AN: I'm so sorry that this is so late. Things got hectic and if you'd like to know the details DM me. Also, please tell me about any mistakes. I don't have someone editing this at the moment so it would be very helpful.

Vlad stretched, yawning loudly. They just arrived in Italy and he was tired. On the other hand Lukas didn't look like the journey affected him at all while Arthur looked like he wanted a cup of tea and that radioactive lump he calls food. Maka and Soul, being used to doing things like this, appeared as they usually did.

After around thirty minutes of walking, a loud 'Ve~!' Occurred. An Italian man with a weird hair curl walked up to Maka noticing the map she had in her hand. Even though the other three came to world conferences around here often, they still didn't know their way around.

"Ah! Feli!" Vlad said happily, seeing his friend.*

"Vladdy!" Feli chirped back.

"Where's Ludwig?" He asked the Italian nation.

"Oh, Luddy is back at home with the dogs, something about needing to get their diet back to dog food from pasta. He also mentioned something about not leaving them alone with me for more than a few hours." He said his face slightly pouty in a cute way.

"Sounds like something Aleksander* would tell me."

Arthur coughed and Feli shrieked hiding behind Vlad even though he was much taller than the other man.

"We were wondering if you could show us our way around." Lukas said, Feli just shrunk back from the stoic and slightly annoyed face of Lukas. The heat and waiting was getting to him almost as much as Denmark's laughing and attempt to get free drinks.

"Uh, y-yeah, I can show you around," he suddenly perked up, "And so can fratello! Big brother 'Tonio convinced fratello into coming home today~"

Arthur groaned, not wanting to deal with the older of the two Italian brothers.

"He-a sounded a lot happier since visiting Antonio." Feli said with a smile.

"I doubt it." Arthur commented, Feliciano let out a squeak.

"Let's g-go visit him." He said shakily pulling Vlad by the arm.

Lukas sighed and said, "Fine, we'll complete the mission later."

They all followed the hyperactive duo to what looked light a fight.

"Bastards, you think that you can get away with that disrespect and idiocy without me knowing? I guess I should've expected that from a bunch of Americans," An annoyed man spat out at a loud volume.

"We're sorry boss! We respect you."

"That's-a not what it looked like." The man growled out, pointing a gun at the cowering men.

"Lovi," A chocolate haired man sighed, "let's just go. We can deal with them later."

He turned and glared a glare so strong; you'd start to doubt that glares couldn't kill.

Taking a closer look, you could see that this 'Lovi', bared a strong resemblance to Feli.

Lovi, who you all know is Lovino, told the brunette, who you all know is Antonio, "No. They challenged my authority and were planning on endangering Feli with their own hands to get to me."

"Fratello~!" Feliciano called out. He ran up to the two and hugged them tightly.

"Lukas, Arthur and Vlad are here! Along with- umm…" He stopped and turned.

"Sorry! I didn't introduce myself! I'm Feliciano, but call me Feli, and I like pasta, kitties, pretty girls, pretty boys too, pasta…" He continued to ramble until Lovi hit him upside the head. "Idiota." He grumbled.

"This is Maka and Soul." Lukas told Lovino simply.

"I'm Lovino Vargas." He said.

"I'm Antonio Fernandez Carriedo!" Antonio chirped happily.

"Let's show them around Lovi~!" Feli said.

"No, and don't call me Lovi." He immediately responded.

"Aww… but why not? And I promised them I would." He whined.

"We can read the map." Lukas stated.

Lovino would have to remember to thank the 'butter bitch'. Yes, instead of bastard he got bitch. Blame that on the one time he showed up to a world conference butter and coffee deprived… Scary.

"It was nice meeting you two." Maka said politely.

"Yeah," Soul agreed.

Vlad gave a puppy dog face at Feli and the Italian returned it.

"Come on, let's get going." Arthur said, grabbing Vlad's arm, forcefully removing the two child-like nations.

The five walked off, well the four walked off and the fifth was dragged, leaving the Italian brother and the Spaniard on their own.

-Timeskip-

Lukas tossed the soul over to Vlad. "Take it." He commanded.

Vlad nodded and thanked Lukas.

"That's the last of them." Soul commented.

"Yup," Maka smiled a bit.

Suddenly Lukas whispered, "Lovino." He unexpectedly took off, jumping and flipping off of buildings.

"Wait!" Arthur called going after him, the other three followed.

The group raced until Lukas came to an abrupt stop. He quickly pushed the doors open and what everyone saw surprised them.

Feli was holding back an angry Spain; face looking like he was a pirate again.

Lovino was surrounded by dead people, they were the ones he was yelling at earlier, and blood was trickling from his forehead and gushing from his torso.

"Why did you kill them? Are you alone? Afraid? Neglected?"

The pink haired person just laughed in response, said, "The doors here only open one way. They open inward.", and charged at Lovino.

Before their blade could meet anywhere near Lovino, a shining axe stopped it.

Lovino's eyes widened at the sight and said, "How'd you know I was here?"

"Lukas can sense emotions, especially negative emotions. Haven't you noticed how good he is at telling what you're hiding? You'd have to be really good to fool him." Vlad told Lovino with a grin.

Arthur stepped up and dragged Lovino to Antonio, the poor boy finally let the blood loss get to him.

Vlad swung Lukas up attempting to knock the meister's, Crona's, sword out of the way.

Crona became startled and Vlad flipped behind them and sliced at their neck, only for the black flood to seep out and then harden.

Maka came up, wielding Soul, prepared to fight.

"Say thank you, Crona, I could've let you bleed out." The sword said.

"Thank you, Ragnarok." Crona replied.

All three nations thought one thing, this is the demon sword.

The fight continued with dodging, attacking, and planning. The Italians and Spaniard exited on Arthur's request with only having to forcibly drag Antonio away twice.

Of course Antonio could fight but they decided they didn't need anyone innocent accidentally hurt or their little secret spilled while fighting. It would be bad if Antonio suddenly yelled, "Who do you think you're dealing with? I am Spain! I had the almighty Spanish Armada!" In a rage induced haze.

Vlad and Lukas switched positions again and Vlad took off to help Maka and Soul. As he was running Crona suddenly turned to him and lunged. Ragnarok sliced at his neck but Vlad dodged it, consequently making the blow directed towards Maka. Soul jumped in front of the girl; keeping her safe from the hit but getting a huge gash across his stomach.

Arthur charged at Crona, sliding on his back so he could slice at their legs to throw them off of balance. Ten minutes later, Stein and Spirit came rushing in.

"You guys need to leave." Professor Stein said sternly.

Arthur Vlad and Maka nodded, although Maka's was weaker than the others.

They raced to the doors pulling them open.

Stein and Spirit started a soul resonance.

A laugh came from a hooded figure on a broom in the sky. She shot a snake like arrow while releasing soul protect at the same time. Maka, Stein, and Spirit looked up to her giving Lukas the chance he needed.

He took out a vial, opened it, and poured it into Soul's mouth. The vial held some of Lukas' magic that he stored for dire situations. It wouldn't heal him fully but it would make soul close to un-killable for a few weeks.

Sensing the magic, the witch looked down to the Norwegian.

So the boy stole magic, no, no, he has magic. She thought. Let's see how he reacts to this. Her voice echoed madly through her head.

Sending out another arrow, Medusa cackled, letting it ring in bounds of sinister laughter.

As it approached his heart, a scream was heard.

"Lukas!"

Soo… How'd you like the chapter? Please leave a review!

Edit: Gah, I forgot to give the starred info. Here we go:

*Italy and Vlad are friends because they were both at least partially under Roman rule one time and their bubbly and happy

*Aleksander is Bulgaria