Angel of Darkness

by 20 Percent Awesomer

After year's of mental and physical scar's your favortie Brit personfication's mask shattered. What become's of him can a certain self-proclaimed hero save his sanity? All these clue's and some nation's get closer to the answer but will everthing collaspe in the end? Based of off Britain's abuse in the show and fandom. Warning: Not for the light hearted /FINISHED SEQUEL COMING SOON

4. Paint it Red

Angel of Darkness

Chapter Four: Paint It Red

Prussia: Live: 1 Death: 1

Germany: Live: 1 Death: ?

Italy: Live: 1 Death:?

Romano: Live: 2 Death: ?

Spain: Live: 2 Death: ?

The Death Winner is….

Due to not many vote's I choose randomly ….

Issssssss…. Issssssssss…..

Spondge Bob! Congrat's! Not really, I am so, so sorry, but I picked Italy.. ;3;

I truly am a horrible person.

Hate me.

Okay if you catch the hidden anime refence, your OC get's to be in the next chapter! This one is a hard one. Thank you so much, and yes Guest Arite, will find his light. * or Death, I SAID NOTHING~*

And Yes this is dark.

It's my specialty.

Mwhaaha. ^J^

Okay I will stop being a idiot.

I will call Iggy Arthur due to many of my wonderful reviewer's calling him that but he will still be Iggy to me!

After this chapter the lyric's will get darker and some chapter's may be darker than other, like this one, Also there is mutiable refence's in this chapter if you spot them all you get this cookie! But remember try and spot the big one. Hint: Something to do with angels.

Dismclaimer's: I DON'T OWN ANYTHING EXPECT STORY!

Warning's: Super GrimDark, intense gore, insane Artie, and scary image's :(

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Hello, nice to meet you, you seem familiar.

Have we talked before?

Goodbye, sweetie, nice to see you,

Haven't talked in a while.

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Arthur's P.O.V

"Hey, hey, hey You um- UK, can we call you something else your name is akward." One of the axe's asked.

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"Just call me by my human name you wanker." I said loudly though the wind.

"That is?" The boy one asked.

I mentally slapped myself.

"Arthur." I replied shortly.

"What a dorky name." The axe's stated in harmony.

"I will drop one of you if you don't shut the fuck up ." I yelled extremely loud.

"Then, you won't have symmetry." The girl axe said shakily.

"Why do I care about symmetry?" I asked confused.

"Nothing." The guy one said quickly.

"So now that you know my name, may I know yours?" I asked monotone in my voice.

"My name, is Hidari, pleasure to me you psychopath." The female one greeted rudely.

"My name, is Migi, don't forget it, freak." The male one said roughly.

"Yeah, yeah love you guy's too." I turned around and gave them a twisted smile.

"Turn your head around. Your going to bump into a tree." The two said in union.

So, with that. I became one with talking weapons.

I felt my wing's start to freeze. 'Shit !'

This isn't good.

"Er, we are expecting some turbulence. So, hang loose." I said madly and let myself drop.

"YOU FREAK~" They screamed in terror.

"Heheheh. This is fun~" I twirled around.

" THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!?" They skrieked.

"Madness." I said calmly.

Italy's P.O.V

The whiff of the delicious aroma would knock anybody out who decided to walk in the kitchen. For, I am in the kitchen. I boiled down the long stand's of wheat and slowly turned my wooden spoon around in the pasta. I then, set the stove on a low shimmer and returned to my pasta sauce. I seasoned it right with salt, pepper, basil, raw, chopped garlic, and a hint of rosemary.

After I was half way done, a tall, blonde, German with slicked back hair and stern blue eye's walked in with his pajama's. This was my favorite person in the world. Germany.

"Italy!? It's almost eleven, why the hell are you making pasta!?" Germany shouted angrily.

"Ve~ Pasta is amazing." I replied shortly, paying attention to my pasta.

"Italy, what am I going to do with you?" Germany asked, slumping down at the kitchen table.

"Kill me and send me to a afterlife set in a high school!" I replied happily as I scooped out the pasta into a bowl and drizzled some warm sauce on. I repeated the same thing but in a larger bowl.

"Oh, dear lord, not Japan's silly cartons again." Germany face palmed into the table.

"Pasta?" I gestured a bowl to him.

"Ja." The german's voice was muffled by the table.

I set the smaller bowl next to the…. Strange Germany…..

Germany then took his head up.

"You forgot a fork." Germany sighed

"I wasn't the one who served it." Germany stated.

"Ve~ but your eating my food." Germany rolled his eyes and got up go get some utensil's.

Just, then and their I heard screaming.

"Holy mother of Pizza, someone is ouside!" I ran outside, completely forgetting my coat and shoe's and just simply getting my white flag. If I only knew…. This was the last time I ever ate pasta… On Earth at least.

Arthur's P.O.V

I saw him out of the corner of my eye. This wasn't what I planned but Italy was quite annoying and weak, he we would take a nap quite soon. A nap that DIDN'T end.

With the last of my strength, I flew on top a thick, branch. I had a very tough time, closing my wings.

Hidari and Migi were panting.

"Don't. Scare. Us." They didn't need to say anything less, anything more.

I nodded my head and took them out of my belt. I gripped them firmly and hopped onto the ground, landing on two legs. I stood up and stretched my back.

"Hey boss, can we go into human form now, my body is stiff." Migi said, seeming to be in pain.

"Yeah, yeah just be bloody quiet." I said plopping onto the ground and stretched out my legs.

Their was a light flash and the two were identical gray head twin's with blood red eyes. The only thing telling the two apart was the female's black skirt and the length of the two's hair.

"Ah, it's nice to stretch." Hidari lolled her head to one side then the other.

"Well not for long, I can hear that pasta loving, fool stomping all the way from here." I got up quickly.

"Weapon mode again? Do you even know what to do with us? We are not human." The two said together at the same time.

"Just get into fucking weapon mode so I don't lash out and kill one of you." I snapped at them.

The two twins's sighed and transformed into axe's. I quickly grabbed them and dove into the shadows.

Italy's P.O.V

I ran threw the thin trees, frantically looking around for what crashed or was crying in pain.

"Ve~ Hello, anyone here!?" I yelled, scared out of my mind.

I started walking more quietly, something wasn't quite right. I waved my white flag around slowly. I carefully observed the setting around me, but I noticed something out of place.. I snuck over to the area I saw…. Those glowing red eyes... I poked a bush with my flag.

"Come out, I won't hurt you. Unless your name is Slender Man I won't unleash my Germany on you." I said semi-seriously.

"Me? Slender? Please. I am much too weak to be him." A British ascent came from the bush.

"Eh? Britain..? What are you do- VE~ I started waving my flag around frantically as I saw…. Him? It.

It had blood red eyes and raven black hair, pale skin and a demonic smile. I had impossibly thick eyebrows and… Black and red wing's and horns…. This English imposter wielded two double-headed axe's in his hands.

"Hullo, Italy? How. Are. You. Doing?" He laughed insanely, twirling the weapons in my fingers.

"VE~ GERMAN- I was cut off as a axe abruptly sliced threw my shoulder. I immediately fell to the ground. Then another axe was cut deep into my skin, this time in my back. The mad man repeated this process again and again and again. Finally, my healing powers couldn't keep up with the massive amount of blood loss and wounds.

"Going so soon? I thought we were just getting to the fun." The man presses the one of the axe's slowly against my forehead. The skin around it was being torn apart by the sharp blade. I squirmed away but was held back as he grabbed the top of my head and dragged me back.

He once again presses the blade to my skull. Then, I let out a high-pitch scream of utter agony. I felt the weapon creak against my skull, begging to get in.

"Am I still so scary? All I wanted was to be your friend!" He presses harder.

I could feel the cracking ring though my skull.

"PLEEEEEEEAASSSSEEEEE!" Was all I could muster.

"Too bad, Germany is not here to save you. Such a shame." He then pushed for force into my head.

Finally my skull shattered and the axe was buried deep though my head.

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Germany lied.

TimeSkip to Germany's P.O.V

I trudged out in the cold, crisp night. The auburn Italian with a stubborn curl and rarely seen honey-colored eye's has been missing for two hours. I have gotten so worried I woke up my brother and called Romano, Spain, and Japan for help. Of course Romano yelled at me for being a useless potato bastard. Japan was surely coming and god-know's-about Spain.

I sighed. What good friends I had. All I really loved was that cowardly but handsome Italian.

I swear to god if anything happened I am going to stick my head in a hole and scream.

I heard a loud flapping noise and looked up to see a large, dark figure, rising over the land and soaring off.

Wow. That's a very large bird.

I was a fool.

I casually walked into a clearing with a few shrubbery and tree's.

The smell of blood hit my nose like a rocket.

Blood?

Italy.

Missing.

Far-distant screaming.

"Oh shit, not Slenderman!" I ran full force into the clearing and tripped over something, splattering a sticky liquid all over me.

I squinted closely in the moonlight and saw that it was fresh, blood. I looked over to what I tripped over.

I screamed, I screamed like I never screamed before.

It was Italy, a mangled, bloody, chopped up version of Italy.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

I was just a nightmare. I pinched myself.

No. no. no. no. no. no. no. no. no. no.

It hurt.

No! No! No! No! No! No! No!

I looked over to Italy's corpse and saw a blood written letter.

NO! NO! NO! NIEN! IMPOSSIBLE! FUCKING NO WAY!

The note read:

To Whom who Read's,

My first victim, My first act of revenge,

You may be joining him soon,

You will all pay for the year's of misery I have felt,

YOU WILL PAY WITH YOUR BLOOD.

Signed,

The UK.

America's P.O.V

Ugh, traffic was horrible, the blinding lights and honking taxi's made myself devolve a bad headache. The searing pain I felt, the burn in my heart, still thinking about my precious Iggy. I sighed, no way was his brother's going to let me date him now, that damn France has him all wrapped around his fingers. Then, I got a phone call.

" Mother Fucker I am Awesome, No your not Dude, don't lie!" I realized this was the ring tone for Prussia and picked it up.

"Yello? It's like, 2pm in the morning." I said semi-cheerfully.

"America? We need to have a emergency meeting, now." Prussia said in a shockingly loud and serious voice.

"Okay, what's the problem?" I asked cooling.

"Problem!? NO! This. Is. A. Damn. World War III." Prussia yelled.

"Dude, what happened?" I asked now worried.

Prussia took in a deep breath.

"America, Britain killed Italy." Prussia let it out.

"… Hahaha. Now tell me what is going on?" I asked dropping my shield.

"….. ITALY. WAS. MUDRED. BY. BRITAIN." The albino said slowly.

I stopped the car and dropped the phone.

"Hello?" Prussia asked.

My eye's rolled to the back of my head and I blacked out.

Why…? How could you….? Is it my fault? Why?

Holy craploa, that was intense! The, um, refence, isn't that hard…. Lol I trolled you! Trolololol. But tell me. Who is next? What will happen? Find out what happen's in the next chapter! Your OC, may be in it! :D Whoever answer's the not so hard refence first, will get fame and glory! Yeah, I know Guest, this story well written, I mean it's written by Ze Awesome Me! I have a headache.. It's so late… :P

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