So here's the seventh chapter of the joint story written by me (MewZeairu) and my friend (irene n valley). It's still supposed to take place during WWII but we have some modern technology and such, over look that. Let me explain the writing style:
Italic: Forum/Text conversation, Dreams, Thoughts, Points of View
Italic Centered: Neutral view/Third Person
Bold: Part separators/shouted or emphasized lines.
Underlined: Titles and Documents
It's designed sort of like a texting conversation where one message is sent, then another and so on, so forth. So please enjoy our shared work. Aria Zucaro is my character and Victory Renard is Irene's.
Disclaimer: WE DO NOT OWN Hetalia: Axis Powers OR WWII. WE ONLY OWN OUR OCs.
Rated: T
Full Summary: In the midst of a World War, two unlikely girls meet on an online forum, this friendship being a cursed and near forbidden one. When they find out one another's secret they find themselves in a situation greater than they could've ever dreamed. But what happens when they both find out a secret enemy greater than anything they've ever really known?
NOTE: We're changing the format because it is becoming quite a confusing ordeal. We'll still having it in the style we have, just we'll be focusing on one group.
No Comet Seen
Chapter Seven: Connecting
Throughout the island there was chaos, climate and situation after climate and situation. In the swamp Germany and Victory encounter an imposter of Italy and an imposter of Japan, as of now their fates could possibly be sold.
Everyone else was scattered far and wide, and very few who weren't alone met with friends. These strange imposter nation people all seemed to have a grudge of some sort and were having their sweet fun on their cold revenge.
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~Germany's POV~
Once my shot was fired, Victory let out a scream being assaulted I supposed. After her scream subsided though another one took place from farther away, it sent a
shiver down my spine withthe thought that it could've been Sicily. But right now getting about from these two was my top priority.
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I. Refused. To. Be. Useless! I saw both imposter Japan and Italy relentlessly attacking Germany while I was sinking faster into the pit, unable to help. That made me furious, Germany saved my life and the very least I could do was save his. He was in real trouble and I couldn't even move. I watched in horror as "Japan's" sword thingy gave Germany only a tiny cut on his face, thanks to his soldier reflexes it didn't go too deep but it was still too close for comfort. I looked around for something that I could pull myself out with and my eyes fell on a strong leafless bush on the very edge of the pit, whose longest and largest branch was only out of reach by a mere couple feet.
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~Germany's POV~
I stepped back to dodge the second sword attack that instead sliced "Italy's" arm. He whined a moment but then snickered as if bleeding was hystarical. This was another way that I knew that this wasn't Italy, he'd have ran away by now and would've been crying. Or clinging. Trembling in fear. I took a glance to Victory who was sinking in a pit, I couldn't reach down for her without being pushed in myself. Then I saw the branch she was staring at.
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I slowly, and painfully made my way to the branch, which was no mean feat now that I was stuck from the waist down. I was still too far away however... Germany's light blue eyes met mine for a split second, I was sure he didn't need even that long to see the fear in my wide gray eyes that I was desperately trying to hide. Evil Japan took Germany's moment of distraction to attack silently from behind, I shouted a warning to Germany and slipped several inches in my attempt to point out his attacker.
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~Germany's POV~
With her warning almost too late I slipped away from the sword and disarmed him with a flick of my gun. The sword was flung into the mud near Victory, just in her reach to pull herself to the branch and get herself out.
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I latched onto the sword which burned my hand. I ignored the burning feeling and started pulling myself up and out. I looked over to thank Germany and saw "Japan" laugh and say to "Italy", "Well, I have some other... business to attend to, I leave finishing these two off to you. Don't have too much fun~" he gave his hissing laughter and disappeared.
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~Germany's POV~
That was odd. I glanced down to Victory, mein gott she was a mess right now. I grasped my spare gun and handed it to her, taking my eyes off of "Italy" for a moment, "Use it well."
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I was about to refuse the gun, but I knew that would waste time. "Italy" took his chance to get close to Germany, fatally close. I was only half out of the pit, but I was able to rest the barrel of the gun on the blistering sword and took aim. To Germany it must have seemed like I was aiming for his head, but I didn't have time to explain that I was really aiming for the crazed Italian inches behind him. Without thinking, I pulled the trigger, the bullet close to grazing Germany's head and hitting my target in the shoulder, who sank to his knees in a way like the true Italy, I was told, would.
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~Germany's POV~
What the hell was that? She shot at me? I was about to yell when I heard someone fall behind me, when I looked it was "Italy" with a shot in his shoulder. She shot him, almost shot me but shot him because I wasn't paying attention... mein gott. Looking him over I couldn't help but see Italy in him, the way he was pitifully on his knees shaking...
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I finally pulled myself free of the mud pit and just laid there, panting from the work it took. My shot probably weakened "Italy" enough for Germany to easily finish him off, so I took a moment to rest. I really did need the rest too, my head was heavy and throbbing from being near the horrid fumes of the pit, my body was sore from the strain of getting myself out, my hand was red and throbbing from the evil sword and I was covered head to toe in mud. This was not one of my days, though in retrospect I had had worse...
It took a huge effort, but I turned my body so I could see Germany, to my surprise however, he hadn't attacked "Italy". What was wrong with him? He needed to finish him off before he recovered! I shouted as best as I could given my state, "Germany! What are you waiting for? Finish him off before it's too late!" I guessed it never occured to me that Germany could still be suspicious of me after that shot...
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~Germany's POV~
Victory's statement brushed by my ears, barely being accounted for. Part of me couldn't bring myself to harm him, he seemed all too much like Italy and it was bothering me endlessly. I had my gun aimed but my finger refused any form of movement...
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He couldn't do it. The hardened soldier in front of me couldn't pull the trigger and I could see that only too clearly that I had to do something, what I didn't quite know. Well, I guessed I'd just improvise like always... I tried standing up, but could barely even sit up. I grabbed the sword and winced at the burning pain as I pulled myself
up to a wobbily standing position.
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~Germany's POV~
If it were anyone else I could've pulled the trigger... well for the most part. If it were mein bruder... I knew that I couldn't. After all that had happened I couldn't do that for the real Japan either, not even Romano. I obviously couldn't for Italy, he was mein friend, my secured friend. And then there was Sicily, his little sister. Someone I had known for a long time. Nein. I couldn't harm her either not after everything that had happened.
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I stood up straight, and almost fell down again. I could see a glint of some sharp metal in "Italy's" hand, he was coming closer to Germany, still pulling the weak and pitiful act. I saw how this would play out if I didn't do something. Germany had his back to me, looking at Italy anyway, so I silently walked/stumbled closer to the pair and took out the gun once more, wanting this next shot, to be the last.
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~Germany's POV~
I noticed his approach but I could no longer move, my legs wouldn't allow it. "G-Germany... how could you l-let her do such a th-thing..." he whined, letting tears seep from his honey brown eyes, "I-I thought we were f-friends..." He played that card...
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Slowly, steadily, I approached the pair and knelt again in the brush without attracting either of their attention. I set up the sword as a solid edge to rest the barrel of the gun on again so I could aim properly. Now I just had to wait for the moment when "Italy" got close enough to Germany for me to take the shot...
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~Germany's POV~
I was still frozen, he continued on, "A-aren't we Germany? You s-said it yourself! M-maybe you and J-Japan have been plotting a-against me. Prussia, Romano and Sicily are involved too aren't they? You all just want to get rid of the weakest link..." But then he showed me his face. His sadist smirk, his darkened eyes, that evilness that was shooting through him. "But I'll show you that I am not weak Germany."
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"Germany!" I shouted. "Italy" took out a knife and pounced on the German like some animal. I pulled the trigger at it hit "Italy's" head, right above the ear. some of his blood splattered on Germany's stunned face and clothes. "Italy" fell to the ground, midair from my shot. He smirked up to Germany once again, only this time with blood pouring down his face. He gave a blood chilling laugh and dissapeared. Only once I was sure the danger was passed, I finally couldn't keep my exaustion from getting to me and I collapsed.
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~Germany's POV~
I stood there, unmoving for a long moment just watching the spot where he once laid. My mind was in the illusion that he was mein friend even though he so obviously wasn't. I ignored his blood dripping down my face and looked down to Victory who was collasped on the ground, exhausted and in need of a well deserved rest. But I couldn't bring myself to speak to her. She just saved me. I was helpless at that moment and she saved me when I should have been there to help her instead. I pulled myself out of it and reached down for her, "Let's get out of here." Whether she approved or not I grabbed her and carried her. "Rest." those word were all I could manage right now, I couldn't allow myself to be weak again.
XxXSomewhere ElseXxX
Ruins. That was all that was left. Ruins, and of course, the ash that still fell from the sky, coating everything like choking gray snow. Ash covered everything, the around, the streets, the crumbling remains of what was once a great city, the fields and even the two sleeping figures in the shadow of what was left of a stone building. Yes, that stifling gray did not forget the two boys and made sure to cover them too with a suffocating layer of ash. Off in the distance, the now silent volcano rumbledevery now and again as if to remind any potential survivors that it was still deadly and ready to blow again.
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~Romano's POV~
What the hell was that light...? My head freaking hurt so badly and I could barely move. Where was I? Where the hell was everyone... oh there was my idiot brother. Veneziano was sleeping, not a freaking new thing. What was new though was this ashy stuff falling in my face and on my body.
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~Italy's POV~
I woke up once my big brother started moving around. I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and tried to ignore my poor hurting head. "Ve~ ciao Romano... where are we?" everything looked so gray and scary.
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~Romano's POV~
I turned and looked at my stupid brother, frowning, "Like I know you idiot! It's all your fault!"
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~Italy's POV~
"Wah! I'm-a so sorry! What did I do?" I exclaimed under my mean big brother's stern's gaze.
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~Romano's POV~
"Everything you stupid bastard!" I shouted, standing and dusting myself off... that was odd. I redusted but more dust just fell. Gazing around I couldn't shake how familar this damned place looked, like I had been here at some point or seen it somewhere else.
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~Italy's POV~
I started to cry a little, but I knew my big brother really doesn't mean it when he says stuff like this... I dusted off my clothes and stood up next to him and looked around. "Ve~ Have we ever been here before?"
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~Romano's POV~
"Shut up stupid!" I growled, not really listening to what he was saying, "I'm trying to figure out if we've freaking been to this damned place before and your stupid comments won't be helpful at all."
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~Italy's POV~
"Wah! I'm sorry!"
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~Romano's POV~
I grumbled under my breath. This stupid brother of mine was the last person I wanted to be stuck with! Just when you think the country and be whole and we can start living in the same house he runs off to that stupid potato batard! What the hell? "Come on already we'll figure it out later. We have to find Sicily."
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~Italy's POV~
"Oh right! Ve~ I hope she's alright..." I started to explore our strange ominious surroundings. I thought I heard some footsteps and I spun around to see what was making them, but I didn't see anything... "Big brother! Ve~ Did you just hear that?"
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~Romano's POV~
"Your l-loud mouth? I c-can't hear anything else but it, bastardo." I said, but my own fear slipped out. I had heard the sound but wanted to ignore it. It was too heavy to be Sicily anyway, time to get my idiot brother out of here. "C-come on!"
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~Italy's POV~
"Ve~ Alright!" If big brother couldn't hear it, then it probably was nothing, so I skipped ahead, unsettling the ash in great big clouds that floated around me like my own personal snow storm.
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~Romano's POV~
I watched him go ahead of me for a moment, a trail of grey ash following him in giant puffs. For a moment I gazed back and a part of me thought I saw someone, an eye. Someone's blue eye. It sent shivers down my spine so I ignored it. If Sicily was here then we had to get her out of here at least. Finally I followed the stupid brother of mine who was now far ahead of me, basically having to jog after the fool, "What the hell up!"
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~Italy's POV~
I skidded to a stop in the dead center of what was presumebly the center square of the ruined town. The walls left behind all faced the middle of the square in a giant circle around me. "Sorry big brother!" I shook my hair out of all the ash that had been collected there and grinned.
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~Romano's POV~
I caught up to the idiot when the footsteps became more prominant. Currently, I ignored them and gazed around, my eyes widening with realization, "Veneziano!"
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~Italy's POV~
"Ve~! What is it Romano?" I turned in a circle several times and only succeded in getting more ash to rise up back into the air.
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~Romano's POV~
"Stop it and listen idiot! Look around and think! What does this place look like?" My eyes locked on the mountain and then to the destroyed town once so filled with life, people who used to live here. All forever frozen in freaking time. Hell.
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~Italy's POV~
I looked around, slowly, thoughtfully and I suddenly understood what my brother meant. I managed to choke out a single word, "...Pompey..." My thoughts were full of dark memories where the sun couldn't shine and of my poor Grandpa Roma...
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~Romano's POV~
"Si!" was all I could say when I heard the smacking of a whip on the ground, drawing both of our attention to an ever familar and irritating blond. "Potato bastard get the hell out of here!"
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~Italy's POV~
"Ve~ Germany! How are you? We were just about to look for my baby sister, Sicily, can you help? I don't even know where we are..." I chatted on, glad to have run into a friend in this strange place.
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~Romano's POV~
That potato loving bastard was here! What the freaking hell? He could go die in a hole for all I care. Suddenly, before I could start off, I heard the whip crackle again btu this time closer and in contact with flesh. My brother was whining as if he'd been... "What the hell did you just do to my stupid brother you son of a b***h!"
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~Italy's POV~
I looked down in shock at the welt on my arm from Germany's whip and it took me a moment to restester what happened... Germany had attacked me. We were allies, best friends which made tears come to my eyes that wasn't solely due to the stinging pain in my arm. I clutched my wounded arm and looked up sadly to who I thought was my friend with tears in my eyes and said the only thing I could..."Why?"
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But what the brothers couldn't see what the sadistic and insane look swirling in the German male's light blue eyes. What they couldn't see was the disturbing aura swirling around him as he cracked his whip on the ground again and growled. Fear shooting through both of the Italians at the possiblity that this might not have been their ally, but an imposter.
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~Romano's POV~
"...Veneziano...what if he's like that imposter we saw before we got here...Sicily's imposter..."
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~Italy's POV~
I looked up into the blond man's eyes and asked, "Is this true Germany? Are you an imposter? Tell me what you've done with my friend!"
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~Romano's POV~
"Why the hell would he tell you dumbass?" I shouted, taking a step back as he took one closer.
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~Italy's POV~
"Hmm? Why not?" I asked innocently. if it's the truth, wouldn't Germany say so?
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~Romano's POV~
"Because what if he lies to get you to trust him just to cross you later! We have to go now!" I shouted. That was when he struck Veneziano again, this time in the face.
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~Italy's POV~
Tears were flowing freely down my face. The hit on my sensitive face hurt! It was stinging with unbearable pain, even compared to the hit on my hand. Why would even an imposter Germany do this? It took a little but for my brother's words to sink in and I started running, well, really more stumbling, but nevertheless retreating.
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~Romano's POV~
"V-Veneziano?" I shouted, trying to chase him but he already had a head start, that potato eating bastard following us in some creepy walk like he didn't give a damn. I couldn't fine my idiot brother, instead I ended up in a forest, lossing Veneziano and that potato bastard but hearing footsteps and calling in front of me.
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~Italy's POV~
I tripped over my untied shoelaces and fell into a large pile of ash was, I coughed as it went down my throat and up my nose and in my eyes and everywhere inbetween. I could hear slow, heavy footsteps approaching me.
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~Romano's POV~
Despite my needing to find that idiot I went for the footsteps, maybe they were people I knew, for the most part, and would help save him from that psychopathic bastard. That was my thoughts until I heard a Russian accent saying a statement I would forever dread... "Sicily~ where are you little one~"
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"Germany" stepped behind the fallen Italian, whip in hand. "Thought you could escape."
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~Italy's POV~
I sniffled and whimpered in fear. He was being so scary right now! Scarier then that one time I spilt boiling pasta sauce on his new jacket... oh, but that was the real Germany... the Germany that I knew. This thing holding the whip above me was not my friend, he was a monster. "Please don't hurt me!" I shrieked.
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The man only smirked more, stepping on the smaller man's abdomen with the toe of his boot and cracking the whip by his head. His sadistic aura simply increased as the small Italian's cries increased.
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~Italy's POV~
I begged as I had never begged before. I struggled as much as I could, wildly thrashing against the leering man.
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"Squirm. Beg. Cry." the man laughed, striking Italy's chest hard, knocking at least a button or two off of his black dress shirt.
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~Italy's POV~
"P-please...stop, you're h-hurting me Germany!" I cried, hot tears spilling over onto the ground, making the ash beneath me seem like it was curling and melting away.
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"Nein." he said, striking his gut so more buttons flew, leaving most of Italy's now scared chest bare and open to sight. He reached down and pulled the smaller man up by his tie, taking off his shoe and leaving it to the side.
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~Italy's POV~
I kicked and punched and screamed, but for all it was worth it could have been some tame kitten clawing at the burly man.
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Finally "Germany" just picked the fighting male up and slung him over his shoulder like a feather and just started walking off in some direction. Ignoring every complaint and struggle the main lamely tried to give or pull.
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~Italy's POV~
I know it is useless, I know I have no chance, but that will never stop me from fighting back. Not from courage, mind you, but from fear, fear of dying, fear of being hurt, fear of whatever this scary version of Germany had planned for me...
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He finally stopped at some strangly intact arc, within a few moments he had the Italian hanging from said arc and hanging down, unable to touch the floor. "Germany" stood there with the whip, eyeing the rope to make sure it was done correctly.
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~Italy's POV~
I gave begging one more chance. I looked up pleadingly into his his icy eyes and said, "Please... have mercy..." it wasn't screeched out. I said it calmly, and clearly, hoping that this change would help me, I continued, "Please... we're friends. What have I ever done to deserve this?" I spoke rationally despite my desperately beating heart and racing mind.
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"Nein." he repeated, grabbing Italy's chin tightly between his thumb and pointer finger. "Now shut up."
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~Italy's POV~
I fell silent and gulped. I couldn't make eye contact with him, I tried to avoid his gaze, but I couldn't. I could feel him still there.
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The whip landed right on Italy's thigh with a loud smacking sound, "Look at me." he growled.
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~Italy's POV~
I cringed in pain and bit my lip to keep from screaming too loud. I clenched my eyes shut and still couldn't look at him.
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Another lashing this time to the other thigh and higher so it was deadly close to certain places on the poor male. "I said look at me." His grip tightened on Italy's chin yet again, "Or I'll just have to do something else."
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~Italy's POV~
My eyes widened in terror and I looked him directly into his cold, merciless eyes. I felt myself begin to tremble.
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A sadistic smirk sprinkled itself across the German's lips a she noted every ounce of fear in the Italian's honey brown eyes. It was all to obvious the amount of suffering he wanted to put the poor Italian go through. Another whip to Italy's gut finished off the rest of his buttons leaving his chest fully exposed to the German's eyes.
XxXSometime EarlierXxX
I tried to calm myself but nothing worked, the scream echoed in my thoughts and weighed down my mind. My joy was gone and I didn't know how good my sanity was at this point, was I even sane to begin with? This wasn't like me, this wasn't like me at all. Especially somehow being able to yank my arm away from the Russian man who had a firm hold of it. I couldn't even really recall what I was doing, I just felt my legs moving, carrying me somewhere. I was apparently running, running faster and faster into a forest away from them. Alone again. I needed my fratellos. I needed to see them and know they were okay. I needed to see Victory and know she hadn't met her end as well. That was how my legs were thinking, a mind of their own, just running off on their own accord to fulfill my insane desires. I didn't know where I was now but I did know that I was far from Russia and Japan by now seeing as I could no longer hear their voices.
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A solitary figure was standing in a small clearing in the thick forest. He looked at the approaching girl with a hidden smirk, ready to welcome her into his waiting arms like the bright petals of a Venus flytrap would welcome a little fly.
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The first thing I saw clearly was the grassy ground coming into contact with my face as I tripped over something. My already aching body hit the ground with a hard and loud thump and I winced in pain but quickly forgot it and sat up. My haze was leveling out into clearity, still being one the ground though. I saw a pair of legs standing near the middle of the small clearing. It confused me, they looked familiar...
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The figure approached her and said, "Is everything alright, sorella? You look scared... and you know how bad I feel when you're scared..."
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The sound of the male's voice flew by my ears and became one with my deliriouis mind. My head shot up as I got to my feet in a hurried fashion, "Fratello!" I jumped at him, clinging to his torso in tears. My fratello... Romano... he was safe.
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The male wrapped his strong arms around the girl and shushed her and comforted her, "Aria... it's alright, we're safe. There's nothing to be afraid of..." it was impossible for the little girl to either see or hear the terribly cruel smirk on his face and in his voice.
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Aria. It was strange. He only called me by that name in front of others, in public, normally he just said my country name. But I overlooked it and that he seemed stronger, such things didn't matter. I only clung tighter, "I'm so glad you're safe fratello... I was so worried... where's Veneziano though?"
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"He's fine... don't worry... I'm here." the words were sad so caringly that it almost appeared sarcastic.
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I was always told that my elevator didn't exactly reach the top floor and I didn't exactly know what that meant, but a piece of me was screaming to me that something was wrong. The other part was still in hysterics. "I know you're here... but where is he."
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~Romano's POV~
I stopped running from Pompey at the sight of Japan and an ever familar Russian, both of which merely stared at me and stopped yelling out my sorella's name. Why they were doing so, I hadn't a freaking clue.
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~Russia POV~
"Ahh privet Romano. Have you seen your little sister? It seems that we have lost her..." last time I saw one of the Italies they trembled and were terrified of me. So I tried smiling to make sure he didn't feel too scared to help.
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"He's fine. That's all you need to know." The voice turned slightly colder at that, as if annoyed at her persistence.
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~Romano's POV~
What the hell was this crap that I was hearing... "You lost my sorella...? Damnit!" I felt as if I was forgetting something important, whatever the hell it was was currently escaping my conscious. My sorella, little Sicily, was lost and anything could have been happening... damnit.
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~Japan's POV~
I could see Romano-kun tensing, most likely at the thought of his sister being gone. He seemed to be mentally cursing, and to have seemingly forgotten something seeing as he began looking around and back from where he came as if he knew that whatever it was lied back there. Trembles ran through him, whether it be memory or the fact that Russia was here I would never know.
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His grip seemed to tighten, it hurt a little. Fratello wouldn't ever purposefully hurt me, he called me frail every so often so he wouldn't ever crush me either. "Alright, alright... but fratello, you're crushing me."
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~Russia's POV~
"Da, she ran off before we could calm her own." I tried to explain more, but Romano seemed distracted with his own thoughts.
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"Oh? Am I crushing you? I apologize..." there was an audible smirk in his voice and his grip didn't loosen, if anything, his strong arms tightened around the delicate girl.
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~Romano's POV~
"Calm her..." before I could really say anything I heard thunder rumbling in the clouds. My eyes widened, her intense fear of that freaking noise. Within moments I felt myself in motion again, past them and off to god knows where. Hell. I was stupid. I probably wouldn't find her... but I couldn't allow her to be afraid after promising her that I'd always be there... damn luck.
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I let him go, bringing my hands to his chest and pushing on him, "Fratello. Let me go, that really hurts. It's not funny." It wasn't any use though, he was too strong, and that scared me more than the thunder that was crackling through the skies. He was never this strong with me, even if he was at his fullest I could normally beat him but right now... right now I couldn't budge him. His warm breath danced along my neck as he encased me more and more into his embrace, "Fratello, per favore, let me go."
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"Never... you are mine and never forget it..." his breath danced across her neck eerily and his grip tightened even more. "But don't be afraid... I can be a good big brother... if you are a good little girl that is." he chuckled cruelly.
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I heard a cry of pain although it took me a while to register the sound coming from my own lips, I felt my body pressed against him so tightly, his arms encasing me so cruelly that it hurt. My body jerked each time I felt his breath touch my neck, it felt so strange. It started to come to me... this couldn't be my fratello Romano. He'd never do such things, he could be an asshole sometimes but he wouldn't ever do such things to me. But I couldn't let on that I knew the feeling of this being a small sip of this male's abilities ran through my veins... "Si... I'll be good. I promise. Just please stop crushing me, it hurts fratello..." I begged, a few tears running down my face.
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~Romano's POV~
I heard talking near by, it was really low but it was still talking so I went towards it. Although it hadn't dawned on me until now, what if she was in trouble? There wasn't much that I could actually do for her was there... why the hell didn't I take one of them with me? ...Oh crap! I forgot Veneziano too!
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"Good girl..." he chuckled, he loosened just enough to let her breath, but not enough to give her the chance of running away.
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I rested my head against him and made my body relax, what else could I do? Get crushed to death if I dared try and brake from him? I knew that that plan would fail and then I'd be at the mercy I knew he didn't have. What did he want from me? I was too scared to ask such a question, it would give too much away anyway... I couldn't allow such things. "Grazie fratello." With false affection I nuzzled my head against him, rewrapping my arms around him, but not tightly. Just calmly.
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~Romano's POV~
Two figures stood at a distance from me, one was female and the other male, the female being a tiny one. I didn't even have to get any closer to know that it was my sorella. But who the hell was that guy? At the angle I was at I could see her eyes slightly open, tears were there and she seemed to be hiding fear. What the hell was happening... that guy looked so strangely like me that I couldn't even understand this.
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~Japan's POV~
"Russia... what should we do...? I have a bad feeling about the way he came from." I said a little after Romano-kun bolted off into the trees.
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"You're welcome... I told you I can be a good big brother, si?" He gave his cruel chuckle yet again and hugged her.
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~Russia POV~
"We can not do anything for little girl, da? So perhaps we find where Italian came from..." I wanted to continue looking for the girl, but it couldn't do us any good.
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"Si, you did. You are." I said, doing my best to sound as fearless as possible, to hide all the tears that wanted to fall. My body was still in pain from earlier and now it hurt so much more. Any movement just hurt...
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~Romano's POV~
All I could do at this point was watch I guessed, she seemed to be hurting, at least from what I could tell but I couldn't do a damn thing at this point...
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~Japan's POV~
Despite him being right, as allies with the Italian siblings I couldn't just let them go. It wasn't known how weak she was at this moment or even Romano-kun's current condition. It was likely that they required assistance but so did whatever Romano-kun was running from. "I think one of us should follow after him and the other should go to where he came from." An opinion... it needed to be given at this point.
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He pulled her close and pressed their bodies far too close for comfort and whispered huskily and mockingly in her ear, "Tell me how good a big brother I am, will you?"
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~Russia's POV~
"I will go after Romano and little girl." It wasn't up for debate. I would protect that girl.
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I had all I could to hold the cring in and merely smiled, "You're the best fratello ever." Acid was creeping up in my throat, that statement disgusted me... I nearly threw up.
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~Japan's POV~
I wanted to go after her... but that was enough for my opinions. Especially since he had already started walking, which left me with no choice but to go towards the direction Romano-kun had originally come from.
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He nodded in approvement of her statement, than pulled her even closer to him, "Good girl, you learn fast." He chuckled and whispered in her ear again, "Baby sisters should love their big brothers, right? Do you love me?"
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The acidic substance didn't fade, in fact it increased and it burned my throat. It was so disgusting... "Si fratello. I love you very much."
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~Romano's POV~
I could hear what was being said and just like how I knew when that tomato bastard Spain actually liked something or not, I knew when Sicily liked something, or someone, and meant what she said. It wasn't plainly obvious but it was obvious to me at least. Such lies made me freaking pissed... and sick to my stomach.
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He nipped her earlope with his pointed teeth and mummered, "Do you know what good little girls are suppose to do when they love someone very much?" He had not only the ever present smirk, but now also a certain unnatural, hungry gleam to his eyes as he looked down into her large eyes and eagarly drank in the sight.
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Honestly I hadn't the slightest clue. I wasn't told such things and was removed from the room or ear plugged if fratello France started speaking of 'naughty things' so I shook my head, "No fratello. I'm afraid I don't."
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~Romano's POV~
What the f**king hell was this? That was it! I couldn't take this freaking crap anymore! I was about to go when I felt a hand grip my shoulder and froze... who the hell...?
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"Well... I'll just have to teach you won't I?" he chuckled.
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~Russia's POV~
I pressed a finger to my lips to tell Romano to be quiet. The scene in front of me made my blood boil, but I knew I had to keep a cool head.
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"I-I guess so fratello..." I tried to keep the shaking out of my voice but it was impossible. I was too scared... I wanted my fratellos...
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~Romano's POV~
Quiet? He wanted me to be f**king quiet? My sister was being harassed damnit! But that was when my eyes fell on the knife in the man's pocket, so easy to grab and harm her if anything was done at the moment...
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~Russia's POV~
I whispered into the Italian's ear, "Have no fear. She will come to no harm. Take her and run when I give signal. You understand, da?"
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~Romano's POV~
"Si. I understand." I muttered, as ready as ever.
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The strange "Romano"'s cold hands slipped beneath her shirt as his gripped her waist firmly. His slimy tongue slid across the soft flesh of her neck and whispered in her ear, "You are so amusing... I will have fun...'teaching' you..."
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My eyes widened and a deep heat rose to my face, fear striking through me. Every ounce of me willed me to run, to break away and run but there wasn't a single possiblity of that. This was beyond violation...
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"Romano" smoothly manuvered so that Aria was now on the ground, him on top with a huge smirk adorning his face. The only thing keeping him from laying on top of her were his two strong arms pinning her to the grass and holding his upper body up.
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~Russia's POV~
This whole thing made me sick to my stomach. I left my cover and kicked the man off of the little girl. He snarled and took out a knife. I held my pipe comfortibly and gestured for the real Romano to take the litttle girl away to safety. I would keep the sick man busy.
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I was in shock, this was the second time in the same day that Russia had saved me with that infamous pipe of his. But who was he signalling for...? I glanced over and relief washed over me, fratello. My real fratello. I could tell it in his eyes as he approached me.
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~Romano's POV~
"Sicily..." I muttered, picking her up. I gave a single glance to the Russian before disappearing into the trees again. She struggled against me, "What about him? We can't just leave him there!" "Shhh. We're not going that far damnit." I whispered to her, calming her.
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~Russia's POV~
"Romano" wiped a bit of blood away from the cut on his face and gave me a strange sadistic look, "You really shouldn't have done that you know..." I braced myself as the man growled and pounced, glittering knife in hand.
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~Japan's POV~
I ended up in an ashened, ruined city near a volcanic mountain. Ash still fell from the sky and the remains of the city seemed Roman, or at least used to. I heard cries and hits coming from one direction near by and braced myself... the cries sounded just like Italy-kun.
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~Italy's POV~
Tears no longer fell from my eyes, it hurt too much. I thought I couldn't even be able to react to the pain anymore, but I was wrong. Each blow dug in deeper then the last and I could no longer even try to stop the screams from tearing out of my throat.
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~Japan's POV~
I followed the screams until I saw a badly abused Italy-kun and... G-Germany-san...? No. It couldn't be. I moved more into sight as he lowered his whip, obviously hearing me somehow.
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~Italy's POV~
Silence? No pain. Relief. Fear. Hopelessness. pain again. These and many more thoughts and emotions spun out of control in my throbbing head. All I knew for certain was that I could not feel the whip's stinging blow anymore. Did that mean that the scary version of Germany had some other, even more painful plan for me? I couldn't bear to think about it.
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~Japan's POV~
I watched as he turned to face me and automatically I knew that this was not my friend Germany-san. "Another toy." was all he said as he approached me, I knew that I had to get to Italy-kun as soon and fast as possible. That became my main objective.
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~Italy's POV~
I didn't care what would happen to me, I couldn't take it anymore and I felt myself fall into fuzzy darkness.
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~Japan's POV~
I glanced over at Italy-kun once more as I watched him faint, most likely from the excruciating pain he must have been in. There was so much blood and so many wounds. I felt horrible about not finding him sooner.
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~Italy's POV~
I woke up on some soft grassy ground and thought for a brief moment that maybe everything that just happened with Germany was a dream... But as pain once again flooded my senses. I knew that it was only all too real. Wait, if it wasn't a dream, then where was I now? What happened? Pain shot up through me as I sat up to look around, instead of the scary Germany with the whip beside me, I saw Japan. Japan! He was an ally, a friend and he was super strong! He must've been the one to save me... I was about to thank him when I noticed how terribly hurt he was..."Ve~ Japan? Is everything alright? What happened? You look really really hurt..."
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~Japan's POV~
I was lost in thought as I stared off at the mountain in the distance but was abruntly halted when I heard Italy stir and speak. Glancing at him I allowed myself a small smile and replied, "Hai I am fine. I just had to get you away from that person, it was nothing really. You should rest. Are you hungry?"
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~Italy's POV~
My stomach growled and I laughed, "Ve~ I am a bit hungry... do you have any pasta?"
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~Japan's POV~
Ah same old Italy-kun. That was a good sign. I took the bag that I had found, its tag was written in some strange writing... It wasn't like me to look through it but the contents had fallen out so I saw a few of the contents while Italy-kun was still out of it. It was apparently his or one of his siblings since there was a picture of the three of them in it. It also had his pasta so at least that could satisfy. To respond to him I nodded and showed him the bag, "Do you know whose bag this is though?"
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~Italy's POV~
I tilted my head slightly when I saw the bag, "Yes, but I thought it was left behind... where did you find it?"
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~Japan's POV~
"While I was getting you away from that man I saw it wedged in a tree as if it had gotten stuck." I answered.
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~Italy's POV~
"It's Sicily's ..." I opened the bag, "Ve~! There's pasta!"
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~Japan's POV~
I laughed a little. Why did I find it so plausible for her to carry pasta around? Possibly because she loved the carbohydrate as much as her brother did. But it just reminded me of how I hadn't a clue of where his sister ran off to or if she was okay... "Ah, that is good then."
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~Italy's POV~
I looked through the bag, "Hey! There's some bandages for you too!" I took a mouthful of pasta and looked over at Japan's wounds again. They looked really really bad and I could tell he was in pain, but he would never mention it.
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~Japan's POV~
"Sicily-san really does think ahead, or it is just conincidence." I said watching as Italy-kun observed my wounds and ate.
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~Italy's POV~
"I don't know... but we should fix you up ve~" I set down the pasta and took out the bandages, "Ve~ The big cut on your chest looks super bad... take off your shirt so I can fix it..."
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~Japan's POV~
"Th-that's m-m-my personal sp-space Italy-kun!" I cried out, despite the knowledge that this would help me I wasn't comfortable with the thought of showing a man my bare chest...
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~Italy's POV~
"Ve~? But you're hurt! " I scooted closer to him and grabbed his shirt, "Come on! Just take it off so I can fix those cuts before they get infected."
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~Japan's POV~
"I-Italy-kun! Th-this is my p-p-p-p-personal space! I-I ask y-you to c-cease your a-actions at once!" I said again, trying to push him away but he had a good grip on my shirt already.
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~Italy's POV~
"What are you so nervous about? It's not like you're a girl, so it's okay to take your shirt off! Plus I need to fix it..." I knew that my attempts would be fruitless, but I had to try to help! I had an idea... "Ve~ Japan! If it would make it better, I can turn my back or go off into the trees while you take off your shirt and put the bandages on yourself!"
"Ve~ ok! I promise not to wander off too much! Just make sure to do a good job with those bandages..." I grabbed what was left of the pasta and walked back into the trees.
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Fratello finally stopped running and set me down by a tree, that was when I noticed that my bag I had when I first woke up had vansihed... my special stuffed kitten was in there... ah man. Fratello was looking down at me, he looked tired but he still had his trademark grumpy expression that made me laugh a little. "Are you okay...?" he muttered, kneeling in front of me. "Si... just a little thirsty I guess but I'll be fine." He stared at me for a moment before standing again. "Don't say that you'll be fine idiot! Stay here, I'll go and find you so water." before I could stop him he was off for the forest, leaving me alone again.
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~Prussia's POV~
Damn. Damn DAMN! That stupid Russian bastard was still chasing the awesome me! Ok so maybe I did go a bit too far when I insulted him and such but mein gott that was no reason to come after me with some blood soaked pipe! I ran through the forest at lightning speed and saw one of the little Italies, the mean one that Spain liked, Romano. The awesome me couldn't leave him behind while there was a pissed off Russian on the loose! I grabbed him by the waist and swung him over my shoulder and kept running.
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~Romano's POV~
"Hey you potato eating, beer drunken bastard let me go!" I shouted, thrashing and trying to escape but no good. This was freaking kidnapping.
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I heard running in the distance but thought nothing of it and just leaned against the tree. I was more thirsty and hungry than I had thought... I felt so tired still but I was worrying too much for rest. This place was so scary... and where was Russia? Was he okay?
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~Prussia's POV~
"No way! Do you want to get bludgeoned to death by Russia? He's freaking pissed and after me! Er, and now I guess us..." keseses I was wayyyyy to awesome to have Romano's weight slow me down at all like this! He should be thanking the awesome me...
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~Russia's POV~
I stumbled through trees in direction where Romano took little girl. My hand that was clutching large hole in my side was already soaked in blood. So was most of my coat, boots and pipe. My scarf thankfully was mostly spared, though even that had some liberal splatterings of blood. Normally I wouldn't mind all this blood on my person, but fact that it was all my own blood worried me. I felt large gash on my head was still bleeding heavily and matting my pale hair, this wound was bad enough to make me go crosseyed occasionally while walking. But it was all worth it. I did not regret anything. I defeated my enemy after all and little girl was safe. Speaking of which, I thought I saw her through blurred eyes, I stumbled and tripped when I quickened my pace and hoarsely called out, "Little girl?" Before the pain came back
again.
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~Romano's POV~
Russia? But I just saw him not to long ago and he wasn't insane. But then again I did see that potato bastard as an insane murder and someone who looked like me who almost freaking raped my sorella. Nothing was fazing me much here anymore... "But my sorella damnit!"
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I looked over in the direction of the voice that called to me and almost screamed. Russia. He was covered in blood and wounds galore. Quickly I went over to him, "Russia, you have to sit down or else it'll bleed more! You need medical attention quickly!"
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~Prussia POV~
Oh crap Sicily was here too? "Don't worry about her. The two of us are leading the crazy Russian far away from her... she'll be safe" I heard my awesome self starting to pant. I had been running for a long time and the extra weight didn't help...
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~Russia's POV~
I smiled. Little girl was safe. I tried to hide the pain I felt when I sat down obediently. "I am sorry little girl for troubling you. I am glad you're safe..." I looked around with annoyance. where was her big brother? I did not get this wounded just to have little girl left alone, unprotected...
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~Romano's POV~
"How can't I worry about her you dumbass! You're making me leave her again in such a place!" I complained, damnit. Damn this potato eating beer drunkie.
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Waaaaah! So much blood! My eyes focused to the wound on his head first, that needed attention first if he was going to keep conscious, and no major brain damage. Then my eyes sat on the large stain at his side it was large and fresh. Most likely a major wound as well. I took out the small supply of medical supplies that resided in the pockets of my uniform. That was when I remembered something else... I placed two knives and a gun with its extra amo at Russia's side so they wouldn't bother me. "Please excuse me." I said as I leaned up to check his head. Sitting down or not, he was still huge.
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~Russia's POV~
"It is alright. Thank you little girl." I tried to avoid twitching under her warm touch as she examined my wounds.
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I moved his pale hair to find the head wound and frowned, reaching for a thing of gauze and holding it there. I watched the flinch that he was unable to hide like all of his other ones and subconsciously grabbed his hand in my own for a moment before bringing it up to where I had placed the gauze. "Please keep your hand here." I circled back to his front and stared at the wound at his side that was currently hidden by his jacket... I felt a small blush rise in my cheeks as I mumbled, "You'll have to t-take the jacket of th-though..."
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~Russia's POV~
I shrugged my long coat off my shoulders with only a tiny flinch of pain. There were still several layers of shirts covering the wound though. I smiled up to the girl and laughed inwardly at her blush. How cute.
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My blush only deepened, how many shirts could one person wear? I meant sure I heard that Russia was a cold place but man that seemed to be a lot of shirts! I traced the tear that was more noticable on the shirts than it was his heavy coat. Seeing the wound was more easy now but I could only see a small portion. Even so I didn't want to keep asking him to remove articles of his clothing, it was awkward and nerve wrecking. Although I did need to see and clean his wounds to prevent infection...
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~Russia's POV~
I chuckled lightly at the girl's behavior and rolled up my shirts so she could see the wound fully without me having to strip down to my bare chest.
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I nodded my thanks and looked over the wound. It wasn't too deep but it was rather long. Delicately I started to clean it, ignoring the half sight of his stomach and abs. So much blood, too much.
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~Italy's POV~
I skipped ahead through the woods, eating my pasta and whistling merrily until I saw some blood splattered on a branch. I looked ahead and there seemed to be a path trampler down by some huge creature. There were liberal splatterings of blood along the way. I was scared of what it was, but something stronger told me to follow the trail, so I did, completely forgetting about Japan for the moment.
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~Japan's POV~
It didn't take me long to secure my bandages and put my shirt and jacket back on. I put the items back in the bag and slung it over my shoulder, stepping foreward. "Italy-kun? Where are you?" Something told me that he went off again and that I shouldn't have let him out of my sight.
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~Russia's POV~
The little girl was almost done dressing my wound when I heard a familiar voice from behind me say, "Sicily..?" I turned to see little Italy who turned into a blue and copper blur when he sped over and excitedly tackle hugged the little girl, babbling in rapid Italian.
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I clung to him, laughing and replying to all of his questions as we rolled around on the ground in joy. This fratello I wasn't letting him leave. Not like my other fratello.
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~Japan's POV~
I waited for a response but as I did I heard movement not too far off and followed it. If I was in luck I would find Italy-kun. And I did hope that luck was on my side. There was a trail of blood and broken pbjects as I walked, that startled me but then Italy-kun and Sicily-san's voices were clear.
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~Russia's POV~
I chuckled lightly at the siblings actions. Italy perked up when he remembered something. He was about to stand and when he heard Japan's nearby rustling and hailed him over in his loud cheery voice.
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"Japan? Oh thank god he's okay!" I said happily, bolting to my feet as the Asian male approached. He seemed injured as well, in fact when I looked over my fratello he as well had many wounds. One welt on his cheek as well. I couldn't control it... not at all... "Who the hell did that to your face?"
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~Italy's POV~
"Er... what do you mean? I just... er tripped?" One look in her eyes and I broke, "Wah! I'm sorry! I was attacked and it was super scary and I didn't even have my white flag and- oh! But Japan saved me!" I moved to hug him but he moved away.
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"Sicily-san please be rational-" Japan tried to reason with me, I tried to reason with me too but no. No one hurts my fratellos. I wouldn't ever have it. Veneziano was so frail and weak, even though he was older than me I still got protective of my whiny fratello. Without my control I grabbed his wrist and turned him to face me, I was even scaring myself at this point, "That's what not WHO."
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~Italy's POV~
"WAH! G-GERMANY!" I wailed. I could bear to elaborate how this Germany treated me... what he did to me... my throat got all tight when I tried to explain how it wasn't MY Germany, my Germany who did this to me... but some monster...
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I paused and stared for a moment. No that couldn't have been true. Germany wouldn't do such things. Especially not to Veneziano. I've known Germany for so long that I was sure of it then Japan confirmed my suspiscions. "He wasn't the one we know though Sicily-san..." The thought of an evil Germany frightened me. Then it brought me back to my previous event with an evil Romano and I shuttered in fear as water filled my eyes. My feelings. When my real fratello came to me and carried me off I was partically afraid of him and thinking about if he turned into someone like that at any moment...
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