Author Notes- Hello! I have returned! And I'm going to try to keep on updating frequently!

-Chapter 3-

England stared at this thing, if he could've he would have started to run. But he couldn't feel his legs anymore. I should have just waited it out, England thought as the beast got so close the beak of his mask was nearly touching him. England's eyes felt heavy. I can't pass out, not now. He thought though, awake or not he was in a bad situation. The beast put his hand on England's chest, England could feel the points of it's fingers cutting him. It pushed England down onto the concrete with ease.

England was desperately trying to reach for the gun that was just in his pocket, but his arms felt like lead. "Combattere è inutile. Sarete svenuto in circa un minuto. E allora si sarà in miniera a che fare con quello che mi pare." England glared at this monster, not knowing what it said. England was concentrating on trying find a way out of the situation, until a familiar voice rang out from the darkness "England?! What the heck are you doing there?!" the red eyed Prussian asked. England was never really fond of Prussia, however he knew that Prussia could not see the monster that could claw off his face at any moment. So he yelled despite how exhausting it felt to even whisper "Prussia, run! Run as fast as you ca-" England would've finished his sentence had it not been for the monster, that had put hand on his mouth muffling his words.

Prussia now alarmed pulled his pistol from his pocket and started to run over to England "England?! Are you okay?!" he yelled, clueless on what just happened. England's vision started to go black as the monster removed it hand from his mouth, the beast then turned it attention to the Prussian who was now huffing and puffing from running. The monster put his hand on Prussia's gun and leaned in to so that his mouth was just a hair away from his ear and whispered "Dal buio della tua mente che io vi comando, uccidere se stessi."

Prussia's once candy red eyes dulled to a crimson as his hand that held the gun moved so that the barrel of the pistol was against his temple. "Not today!" Greece yelled snatching the gun from Prussia, who then collapsed. Greece and the devilish being made eye contact, Greece put his hand on the demon's mask without hesitation or fear. "Στο όνομα όλων αυτών που είναι άγιος, σε διατάζω να φύγεις αυτή τη γη." The beast screeched in reply it's dagger fingers cutting through the mask into it's own face as it panicked. A black portal appeared under it's feet sucking him down and away. The black portal then closed after taking the beast away.

Prussia sat up and looked at Greece confused to no end on what just happened, Greece fell onto one knee. His breaths were loud and quick, he turned his head to Prussia "I'll *Huff* explain later. *Huff* Just carry *Huff* England to Italy's place." Prussia would have argued if not for the fact the Greek was in no condition to carry England himself. Prussia sigh and walked over to England, then realized that England's chest was bleeding bad. Prussia carried England piggyback style and started walking, and noticed his pistol was now in Greece's hand.

This better be good. Prussia thought as they walked down the street. He hadn't gone to the world meeting but he had heard from France that something had happened with Italy, he didn't go into detail about it saying that it was hard to explain. But Prussia did know that his brother didn't go home like most of the other countries. And considering that the rumors say that even Russia was scared by whatever it was that happened, Germany could be in some serious trouble.

When they reached the house Greece tried to open the door, which was of course locked. Prussia was surprised by the angry tone from the usually peaceful country "Open the damn door!" he yelled he hit the door loudly. Prussia could hear footsteps loudly running to the door, which then stopped at the doorway. Romano opened the door and simply moved out of the doorway and said "Get in." before Prussia walked he hunched over, trying to keep England from hitting the door frame.

Prussia looked around and saw America who was still very groggy and tired "What's going on dudes?" he said as he rubbed his eyes, not even realizing that England was on Prussia's back. Romano pointed to the living room while looking at Prussia "Put him on the couch." Prussia nodded and stepped through the Italian and American's paths. Romano then turned to America "That stupido England ran off while everyone was asleep." America exclaimed "What?!" Romano shook his head and sighed "He's in the living room. I'll go in and check on his condition. It would be best if you stayed by his side for encase he wakes up." America looked nervous "Why? Did something serious happen?" Romano ran his hand through his hair "I don't know, but I do know that there are horrible things out there. I wouldn-"

Romano's sentence was interrupted by the sound of barfing coming from the bathroom, which hadn't even been closed. Romano looked at the bathroom and groaned "He knows what happens when he does this." "Does what?" Prussia asked having swapped places with America, who was now freaking out over England's blood chest. "He had already taken his medicine when he saved your asses. He must of used the ability to command, but doing that while under the influence of any kind of drug is a big no. So now he's paying the price." Romano then walked into the living room to examine England.

Romano looked at England, who had passed out and was now bleeding all over the couch. Idiot. Romano thought as he unbuttoned England's shirt so he could see the wounds. "How bad is it?!" America who had turned very pale yelled, Romano didn't even glance at America "Well the good news is that it's something I can treat, the bad new is that we're not sure if the damage that's been done is only physical." America eyes widened. "What do you mean by that? You don't mean he's been possessed, right?" Romano looked at America "Make yourself useful, go get me the first aid kit. It's in the bottom shelf to the left in Italy's room." America didn't like that Romano avoided his question, but he nodded and ran to Italy's bedroom anyway.

Meanwhile Prussia had walked to Italy's bedroom, vaguely remembering the layout of the house from the times that Germany and him have been invited to have dinner at their house. He poked his in and just as he expected, Germany and Italy were there. Italy was sitting up looking at the doorway, and Germany was sitting in a chair next to Italy's bed. Both looked alarmed, which was understandable since Greece had yelled for someone to get the door in the middle of the night and was now puking his guts out. Germany looked at Prussia surprised "Prussia?! Why are you here?" Prussia shook his head and sighed "Nice to see you too. Anyways I'm here because the awesome me wanted to check on his bro."

Prussia noticed Italy who was looking at him curiously "What is there something on me?" Italy slowly shook his head "It's just...You smell like blood. Vee~" Italy said with his usual sing song voice. Prussia didn't respond for a moment because he was slightly shocked by Italy's statement, Prussia didn't even think that Italy knew what that smelt like. "Uh yeah. England was bleeding when the awesome me carried him here." Italy put his hand on his face "He must have tried to go home while we were all asleep. Tipica stronzata. Vee~" America bursted through the door and bumped into Prussia. "Sorry dude! Do you know where the firs-" Italy interrupted as leaned over the side of the bed opening a cabinet "It's in here. Vee~" Italy stretched his arms out as he grabbed the first aid kit.

"Thanks dude!" America said in his loud voice as he grabbed the first aid kit before running back out of the room. Italy sighed putting his head back against the headboard "I'll have to check on him in the morning." Prussia looked at Italy confused on so many levels "Why can't you go visit him right now?" Italy's face turned bright pink before he covered it with his hands. Though it was slightly muffled Prussia heard Italy say "I can't." "Why not?" Prussia returned, weirded out by how there wasn't Vee at the end of Italy's sentence. "My stress medication cut off the feelings in my legs, so basically I can't walk until tomorrow. Which is why I couldn't escort England home earlier today." Prussia looked at Germany who understood whatever it was that was going on.

"I have no idea what you're talking about, but I'm going to let deal with whatever it is that you're going through and keep an eye on England." Prussia paused before smiling mischievously "Don't get any ideas while I'm gone bro." Germany blushed as Prussia snickered while walking out of the room.

Prussia stopped while he was walking down the hall and his head to his pistol, which was laying on the ground next to the bathroom door. Greece must have dropped it in the rush. Prussia thought as he stared at it. He had bad feeling as stared at it. He walked over to it and picked it up, he was going to put it back into his pocket. But instead he froze, looking into the pistol. So many bad memories were flashing into him at once along with all the hurtful emotion that came with them. Strangely even though he didn't know Italian a voice in his head rang "Uccidere se stessi."

Prussia gasped when he heard a blood curdling scream come from the living room, he shoved the pistol into his pocket and to the living room as he shouted. "What happened?!" He saw England kicking and screaming. Romano was holding his arms down, Romano snapped his head to America who was staring in shock "Help me hold him down!" America stared for moment before reluctantly helping Romano hold England down. England continued to struggle and scream as they pinned him down, Romano looked at Prussia who was trying figure out the situation "There's a sedative in the first aid kit, hand it to me!" Prussia quickly obeyed giving him the sedative which Romano then pushed into England's wrist. England's screams and struggles continued for another few minutes but then he stopped fighting and just sobbed.

"What was that?" America said, his hands were curled up into fists and his head was down. Romano sighed "Delayed stress reaction. Basically he's reacting to whatever he faced before Greece saved him." Romano paused as he ran his hand through his hair "We wanted him to wait before going home with good reason."

Translations

Italian

Combattere è inutile. Sarete svenuto in circa un minuto. E allora si sarà in miniera a che fare con quello che mi pare.

Means "Fighting is useless. You'll be passed out in about a minute. And then you will be mine to do with as I please."
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Dal buio della tua mente che io vi comando, uccidere se stessi.

Means "From the darkness of your mind that I command you, to kill oneself."

stupido
Means "stupid" (If you couldn't figure that one out there's a problem)
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Tipica stronzata.

Means "Typical bullshit."

Greek

Στο όνομα όλων αυτών που είναι άγιος, σε διατάζω να φύγεις αυτή τη γη.

Means "In the name of all that is holy, I command you to leave this earth."

More Author Notes- First I make a chapter that's not as eventful as the last, now I make chapter that's not as long as the last.
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