"Do you want to know what a bullet feels like?"

Alice, Romano, and Spain returned to Germany's house around 9pm, thinking that Italy might have come back to it, unknown to them that Prussia was in the house, instead.

"Veneziano?" Romano called out. Silence. The three split up to look around.

"Italy...?" Alice called.

"Maybe he went back to the hospital to find Romano?" Spain suggested.

"We left there hours ago." Romano stated. "He would have been back by now."

"Big brother?" Alice called. Her curiosity couldn't be contained any further, and so she slowly entered the kitchen. Germany's body still lay lifeless on the floor, never to move again. Then she noticed Prussia huddled in a corner, Shanna and China trying to calm him down.

"I didn't want to leave him alone..." Prussia mumbled. Alice immediately walked over and knelt down near him.

"Prussia... please... c'mon, we need to get you out of here." Shanna said in a soothing tone.

"Prussia... we need you to be strong, even if he's your younger brother, aru." China begged, using the same soothing tone of voice as Shanna, "Please, Prussia, we need to go to another room, aru."

"I don't understand..." Prussia mumbled.

"I don't understand, either..." Alice spoke up, startling her two friends that had arrived much earlier.

Unknown to them, both Spain and Romano had entered the kitchen and were shocked at the sight. They never said a word, even for a moment after they finally had gotten Prussia to leave the kitchen and had the police and paramedics remove Germany's body from the home.

"Are the police gone, too...?" Romano asked.

"They'll... They'll be back tomorrow with more of their pretty yellow tape..." Alice replied in a solemn tone.

"We need to find Ita..." Spain stated.

"Yeah... He's gone off the wagon big-time, aru..." China stated.

"Russia's a dead man if he finds him..." Alice mumbled.

"Good." Prussia announced.

"Prussia, don't go saying that." Shanna told the silver-haired man.

"Why not? I'd do it myself if I could." Prussia said bluntly.

"Because you don't feel that way." Shanna told him.

"Yes I do." Prussia disagreed. "And you should, too. He killed mein bruder and he nearly killed your brother. He needs to pay."

"Out of the mouth of someone who never results to violence when someone is shot." Spain said.

"Spain." Romano said.

"I'm just saying, he's... Russia's just as bad as any demon or supernatural force that Alice has sent to eternal Hell." Spain replied.

"Being a slayer doesn't give me a license to kill." Alice stated. "Russia's just the same as us."

"So?!" Prussia questioned.

"This world has its own rules for dealing with people like him. It's different than the supernatural." Alice told him.

"Yeah, we all know how well those rules work." Romano retorted.

"Sometimes they do." Shanna told him. "Sometimes they don't.

"We can't control the universe. If we were then... maybe England's magic lessons wouldn't have changed my brother the way it did." Alice said. "And we'd be able to bring Germany back."

"...And... And mom..." Romano muttered almost silently.

"There are limits to what we can do." Alice told him, swallowing a wave of sadness. "That's the way it should be. And now our brother is messing with forces that want to hurt him... all of us."

"I just... I've had blood on my hands all day..." Spain murmured, looking at Romano. "Blood from the people I love."

"I know. And now it has to stop." Romano told him in a low tone.

"Russia's going to get what he deserves. I promise." Alice stated. "But I will not let my older brother destroy himself."

"O-Okay... where should we start? He could be anywhere." Shanna replied.

Alice let out a sigh. "I don't know. Maybe England's or Sakura's place for some kind of locating spell? I... I could go myself."

"No, no, no. I... I'm cool. I'll go, aru." China said.

"Prussia can't stay by himself." Romano said, seeming to care about him for a change.

"Let me go with you. I want to." Prussia told them.

"No, its to dangerous for you since you're not in the right mindset right now." Shanna said, putting a comforting hand on his shoulder.

"But it's Italy! The person we love. The person that West loved enough to die for. He needs us." Prussia disagreed.

"He does and you'll help him. Lots. But first we have to get him home in one piece." Romano reassured him.

"...Fine... I want to go to Japan's." Prussia gave up.

"Alright." Shanna agreed.

Italy laid his bloodied shirt on the floor of a hotel room, plans swarming within his brain. "Blood of the slain. Hear me. Guid me to Germany's killer."

On his mint green t-shirt, a map formed from the blood splatters that stained it. It showed the forest that he had first met Germany in, and it infuriated the Italian. He knew where he had to go, where Russia was. It was time the bastard got what he deserved.

At England's, Shanna help England to a chair while Alice, Spain, and Romano examined the room. "You okay?"

"Y-Yeah... the spell is wearing off... He put the whammy on me and then went straight to the dark magic books and sucked them dry." England explained.

"Look, England," Alice began. "Something terrible happened."

"I know. ...Germany." England choked out.

"He's is out for blood big-time." Romano said. "We have to find Veneziano before he finds Russia. Is there something you can do? A locator spell maybe?"

"I don't need a spell." England stated. "I can feel him."

"You... You can feel him?" Alice said in confusion.

"His thirst for vengeance... it's overwhelming." England stated.

"So Italy's all wrathy. Why don't you go after him, aru?" China asked.

"He wants to kill Germany himself. He doesn't want anyone interfering." England explained.

"Look, England, we don't have much time. We need to know which side of this you're on." Spain announced.

"If you know where Italy is, you can help us." Alice told the British man.

"I'll help. But I'm helping Italy." England said, standing up. "He's close to him. He's in the woods."

Leaves crunched underneath Italy's boots as he walked in the direction to find Russia. He could feel Russia's essence and knew how to use that to his advantage. "Run all night, Russia. I'll still find-" There was a sharp pain in his back as he fell to the ground.

Russia stood behind him, staring at the Italian, of whom he had just stabbed in the back with a small ax. He smirked. "Not going to kill me. Nobody can beat Mother Russia."

Suddenly, Italy rose to his feel and plucked the weapon from his back without a problem. "Ax- Not gonna cut it."

Russia's eyes widened and he took off running. He kept looking behind him every once in a while to make sure that the Italian wasn't behind him. When he looked forward, he suddenly found that very Italian in front of him and he stumbled backwards. "That's cute. That's a very cute trick." Russia continued backing up and Italy walked forward. "It was an accidently, you know."

"Oh, so instead of killing my brother... you kill my boyfriend?!" Italy asked coldly.

"It... It was nothing personal. That's all." Russia said, fiddling for something in his pocket.

"Well this is." Italy announced.

"CAPTURE!" Russia shouted, throwing a mystical ball that he'd swiped from England.

The ball turned into a gel-like form and covered the Italian nation's body. Russia took off running without looking back, unbeknownst to him that Italy had used magic and melted the gel that stopped him. Italy had stopped walking and simply uttered a spell under his breath. "Irretite." Then he continued walking.

Russia was stopped dead in his tracks when vines wrapped around his ankles and wrists, restricting him from moving at all. Italy appeared around the corner and walked over to him, a triumphant smirk on his face.

"Cute trick. You're really asking for it, you know that?" Russia told the smaller man.

"I'm asking for it?" Italy repeated.

"I'm going to walk away from this, comrade. And when I do, you're going to beg to join your little boyfriend." Russia retorted.

Italy gave Russia a confuse look. "He wasn't your first."

"Uh.. uhm... f-first who?" Russia asked.

"Germany. He wasn't the first person you killed." Italy announced.

"I don't know what your talkabout-" Russia was cut off.

"Reveal!" Italy said, casting another spell.

A girl with a deathly pale skin complexion walked out from behind a tree. "I should have strangled you in your sleep... Back when we all still lived together. I should have done the world a favor." Ukraine.

"Ha. It's a trick." Russia muttered.

"Why, little brother? You could have just let me go." Ukraine told him, her purple lips allowing anyone to know that she was murdered a while ago.

"Make it stop." Russia said. "Make it go away."

"It didn't have to be like that." Ukraine continued.

"I'm not kidding!" Russia shouted.

"How could you say that you'd protect your elder sister... and then do that to me?" Ukraine asked.

"BECAUSE YOU DESERVED IT, BITCH!" Russia snapped, turning to look at his elder sister. She was gone.

"Because you liked it." Italy said.

"Oh shut up!" Russia disagreed, looking back at the Italian,

"You never felt that you had power with her, not until you killed her." Italy explained.

"Ha! You're just like every woman, comrade, even if your a man- Mind games." Russia remarked.

"You get off on it." Italy continued. "That why you had a mad-on for my brother. He was your bi "O" wasn't he, Russia?"

"Okay, you done yet, or can we talk some more about our feelings?" Russia said sarcastically.

"What's happening? What do you feel, England?" Alice asked, England guiding her, China, Shann, Romano, and Spain towards Italy.

"She's stronger now. Close." England told the blonde woman.

"What about Russia? Did she-" Shanna was cut off.

"He's still alive. He's not done." England told them.

They had to keep going even if it killed them. It was Italy they were talking about. Sweet, innocent, air-headed Italy. Except Italy was so sweet and innocent anymore.

"Справка! HELP!" Russia shouted. He looked at Italy. "Let me go! SOMEBODY! HELP!"

"What the matter, Russia? Thought you wanted to talk." Italy retorted.

Russia couldn't look the man in the eye. "No."

"Okay." Italy said, lifing his hand pu to his chest and opening his palm, revealing the bullet he'd removed from his brother's chest. "I'll talk." He used magic and ripped Russia's jacket and shirt wide open, showing his chest.

"W-What are you doing?" Russia asked.

"Shhh!" Italy commanded.

"Hey- I'm sorry, okay? I'm sorry!" Russia pleaded.

Italy held the bullet up to the Russian's chest and used magic to make it levitate. "Wanna know what a bullet feels like, Russia? A real one?"

Russia looked down at the bullet and his eyes widened, then he looked up at the Italian in shock.

"Its not like in the comics." Italy explained.

"N-No. No." Russia said.

"I think you need to. ...Feel it." Italy said. Using magic, he made the tiny bullet slowly protrude through the larger man's chest, creating a small little hole.

"Ah! God, stop it!" Russia cried out in pain.

"Its not going to make a neat little hole. First it will obliterate your internal organs. Your lung will collapse... Feels like drowning." Italy explained emotionless.

"A-Ah, oh God no..!" Russia winced. The slow pain was excruciating.

"When it finally hits your spine, it will bow your central nervous system." Italy continued.

"Ah, God, no! Please stop-" Russia was cut off.

"I'M TALKING." Italy snapped, magically sewing Russia's mouth shut. "The pain will be unbearable. But you won't be able to move. Bullets usually travel faster than this, of course. But the dying? It'll seem like it takes forever."

Russia was wining muffled sound of pain as the bullet continued to slowly go through his chest, barely making it to the center. The pain was killing him and he felt as if he were on fire.

"Something, isn't it?" Italy said, looking at the tiny hole in the Russian's chest. "One tiny piece of metal... destroys everything." He blinked and continued looking at the bullet wound. "It ripped his insides out... Took his light away... from me... from the world." He looked up and glared at the Russian. "Now the one person who should be here is gone, and a waste like you gets to live. That tiny piece of metal... can you feel it now?" Italy said, making the thread that sewn Russia's mouth shut disappear.

"OH GOD PLEASE!" Russia screamed. "I... I did... I did wrong! I-I see that now! I.. I need... I need jail! I need... And you... you don't want this. You're not a bad person! Not like me!" Russia admitted.

"Veneziano!"

Italy turned to see England, Shanna, Alice, Romano, and Spain running towards him from a far distance.

"Oh, and when you get caught, you'll lose them, too. You're friends. Y-You don't want that. I know the pain you're in but-" Russia was cut off.

"Bored now." Italy said coldly.

Everyone's eyes widened as Italy simply waved his hand in front of Russia and skinned him. Innocent Italy just killed a person without showing any ounce of mercy what-so-ever.

"Italy... What did you do?" was all Alice could think to say. "What did you do?

Italy turned and looked at his friends and siblings. "One down." His eyes glowed a crimson red as he vanished into thin air as if he were dust in the wind.