Author's Note:
The end is near…
for this story.
From your Day~
Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia. Some of the content happened in History, but mostly it never happened.
…" Traitor "…
/ The Soviet Union became more and more powerful as they stretched from north to south of Europe; The loses of Germany caused him many wounds and broken bones… Italy would always pray each moment, begging to stop this war instantly, but this is the truth, this is why he was there, to be a traitor. /
/ Prussia was send to battles too, this gave him no time with his brother; And as planned, this will give more time for Italy's plans. Italy only did this cause he doesn't want to be discovered as a Traitor; he knows that someday that shame will be marked on him, but he wants to speak this truth to his beloved Germany: face to face and not to be pointed to him without an explanation. /
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/ It was a fine day in April; Italy visited his Dictator… Benito Mussolini. His dictator was trying to escape the Italians who were against him, in this case majority of the population in Italy wants him to be killed, cause they all wanted to be freed from his rule. /
Italy: I see that my people are against you…
Benito: Don't listen to them Italy; t-they don't know what consequences their choice can make.
Italy: The voice of my people, is the voice of my heart; if this is what they want, I shall not prevail it, for they are my people, I'm just their country, their land and their home; and as I've seen you became as a dirt upon their ears and eyes, so they shall wipe you out, for they saw the truth, they witnessed the truth; they knew you failed, you failed to listen to them, on what they want, on what they need, so now this is the consequence of your dullness, you'll die…
/ A group of men entered the room and arrested Benito. /
Benito: Italy what's happening?!, help me!
Italy: (* Smile *) Just pray that you'll end up in heaven.
Benito: What!?
Italy: Remember… this is not my choice; this is our people's choice… goodbye my friend.
/ Benito Mussolini was killed brutally by the Italian people. /
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/ The Allies had a meeting; everyone was present; as I've said everyone is present: this includes Italy. Italy with them was kind of awkward. Not because everyone thinks he was like one of the axis but his kind of dirty; not with mud or something, but he was soaked in fresh blood. /
England: Italy… may I ask; is that what we think it is?...
Italy: (* Spits blood *) Russia needs a little help.
England: You should have taken a bath or changed your clothes.
Italy: I had no time; besides being present in this meeting is more important than being so clean and representable: and I think red looks wonderful on my tan skin so…, bare with it.
Russia: I think It's my fault comrades; I should have called back-up for Italy.
Italy: Its fine, the line was too faulty when you called me.
America: So…, when will Hitler be out of the picture?
Italy: Tomorrow.
America: Ok…, Wait!, did I just heard it right?, tomorrow!, are you sure?... your not joking right?
Italy: Yes. What you heard is clear and true America; tomorrow is his last dance…
Italy's point of view:
So this is the plan…, I never knew it would end up this sad…