Italy arrived to the building where the world meeting was being held. While he was driving he almost got in 3 car accidents and created a pile up. Luckily he wasn't in it so he got there in a breeze. He parked his car, (which took up two parking spaces) grabbed his paperwork and the lunch that Romano made for him and started walking towards the building which the UN meeting was being held. On his way there he saw a tall blonde man walking towards the building as well, he could probably recognize that man from a mile away if he wanted to.

-"Hey~ Germany! Over here!"

Germany turned around as the Italian started to run over to his side. Germany looked at Italy with a confused look on his face, it wasn't everyday that Italy showed up at world meetings early.

-"Hello Italy. You came early today" the German said proceeding his walk towards the building.

-"Ve~ Romano woke me up this morning so I would be here on time. Oh! He also made me this lunch!" Italy said smiling and showing the box that Romano packed his lunch in. Germany had never seen Romano do something as nice as packing Italy's lunch for him. But before he could say anything a Spaniard had suddenly popped out of the bushes.

-"AH HA! I knew Romano had a soft spot!" Spain exclaimed with a 'I knew it' look on his face, not knowing that there was a leaf sticking out of his hair.

Spain's sudden appearance startled Italy a little bit, but he relaxed knowing it was just Spain.

-"Hello there Spain! You scared me a bit." Italy said taking a deep breath bit still smiling.

-"Hehe... Sorry about that amigo! Hey! I don't see Romano anywhere. He didn't show up for the meeting? That's too bad." Spain said a bit disappointed that Romano didn't show up.

-"It's probably best that he didn't..." Germany whispered under his breath.

All of a sudden they heard a angry and irritated Brit yell at the other side of the parking lot.

-"Bloody hell! WHO THE HELL PARKED THEIR CAR IN TWO PARKING SPACES!"

Germany had a feeling it was Italy, but he wasn't in the mood to get in a argument before the meeting, especially with England. Besides, Italy didn't even know that he took up two parking spaces. So they all ignored the angry Brit and continued to walk towards the building. Once entered the building Italy noticed that there where not a lot of countries there. But in the span of 10 minutes almost every country that was invited showed up. Of course, America made his grand entrance and screamed "THE HERO HAS ARRIVED!". This made England in an even grumpier mood. The meeting was going to start soon so everybody walked over to the meeting room. Everyone found a chair and sat down. "Alright everyone" England said with a tad bit of irritation in his tone of voice "Let's start the meeting". The meeting started off the subject being economy. Everything was going well until the peace was broken when America got into a fight with North Korea. Then the meeting turned into hell on earth. Someone tried to calm everyone down without success. What was his name again? Meh, who knows. At the time Italy was so tierd that he hardly paid attention to the other nations fighting. Those nightmares were really getting to him. His head hurt, probably from the lack of sleep and the other nations screaming at each other. 'Maybe if I rest... just for a moment' Italy thought to himself as his eyelids started to close. Slowly it felt like he was drifting into and other world, and another reality... His eyes snapped back open. A menacing grin settled on his face. He looked around the room, watching the other nations fight.

-"Idiots..." Italy whispered to himself "Mindless idiots, they are so clueless... Easy prey"

-"EVERYONE SHUT UP!"

Germany's loud yell snapped Italy out of his current state and back into reality. 'What did I just say?!' Italy thought to himself looking around him hoping no one heard what he just said a few moments ago 'What was I thinking... saying something like that... What did I mean by 'easy prey''. Italy didn't want to think about it anymore, he looked at Germany who was currently rubbing his temples. For once the room was actually silent, it was weird. Japan stood up and cleared his throat before speaking, breaking the silence.

-"I think we should take a break."

You could hear some nations answer 'yep' and others just nodding as some of them started walking out of the room. Thank gosh Japan said that, it had gotten so silent you could almost hear Canada asking Russia politely to stop sitting on him (wait, what?). Anyways, Italy thought it was a good opportunity to walk around a bit. He needed to get out of that room. He started to walk towards the door but was stopped by Germany on his way there.

-"Where are you going?" asked Germany. Germany was concerned for Italy. Italy looked exhausted and he didn't say one word during the first part of the meeting.

-"Oh i'm just going to walk around the building, ya know, stretch my legs..." Italy said giving a faint smile.

-"Alright... just try to back before the meeting starts again,"

-"Ok."

Italy opened the door and walked out of the room. He found himself in the reception room, many other nations where standing there chatting or eating at one of the tables. Italy wasn't hungry, plus he left his lunch in the meeting room. So he decided to take a walk down one of the hallways that were extending out of the reception room, since he had nothing else to do. As he was walking he wondered why he wanted to get out of the meeting room so badly, he didn't really have an exact reason. He thought it just might have been his nerves getting to him. He suddenly felt a weird presence, like someone was following him. He turned around, no one was there. So he kept walking forward. But the presence was still there, and it felt like it was getting closer. He started walking at a faster paste. The feeling didn't go away. So he walked faster, and faster, till the point where he was running. He wasn't looking where he was going. Then, BAM! He ran straight into someone. Italy fell backwards and the person he ran into stumbled but managed to regain balance.

-"Oy! Watch where you're going you git!" England said turning around to see who ran into him. He was surprised to see that it was Italy. England felt quite bad for calling him a 'git'. So he helped Italy up.

-"Sorry about that Italy... for a second there I thought it was America who ran into me."

Italy gave a faint smile and responded "No it's my fault. I'm the one who ran into you. I should be the one apologizing." Italy looked around too see if anyone else was there. It was only him and England, and the weird presence was gone, Italy couldn't help but feel a bit relieved.

England however knew that Italy felt uneasy. Italy seemed anxious, you could even say paranoid. He wasn't as old and wise as China but he knew something was up.

-"So Italy, what makes you in such a rush" asked England

Italy had to make up an excuse and fast. He said the first thing that came up in his mind "Uhhhh... I have to go to the bathroom."

England raised an eyebrow "It's down the hall to your left" he said.

Italy thanked England and ran off. England was suspicious of Italy. Something was up. It was either that or he had an overactive imagination and Italy just really needed to go to the washroom.

Italy entered the washroom and looked at himself in the mirror. He looked extremely tired. He opened the tap and splashed water on his face to wake himself up a bit. He looked back up at the mirror. He wasn't smiling... but his reflection was. Italy closed his eyes and shook his head thinking it was his imagination but when he opened his eyes his reflection was still smiling. That smile became a smirk and the reflection laughed maliciously. Italy jumped back frightened and in shock.

-"Ciao my friend." The reflection said with a devious smirk. Italy took a step back. He didn't know what to do.

-"Who are you? W-why do you look just like me?" Italy said frightened. His reflection gave a light chuckle as Italy took an other step back.

-"I'm you of course! I'm just a bit... different." He said looking away but still keeping a grin on his face. Italy turned away from the mirror.

-"No... this is just a dream. This is not real. I'll wake up a-and everything will be alright." Italy said in disbelief. Trying to think it was a dream, thinking that he would wake up in the meeting room and everything would be alright.

-"Oh my isn't a dream... it's reality." Said his reflection. Italy gasped in fear. His vision became a blur and all he could was his reflection. The rest was darkness. "...AnD REalIty iS tHE ReAL nIgHTmAre." the reflection said as he started laughing again. Italy fell to the ground, trying to get up but he felt like he was falling into a void. Everything faded to black.

(A/N) Hehehe... CLIFF HANGER! Thanks for reading this chapter and sorry for not posting it sooner. I was super busy and I didn't have lots of time to publish it so my sister helped me out! (Thanks sis!) Thanks once again for the awesome support!

~NaddEchaos

(A/N2) Hi! I'm NaddEchaos sister (call me Vanz)! Anyways... I wrote a lot of this chapter since my sister was busy and she procrastinates -_- ... So since me and my sis share our ideas I helped out. Sorry that it took so long to write. I had to put a but load of stuff in this chapter and didn't expect it to be this long. Anywho, thanks for reading ;)
-Vanz