To the person who sent me a request! I'm really sorry but I only saw it after I had uploaded this chapter D: There is something similar, though very vague in this chapter that will be brought up later on but is still not the same thing. Again, really sorry about that. I'll make sure I check things before I review from now on.

Anyway, back to the normal ranting about how much of a liar I am. This time it's good though and I got it up in a day instead of many days like I said (I know it's been two days but its 1:30am and I haven't slept yet so it counts). BUT school is starting soon! (like 30 hours D: ) and I will not be uploading often (lets hope that's another lie as inspiration always strikes when I have assignments to finish. I hope you all like this chapter as it may be the last for a while! And as always to the crazy few of you that bothered reading to this chapter, thankyou and ENJOY!~

It was a piercing pain, he couldn't remember a time something had physically hurt that much. Feliciano's eyes were clenched tightly, tears still spilling out, as he tried not to move and make it worse or scream loudly. Deny it as he might he still held hope, not for himself, but for his friends but that all went away if he attracted those creatures too so he tried to keep quiet. He wasn't doing a great job of it though, constantly letting out high-pitched raspy shrieks.

It went slowly, or at least it did for him, and he could have sworn China was doing it like that on purpose. His body and face contorted as another nerve was hit and he thought it might last forever, until through the agony he began to drift out of consciousness. Another wave of pain radiated through him and he let his head roll backwards. Feliciano was unsure how deep the knife was in his shoulder or how long his heart would keep beating but his vision blurred and he decided it didn't really matter anymore, he deserved this anyway.

He couldn't see anymore, or perhaps he could and he just wasn't trying; he couldn't taste anymore, except for a strange metallic sensation; he couldn't feel anymore, except for the fear in his heart; he couldn't hear much anymore either, except for his own agonized gasps, the dull moaning sound that was always there and- a thud? A sudden pain ripped through his shoulder, deeper and more intense then before, and about double the size. He let out a loud scream that slowly turned to sobbing. Feliciano felt his consciousness teetering on the line for a while as reality gradually came back to him, or more was pushed back on him by the pain.

He heard his own rapid breathing and jumbled whispers. He could feel everything again, the pain, the worry and the waves of pain. He could still taste the metallic sensation, but it was ever so slightly duller. His vision was still blurry but he could see two figures standing fairly close to him. Feliciano tried desperately to piece together what had happened but he couldn't come up with anything except for some higher being answering his prayers. The ropes around his wrists were cut and he was pulled to his feet, the room spun around him but the blur in his sight was disappearing.

The shadows turned to colours, the colours to lines, the lines to shapes, and the shapes to the face of a miracle. "Meagan" he was unaware if he'd said or just thought the word. She smiled, or at least he thought she did, and wrapped her arms around him. This was done without finesse, causing more pain to shoot through his body and Feliciano to let out a gasp of agony. She pulled away apologizing repeatedly and he tried to send her a reassuring smile, which ended up more of a drowsy gaped-mouth. A piece of fabric, he had no idea where it came from, was tied around his arm and he knew it would help but it made the pain worse.

For the first time since it started he looked over to the other two only to realise they were awake, but still tied up, probably because of his screaming. Two things hit him, the way his brother almost instantaneously ran over cradling Feliciano in his arms and Lili's appearance. She was visibly shaken, there were marks over her face, and most alarmingly she was naked. He looked away quickly, out of anger, confusion or embarrassment he didn't know. Thankfully Meagan had given Lili her jumper, offering some coverage.

Good. The word repeated in his mind, he didn't have the strength to think anything else but it described his emotions perfectly. It was good. The world was good. It didn't matter about everything that was going on because they were all there, they were saved, they were good. "Fratello" he whispered and his brother squeezed tighter, being mindful of the injury. He glanced over to Lili. Bad. Her face, the way it showed her shattered heart, it reminded him of Gilbert and of how very bad it was. By now, Gilbert would probably definitely be gone. Hands pounded on that door again, so the were obviously not chasing him.

"PUT YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR YOU SICK FUCK!"

Feliciano didn't know where or who the command had come from, or why, but he instinctively through his hands up. This wasn't taken well by the wound and his upper body twitched in pain. After recovering quickly, he looked up at the door to see a wide-eyed, utterly-confused Prussian who had frozen to the spot, gun still in his hands.

"Gilbert?" Feliciano smiled and laughed and cried for joy, all at once.

The Prussian man didn't reply, but rather began to breath sharply and rapidly, assumedly in some form of laughter. He ran forward, landing two large kisses on Amy and Meagan's foreheads before wrapping his arms around Liechtenstein, allowing her to bury into his chest. She looked so terrified, Feliciano didn't want to imagine why.

"How?" Feli asked

Gilbert seemed hesitant for a moment, his smile faltering momentarily but he quickly righted himself, Feliciano still noticed "They just couldn't catch my awesomeness. We should get out of here though, he will wake up soon and I don't want to deal with that."

Everyone nodded in response, except for Lili who stood still while everyone was getting to their feet. After being helped up by his brother, Feliciano noticed her uncertainty "Coming Lili?"

She though, was not as uncertain as she seemed and immediately replied "No!"

"What are you talking about? The suns going down, we have to get back" Meagan said, tiredness in her voice.

Lili sighed and looked down coldly, fearfully, angrily at the unconscious nation," We cant just leave him here".

"The fuck are you talking about? Look what he did to Feli. We aren't going to help him" Lovino spoke angrily still slowly moving to the exit, with his brother of course.

"That's not what I mean. If we leave him here, he'll keep going and do…what he did to other people.

"What are you saying?" Gilbert asked, obviously aware what she was suggesting, and obviously a little surprised.

"We have to stop him."

No one said anything for a while, looking back and forth between the man and each other before finally Feliciano spoke up, "We cant though. I mean it takes a lot to kill.. someone and we're certainly not eating him."

The sisters exchanged looks of confusion, Amy pulling out her gun and aiming it at Yao "I could just shoot him if you want."

"No that wont work he-" He didn't posses the time or patience to explain the concept of a nation so Feliciano just said the first thing he thought "you might miss." He cringed slightly at his stupid excuse but apparently Amy had decided just to let it go and put away her gun. "Anyway, there's not much we can do. We've just got to leave him"

"There's always…this" Liechtenstein had left Gilberts side and edged over to the doorway that he had been thrown out.

"Would that even work on one of us?" Lovino asked.

"It's the best shot we have. I am not giving the fucker the chance to get a hold of you guys again." Gilbert said grabbing China's legs, "Someone help me."

"Wait hold on. We can leave him. We don't have to kill anyone" Feliciano said, walking over next to Gilbert.

He was shocked at the aggression in the Prussians reply "Feli, this man killed my best friends, tried to kill the only people I have left and tried to kill me". Feliciano wanted to persuade him away from it, but he was distracted by the emphasis on the last 'tried' and by the anger in his Meagan enough time to pick up China's arms.

Lili stood by the door, ready to open it, and Feliciano stood unable to stop them, not sure if he wanted too. He wondered if, this was them loosing themselves, of if this was the world loosing itself or maybe this was just what living was now and they weren't in the wrong. They were fighting to live though, it couldn't be that bad. China had just wanted to live too, if this is what living is, then how did his life hold more value. He shook his head and it, or possibly the sound of the door creaking, brought him back.

It was very quick, it had too be, but Feliciano saw so many of those thing, too many. The door slammed shut as soon as the body was out, and a festival of slurps and moans and groans met their ears, one blood-curdling yell in the middle. China must have woken up in fear, just in time to die. It was so quick, such a quick death, he wondered if someone could have survived all that, no how someone had survived all that.

Gilbert turned around, gesturing for them all to head out, but something about him, his voice? his movements? his expressions? made Feliciano worry about nothing in particular, but at the same time everything.

He looked over to Lili, something about her, her voice? her movements? her expression? It looked so angry and so fearful, so conflicting but so unlike her. It made him worry about everything and nothing and everything again.