Author Notes- Again, I'm sorry for updating slowly but I did warn you in the last chapter. Sadly at least as far as I'm aware, I did not meet anyone who is reading any of my stories while I was at Kumoricon. If you were there or are just simply curious, I was Garry from Ib.

Also, due to the fact that this chapter follows Italy and Romano though will try to keep it down there is a lot of Italian. I will try to keep it simple and clean so that you don't have to scroll down to the translations over and over, but still I apologize in advance if I do get confusing.

WARNING: THIS CHAPTER IS EXTREMELY SAD AND ANGSTY.

I APOLOGIZE IN ADVANCE TO MANY READERS AND ESPECIALLY TO Spamano4ever

-Chapter 6-

Italy ran after Romano, he felt bad for saying that to Germany but he felt worse leaving in the dark on such a serious matter. Romano had already jumped into the drivers seat of Italy's red convertible, "Fratello what are you doing?" Italy asked as he ran to his car. "What does it look like?" Romano's annoyed voice snapped. "But I'm the one that can sense them, and since we don't clearly know where it is shouldn't I drive?" Italy persisted. Romano turned his head to Italy, "You also are the one who is not supposed to drive while under the influence of medication. I get it, you want to save Prussia. But I'm not about to let you get in a car crash. Now get in."

Italy did as his brother ordered as his typical smile creased his face, which made it look like he had won the quarl. Italy was touched by how caring his brother was, though of course he would like it if he could act nicer. "So do we know what it looks like?" Italy asked Romano as the car speeded off before Germany could even get out of the house. Romano didn't look away from the road as he answered "Yeah, I spoke with Greece about taking in America and England and while we were speaking he told me more about the demon. It apparently wears and plague doctor mask."

Italy's opened eyes looking sharpened "San Leonardo..." Romano glanced at Italy for a moment questioningly. "Drive to the Church of San Leonardo. Vee" Italy's vee sounded forced. Romano furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. "Why would it be at a church?" Italy shook his head "I'm an expert at these things. The demon will be there. I'm sure of it." Romano's hands tightened on the wheel as they made a sharp turn, "If you insist." Romano grumbled. As beautiful as their churches were both of them avoided them for the fact that they are always full of lost souls, which is the most heart breaking sight Romano had ever seen. And on top of that they weren't going to a normal church, no they're going to an abandoned church.

After driving for two hours Romano stopped the car letting them soak in the cold air of the practically empty valley, he glared at the church that had been ignored by the sun and blanketed by a dark cloud. Italy readjusted the sash of grenades and cracked his knuckles before grabbing his favorite sword. He exited car and his back made a large cracking sound that made Romano flinch. Romano took a deep breath and snatched his machine gun from the back seat, he stared at his trusty weapon for a moment. He had a horrible feeling in his chest and wanted to call Spain for help. He was reaching to his pocket without thinking when Italy spoke "Do you want to wait in the car while I take care of this? Vee?" Italy's voice sounded soft and concerned and his were once again closed.

Romano snapped "Of course not! I'm going this demon guy's ass! You just back me up!" Romano shouted as he jumped over his car door. Italy smiled "Right. Vee~" he then turned to the church and chirped "I don't think we need to lock the car here. Vee~" Romano walked past him toward the church "Obviously." he grunted as Italy quickly walked to catch up too him. Romano stopped at the doors of the church, his stomach turned "It better be here." he said annoyed with the idea of all of this going to nothing. He lightly pushed on the door which made and screech that could make you want to claw your own ears off. For a moment he didn't move, Italy tilted his head "Are you sure you want do this? You seem really tense."

"Yeah I'm damn sure of this!" Romano shouted, more to convince himself than his brother. He stormed in "See, everything is fine!" which then he took the time to look around. He was standing at the part that the wall had fallen inward and now allowed daylight in. Not that it was very light due to the clouds. "Lovino." Italy's harsh voice like the cold unforgiving wind, his eyes open and showing that he had locked onto his target. Romano followed Italy's gaze toward the darkness his shadow pointed too. He couldn't see anything but aimed his gun toward where Italy was looking. Italy seized one of the grenades from his sash and ripped the pin out with his teeth. He threw the grenade at the darkness and both he and Romano quickly covered their eyes with one arm.

"Hai fatto un errore enorme, sacerdoti." A voice said that sounded inhuman. Italy grinded his teeth together making a noise that had always made Romano more uneasy than actual demons did. Romano removed his arm and saw the huge clouds mixed of dust from the ancient church and the the sacred ashes that grenade contained. Italy had already entered and was in a fighting stance. And Romano could see that their opponent had stepped a bit out of the darkness, though at the moment all Romano could really see was two purple rings which he assumed were eyes and he could make out faintly the shape of a pair of large horns. "Come ti permetti... sporca la nostra lingua con la tua demoniaco bocca!" Italy yelled as he dashed at his opponent. He swung his sword making a surprised howl echo in the church. It pushed Italy away, making him shriek from the sudden pain as the dagger cut him.

"Feliciano!" Romano shouted as Italy pushed himself off the dirty floor "I'm fine!" he growled, Romano nodded to Italy and snapped his head to the demon that was examining it's wound in shock. "Come?" It thought out loud not noticing Romano point his machine gun at it, "That sword is blessed." Romano answered pausing for it too look at him. "And the bullets in this gun explode the moment they hit the target release the holy water in them. Arrivederci." Romano's gun rang as it shot into the darkness. After his machine gun must have shot it at least twenty four times his trigger finger relaxed. He lowered his arm looked to his brother smirked even though his heart was racing "See Feli? I nailed that bastardo!" Italy looked up at Romano with knee on the ground and with one hand still clutching the sword "Lavino!" he shouted desperately.

Romano's stomach turned with that horrible feeling he had earlier as he screamed in agony. He looked at the demon that had jumped on top of him shoving his knife like fingers through Romano's chest like it was butter. "Cazzo!" Romano cried from the pain. He looked at his attacker straight in the eyes. "Ti do il mio regalo più grande prima io morire! Io do a tutti voi il dolore di peste, ma ti uccide in pochi minuti!" It screamed as it turned it's fingers in Romano's chest. "Figlio di puttana!" Italy cursed as he swung his sword with such force not only did he cut the beast chest only being stopped by the spine but he sent it flying to the wall which bricks then crashed down breaking several of it bones. Italy stared at the broken pile of bricks flesh, blood and bones mangled up for a moment before deciding that it was truly dead.

He turned to Romano and dropped his sword as the tears started to roll down his dusty face. "Lovino!" He cried as he fell to his knees while looking at his brother. Romano looked at Italy, his breath was shallow and he looked pale. His eyes had the purple rim that Italy had covered, "J-just don't move okay? I'll heal you!" he stuttered. He moved his hand to Romano's stomach that's black fabric had turned to a deep red, Romano blocked Italy's arm with his hand. "No...It's too late..." Italy looked at him bewildered "You can't just give up! I need you! The world needs you!" Romano turned his head side to side looking almost disappointed by Italy's words, "The world will be fine. After all, when they think of Italy they think of you." his voice losing any of the attitude Italy knew it for. "But what about me?! What about Spain?!" Italy sobbed his voice sounding defeated.

Romano coughed as his eyes dulled in color "Spain..." he mumbled under his breath sadly. "Non sono riuscito a mantenere la mia promessa a lui..." Romano coughed up blood as Italy sobbed uncontrollably. "Lovino..." He said meekly waiting for him to continue. "Lovino...?" He repeated after waiting for a few moment before realizing that Romano's body had gotten limp. "No you can't leave me! You leave me like he did! You can't!" he cried as he hugged Romano wanting to at least hear him yelp in pain or something. But he didn't make a sound or move a muscle. Italy already knew that he was dead but didn't want to accept it. He looked up at the large cross that somehow had survived after all these years just like him, "Why?! Why me?!" he screamed at the wooden cross.

His hand clutched to his stomach in pain, he gasped for air. He could feel the blood slip through his fingers as he squeezed his stomach that turned from stress. He turned his back Romano's limp body and choked on his own words.

"Oh dio..."

Translations-

Italian

Fratello

Means "Brother" (Seriously guys you should know this by now)

Hai fatto un errore enorme, sacerdoti.

Means "You made a huge mistake, priests."

Come ti permetti... sporca la nostra lingua con la tua demoniaco bocca!

Means "How dare you... dirty our language with your demonic mouth!"

Come?

Means "How?"

Arrivederci.

Means "Goodbye."

Cazzo!

Means "Fuck!"

Ti do il mio regalo più grande prima io morire! Io do a tutti voi il dolore di peste, ma ti uccide in pochi minuti!

Means "I give you my greatest gift before I die! I give you all the pain of the plague, but it kills you in a few minutes!"

Figlio di puttana!

Means "Son of a bitch!"

Non sono riuscito a mantenere la mia promessa a lui...

Means "I could not keep my promise to him..."

Oh dio...

Means "Oh god..."

More Author Notes- I. Am. Sorry.

Please forgive me! I know that I just hurt your feels but I couldn't help it!

But in all seriousness I spent so much time researching for this chapter. You have no idea.