Since nobody was voting (except SeafoamPurpleCurtains, THANKS!) and I need to get this done before the 19th (this is typed/uploaded on my School Laptop which gets turned in the 19th ) I asked some school friends for votes! So, here's Envy and by SOMEONE'S complaining (*cough cough* fara *cough cough*) I'll press the "enter" key when they talk.
"Apparently mass chaos has been happening in Germany, but no one seems to know the reason. People overcome with fits of rage have been protesting and fighting back against the police force sent to control the riots. We'll keep you informed as we learn more." Everyone was shocked as Germany walked into the room.
"What? Is something wrong?" Prussia stood up warily.
"You feeling ok West?" Germany blinked.
"I feel fine, why do you ask?" He turned toward the screen.
"Wait, that's in my country… why don't I feel anything…?" Germany sat down in shock. The countries all glanced at each other, then England changed the channel to Spongebob, and everyone watched silently.
The next morning was quiet, well, quiet for having multiple countries in one house. Until Spain got a phone call from an angry Italian.
"Hola! You have reached Espa-"
"YOU TOMATAO BASTARD WHERE ARE YOU? YOU'VE BEEN GONE FOR A WEEK! I AM STARVING AND THERE AREN'T ANY TOMATOES STILL!" Spain held the phone away from his ear, smiling.
"Oh Lovi~! There are Tomatoes in the garden!"
"I KNOW THAT! YOU EXPECT ME TO- wait what's that?" Spain frowned.
"Lovi? What's what? The garden is for Tomatoes only…" The countries paused their conversations to listen to Spain's end of the phone call.
"I KNOW THAT IDIOTA! There's a pretty purple one!" Spain paled.
"LOVI! DON'T TOUCH IT!" he shouted into the cell phone.
"OWCH YOU IDIOT! THAT HURT MY EARS! And why shouldn't I touch it? You've been hiding it from me haven't you! YOU JERK!"
"Lovino Vargas! Do NOT touch the purple orb." Spain commanded in a creepily serious voice.
"ok… but not because you told me to! Only because I WANT to!" Spain laughed. Italy laughed too.
"Ve~ fratello is so funny!" There was silence on the phone.
"Uhh, Lovi~?"
"you… are with Feliciano?"
"uh, yea…." Spain frowned. "Is there something wrong Lovi?"
"NO! HE TAKES EVERYTHING FROM ME! HE TOOK GRANDPA, HE TOOK THE TALENTS, AND NOW YOU! IT'S NOT FAIR!" Romano screamed.
"Lovi it's not like that!" Spain protested.
"THEN WHY ARE YOU WITH HIM! WHY DO YOU HATE ME! WH-…" Lovino stopped talking.
"Lovi~?"
"WHY THE FUCK IS THE PURPLE TOMATO MOVING?" Spain paled, realizing what was going on.
"ROMANO RUN! RUN AND DON'T STOP!" He screamed desperately. The other countries were incredibly worried at this point. (a/n: they can't clearly hear Romano's side of the conversation, so hearing Spain freak out would scare them)
"SPAAIIIINNN!" The phone went dead.
"Romano? ROMANO!" Spain desperately tried calling back, only to reach the voicemail. Italy looked scared.
"What's wrong with Fratello?" Italy asked. Spain turned around, looking grim.
"I think that one of those sin things was still seeking out a vessel or whatever they are, and Romano's rage triggered it." Spain theorized. The other countries were shocked and Italy started sobbing. The only one who didn't look shocked was Germany.
"Well, it was obvious Romano would get Envy." He started.
"He's always been jealous of Italy for spending more time with Rome, plus Italy has more talents and he was probably jealous of me as well, since Italy spends more time with me than he does with Romano." This was a very legitimate reason.
"Well, the obvious thing to do right now is to head toward South Italy and solve this problem." England said, picking up the spell book. She handed it to Italy, who looked confused.
"You have to say the spell, since you're family, so you're coming with us." She said, so sternly that it scared Italy and he hid behind Germany.
"Germany, Spain, you guys are coming too. I'll come to supervise the spell, and everyone else should stay here. We don't want Romano to run off before Italy can say the spell." Everyone agreed, some not excitingly (*cough * America *cough*) The countries gathered supplies and headed off toward South Italy, where Romano was waiting.
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"Fratello? Where are you?" Italy called out. The countries have been searching for a few hours and Romano wasn't anywhere in sight.
"We better hurry before his people start getting affected by this." England noted. Germany nodded and followed Italy toward his house (a/n: the one Italy and Romano share, not Germany's) while Spain and England followed, more slowly as they were searching the stores and alleys along the way.
"FRATELLO YOU'RE OK! And you're a pretty girl!" Italy squealed as he and Germany entered the house, seeing Romano- now female- inside. Romano turned, and grinned. This was obviously not good. Her hair was now long, and held back in a ponytail, but the curl was still there. She still wore her military uniform, but with shorts and black boots instead of pants.
"Hey Feli, I was waiting for you." Romano grinned even wider. Germany was cautious, but Italy ran to give his brother/sister a hug (a/n: from now on, I'm gonna refer to Romano as Italy's sister until the gender-bend is done)
"Italy! Be careful!" Germany warned, but it was too late. As soon as Italy wrapped his arms around Romano, he gasped and fell back.
"ITALY!" Germany shouted and ran to his friend. There was blood- lots of it. He looked up and saw Romano with a pair of bloody scissors in her hands (a/n: well, it has to be SOMEWHAT based off the Tailor of Enbizaka song, so I added the scissors).
"How does it feel Feli? That's almost the exact same amount of pain I've felt because of you." Romano frowned at Germany's glare.
"What do you want, Potato-bastard?" Romano smirked and stepped closer.
"He's your brother! He came for you because he was WORRIED. And how do you thank him? How do you show your appreciation? How do you show your LOVE for your brother? You stab him with scissors!" Germany's voice grew as he shouted at Romano.
"Lovi?" Romano and Germany both froze, as Spain and England walked into the door.
"Lovi, why did you hurt your hermano?" Spain said sadly. Romano looked shocked.
"He was coming in between us! I did it for you! For my Spagna…" Now it was Spain's time to look shocked.
"Lovi…. What? You never said something like that before…" Spain tried to step closer, but England held him back.
"She's probably tricking you Spain. We need you to stay conscious so you can say the spell, since Italy certainly can't." England handed Spain the spell book. Spain nodded and opened the book.
"You think you can seal me up like the others? I'm smarter than that now!" Romano lunged at Spain, who yelped and fell out the front door. Germany came from behind and tackled Romano.
"Spain, I'd do the spell while Romano is occupied." England poked Spain from the back. Spain gulped and opened the book.
"Ir espíritu malo de parte de donde vienes
Sellada una vez más
Nunca molesten a este reino nuevo
O su espíritu no será capaz de reparar" Spain finished and looked up, only to see Romano inches away. They stood there, and nothing happened.
"HA! I knew you didn't love me! I KNEW ITALY TOOK YOU TO!" Romano screamed and stabbed the scissors into the shocked Spain's chest.
"SPAIN! Bloody hell Romano! The man loved you and you tried to kill him!" England snapped at the Italian. When that didn't work, England walked over to Romano and slapped her.
"OW! You BITCH that HURT!" Romano screeched, clutching her now-red cheek. AS she rose to stab England, she froze when Spain grabbed her ankle.
"Lovi~ I do love you! Ever since you were a bebé. You are my poco de tomate." As Spain said that, he relaxed and closed his eyes. Romano started crying.
"You dumb t-tomato b-bastard! W-why d-did y-you s-say that?" As Romano sobbed over Spain's body, she started to glow purple. England and Germany watched as the orb of Envy left Romano and entered Pandora's box. (a/n: yea they brought it with them, I forgot to mention this.) Germany groaned as Romano fell unconscious. England turned, curious to why the German seemed frustrated.
"How are the two of us going to carry the three of them?" England face-palmed.
"Ok, so maybe I should've let America come along…"
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Somehow England and Germany managed to get the Italies and Spain back to Ireland's house. Prussia helped Germany carry the Italies upstairs to the guest room to rest (since all the other infected countries were awake already) while Scotland took Spain and laid him down in Wales' room. Ireland walked into the living room, just getting off the phone.
"Germany's boss is worried about how Germany doesn't feel anything even though his people are rioting." Ireland said.
"I'm worried about bruder too…" Prussia said as he walked down the stairs.
"I let Germany have moment with Italy alone." Prussia said as the other countries stared at him.
"Hey Prussia, you know a lot about Germany. Do you have any theories about this?" Ireland asked. Prussia sighed.
"There's something about this that is familiar sort of. Like, I know why but I can't remember…" Prussia groaned and held his head in his hands.
"Don't think too much about it. It'll come back eventually." Hungary said, flipping the page in the book Japan let her borrow (a/n: it's totally yaoi :D). Prussia sighed and leaned back on his chair.
"Yea, you're right Lizzie… wait!" Prussia suddenly stood up. Hungary looked up from her magazine.
"What? Was it something I said?" Hungary asked. Prussia stared at Hungary.
"Ok, so the one area of Germany that is rioting and being not-awesome is the one area of Germany I didn't give to him. That's the original Germany, but before that he wasn't Germany." Prussia explained. Austria stood up.
"Wait, what do you mean 'wasn't Germany'?" Austria asked. Prussia sighed.
"Ok, well, Germany wasn't always 'Ludwig Beilschmidt' AKA Germany. I actually found him as a kid, unconscious and bleeding. I felt bad and took him in, with Germania's approval of course. I trained him and eventually he became Germany and I became the state of Prussia…" Prussia sadly smiled at the memory. Austria was about to comment when a crash came from upstairs. The countries looked upstairs as what seemed to be a struggle started.
"That doesn't sound good…" France stated. Prussia didn't wait and ran upstairs.
"HEY! YOU GET BACK HERE!" The countries heard him shout. Hungary looked outside.
"There's someone running away… with Italy!" The other countries gathered at the window before splitting up. Hungary, Japan, Russia, Scotland, America, and China ran after the kidnapper as the others ran upstairs. They found an unconscious Germany and Romano was groaning and slowly waking up. Prussia was holding Germany's head.
"Who the bloody hell was that?" England asked. Prussia looked up.
"He looked a lot like Germany… but a little different. He wore all black. Germany mentioned a friend like that when he was little, but I thought he was imaginary…" Austria paled.
"Describe this 'friend' exactly as Germany used to describe him!" Prussia looked up.
"Uh, ok. Well, when Germany was a junge he said the kid was blond with blue eyes like him, really pale, and wore a weird black hat and cape. He also said something about a mop?" Prussia tried to remember.
"That- that describes Holy Roman Empire exactly!" Austria exclaimed. France paled at this.
"Holy Rome? That boy Italy fell in love with when he was young? I thought he was dea- I mean I thought he disappeared." France said.
"That's what I thought too." Austria said. At that moment Hungary barged in.
"We lost them… But he seemed to be heading to Austria's house." Austria was shocked.
"Well, let's get going! We have an Italian to save!" Scotland said, grabbing the spell book and leading all the countries out to Austria.
Wow that was long! I hope it's better. So, Holy Roman Empire. There are a LOT of Theories about him. The one I like the best is that when HRE went off to war, he was nearly killed by France, but Prussia found him and raised him as 'Germany' since HRE got amnesia or something. Germany had no recollection of his time as HRE except an "imaginary friend" that was really his past self. As Germany grew, HRE grew and soon became real. So, since HRE was still in love with Italy, seeing Germany with him made him angry. Hence why he is the last sin, Wrath, and why Germany isn't affected by his country's issues. Also, he's heading to Austria's because that's where he last saw Italy.
ON TO TRANSLATIONS:
Spell was in Spanish.
Fratello- brother –Italian
Hermano- brother-Spanish
Spagna- Spain- Italian
Bebe- baby-Spanish
Poco de tomate- little tomato-Spanish
Bruder-brother- German
Junge-kid-German
Any questions? Review or pm me!