had something that was hard to resist. "Hey, Wang, I know I tend to jump the gun on things proverbially and literally, I can't really help but thank you for partnering up with me. It would be too hard for me to fight against Antonio."
China sighed in sadness, but had a stern face ready to fight. He grasped his weapon tightly and leaped in front of the boulder while Romano slowly followed him. In the meanwhile, Lithuania stayed back just in case things went from bad to worse. I know those two can do it. They just have to.
With the glazed blade in front of his body, more jade-colored energies swelled. "Come out here to fight you bastard! I'll take you on if it means to cut down Prussia in numbers."
"Oh, (in Spanish), parace que este idiota no sabe cuando el matador supere el toro. It's such a shame that people like you try to exist and serve a purpose." He said with a slightly sinisterly tone and his head tilted down. Somehow Romano understood all of it. His anger and madness resonated so much it made China outright sick to his stomach.
He yelled at the top his throat, "What right do you have when you shoot the person you took care of?! I can't believe you would stoop so low Spain!" After his yelling, he breathed heavily with a face full of loathe and hate. Normally he would act like a wiser and knowledgable nation, however the amount of damage Spain caused was unforgivable.
All of a sudden, Spain slammed his Halberd, "Are you asking for a challenge or your death? Pick one please, I hate to wait for these kinds of things."
Suddenly, China ran with all of his might with the blade ready to strike. Just as China rotated his body, Spain pulled out a familiar gun. His Ruby Pistol. As soon as Romano saw it, he fired a round right at Spain's right hand with his Franchi LF57 and knocked it off. "Don't you dare use that gun, I let Prussia shoot me with it. You will not become like that soulless bastard."
Blood trickled slowly from the rather large wound down to his fingertips. The feeling of cold blood on each finger was soothing and almost delectable as he licked them slowly, savoring the flavor. "I don't only crave blood right now, no, I crave your defeat. Why don't you make it easier for you two and surrender now?" His blood continued to drip as he rubbed the remaining blood across his incredibly tan skin and laughed maliciously. "Actually, I change my mind," He turned his attention to Romano and his red aura made its presence. "Romano, Lovino, could you do the honor and die for me?"
"What the hell do you mean?" The Italian said confusingly just as Spain ran towards him and choked him. Spain's bloodied right hand slowly closed any possible chance for air to go through until China struck back with a downward slash. The tip of the blade cut through Spain's matador outfit and left a big gash across his back. As he felt the blade cut against his skin, his face got more and more twisted with evil. Almost like he enjoyed every second of it. Romano took the chance to regroup and think of a slightly different strategy.
After China was done with his attack, he felt that something wasn't right. Why isn't Spain attacking us with his weapons? Usually whenever he's involved in any battle, he will attack relentlessly. Is he waiting for the perfect moment to strike us at our weakest point? Within quick instinct, the Chinese nation readied himself for another attack as the Spaniard nation swung his Halberd and slightly brushed against China's gauntlet. A few shards were flung about and cut up their faces. The small rivers of blood contradicted China's extremely pale face and he could feel each drip running down.
Another bullet escaped Romano's chamber with intensity to break the staff, however, to his dismay, the bullet missed and Spain dropped his weapon completely and decided to change the game. "Romano, if you are truly a man, fight me head on. Please China, stay out of this battle. I don't want any unnecessary distractions."
"It will take more than words to make me stop," Just as China was about to finish his sentence, Romano hit him in the back of the head with a punch and knocked unconscious.
I'm sorry Wang, I appreciate everything you have done for me, however this is my battle and my battle alone.
"Before we continue to fight Antonio, let me ask you one important thing; why are you so bent on killing just me?"
"Isn't it obvious Romano? I took care of you and you never thanked me for any of it." Spain's red aura continued to encircle his body and his tone got more dark and malicious. He clenched his teeth and was about to yell another threat at him, suddenly his face showed showed pain and he collapsed to the ground. The blood vessels became very prominent and tears slowly fell down his face. He was in utter pain and shock. "Lovino, you need to run. Get away from me. This darkness in my soul is killing me," He tried to fight against it, "Prussia needs to be stopped."
Suddenly, his back got severely arched and he yelled in a mixture of English and Spanish. Romano tried to understand what he was saying and kept his finger on the trigger just in case the dark magic would make a turn for the worse. And it did.
All of the red aura suffocated Spain's body and forced his body back up, slumped over. He breathed heavily and a slight hissing sound could be heard. Romano was scared to the core, but he didn't want to show it. He maintained his poker-face and held the gun firmly ready to fire. "Antonio, think about what you're doing before you make any drastic decisions. I don't want to shoot you, but you'll make me do it and it's something that I will have to regret."
The stress of pulling the trigger at any second made Romano sweat. Without warning Spain picked up the broken Halberd blade and it almost left his hand, but he continued to fight against the darkness. "Romano, shoot me now! I can't hold on for much longer!" His arms shook terribly and the pain was just unbearable. He looked like he was ready to die, ready to end all of the suffering. I can't go on like this anymore, maybe my purpose is to be still and accept things as they are.
"Spain, please don't be mad," Romano cried and cried, and his hands trembled greatly, but he regained the right amount of composure. He put all of his energy into his final shot as he started to run. Time seemed so insignificant to him, second by second passed like an eternity. His own aura appeared, a red one like Spain's but one filled with a light. He yelled, "Antonio, I wish I could make up everything to you and this will do for now!" Just as he finished yelling, he finally pulled the trigger. A crimson bullet left the chamber and spiraled extremely quickly. All of Romano's care and personality traits were within that bullet and somehow turned into a point blank shot in Spain's forehead.
Red blood splattered everywhere and even some of the splashes landed on Romano's hands and parts of China's hair. As soon as China felt the cold blood he woke up, "What happened?"
Wait a second, Romano knocked me out and wanted to fight Spain head on. Looks like Romano did it.
"Romano, are you okay?" China tried to give him some sort of reassurance, but when China was within a hand's distance to Romano's shoulders, the Italian suddenly passed out. All of the energy Romano expedited was just too much. On the ground, he looked like a child who needed care and attention. Something that Spain did very well.
Lithuania was shocked by all of it and he ran to go help China out. Shards of weapons were everywhere and blended surprisingly well with the blood. Almost like a memory familiar to the Lithuanian. "Here, let me carry Spain and you can carry Romano." The two struggled to carry the unconscious nations, but they smiled at each other.
"Wow Lithuania, I would have to say that I'm impressed that you can still stand up on two legs. I thought your battle with Russia would drain you completely." The Asian said excitedly, but he still wanted to appear mature. Unexpectedly, Lithuania found it amusing and laughed leaving China completely confused.
"You can't assume that people are only so strong based on their appearances. I may not look it, but all of the scars I got over the years have made me stronger and it makes me laugh that I'm still fighting with whatever energy I've got left. I guess I could say that Latvia and Estonia are my sources of inspiration, like brothers just as Spain treated Romano like the little brother he never had."
The two made their way slowly through the dense snow, trudging step by step.
Even with Spain out of the picture, Prussia waited in his little sphere with pictures of his brother's face erased on all of them. His black aura was painful, but it satisfied him as he clenched his fists. "I'm tired of waiting just like you are Ludwig, however, your demise will be linked to everyone else. All of you will die."
Damn Prussia, way to ruin that bonding moment between the two.
I can't believe that it's almost been a year since I started this story and how far I've gone in terms of my writing confidence. Once again, I can't thank Tanglepelt enough for her words of encouragement and fixing anything I felt was grammatically incorrect. *Inserts Grammar Nazi joke XDD*
I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter as much as I did. Well, now that Spain's down, wanna guess who's next? It's another member of the Bad Friends Trio...*obvious hint*
So here are a few author's notes:
Once again the Ruby Pistol made its appearance again and it is indeed a Spanish weapon, but used during the first World War by the French.
I wanted to give China a really cool weapon so I was looking through my weapons book and nothing was capturing my eye until I googled Chinese weapons. That weapon does actually exist and appears in various Asian influenced games such as Dynasty Warriors and I think there was some variation of it in the Ninja Gaiden games *Favorite game of mine BTW*
Romano's weapon, the Franchi LF57, is another weapon I found in a cool book called The Illustrated Encyclopedia of Guns in glorious color and very detailed images. This gun was mainly enlisted to the Italian Navy.
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