Chapter 5
3rd Person's POV
Italy eventually stopped running and leaned on a wall to rest. He panted as he held his bleeding arm. Suddenly a shadow crept up on him. He held his knife threateningly and looked to see the twisted smile of England. "ARTHUR YOU BASTARD!" Italy said chopping the knife his way. England dodged every single blow. "Aww have you lost too much blood to put up a proper fight?~" England said happily. It was true, Italy had lost blood running over here and the fights with his brother and Germany didn't help much either. Italy growled at England. "Aww don't be like that poppet!~ I have a little deal for you.~" England said smiling. Italy didn't have much of a choice so he put the knife down. "Alright. I'm listening." Italy said. "Here's the deal. I'll heal you with my magic. In turn you help me with the rest of the magic users. Can't have them mess this up!~ Then we'll work on turning the rest of the countries as well." England said. Italy thought about it for a moment. If he helps England that means he could take charge of the axis. He could freely kill and get ingredients for special sauce.
Italy smirked "You've got a deal." he said shaking England's hand. "Just so we're clear i'll only help you until everyone's changed. After that i'll be coming after you." Italy said harshly. England tighten his grip on Italy's hand "Wouldn't have it any other way poppet!~" England said sweetly and dark at the same time. After that England healed Italy. "By the way. Call me Oliver poppet.~" England said. Meanwhile a certain Nordic was having trouble controlling himself.
Norway sat on the bed in his room with the door locked. He knew about the other personality. He knew it was already happening and he knew he couldn't stop it since his other personality didn't want to. His eyes had already changed to a blue with purple shading. He's been in his room for a couple of days. The other nordics had no idea what was going on or why Norway had been acting this way. Norway kept wanting to set things on fire. At one point Iceland caught him with a lighter about to set the couch on fire. His headaches have gotten worse too. Suddenly his window opened letting in a cold breeze. He turned to close it when he saw England and Italy standing there. He knew that they were their second players. "England! Italy! Get out of here!" Norway said angrily. "Aww but poppet. We brought you a present.~" England said revealing Italy holding a flamethrower.
Norway's eyes sparkled at the sight. A flamethrower. Just what he needed. "Thank you so much Arthur!" Norway said happily jumping up and down like an excited little boy. He couldn't resist it anymore. He grabbed the flamethrower and turned it on. Flames came out enough to set his bed on fire. He laughed insanely as his hair turned a darker shade of blonde. "Looks like our work here is done!~" England said as he poofed him and Italy out. Norway continued to laugh as he set more things in his room on fire. The door flew off as Denmark broke it down. The other Nordics were behind him. Denmark and Iceland watched in horror as they saw Norway laughing like an insane person while setting things on fire. The flames were growing and if he didn't stop he would set the whole house on fire. "NORGE! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" Denmark yelled as the flames grew higher. "Fire Den! Isn't it pretty?" Norway said smiling. Norway didn't see that a flame had gotten close to him. The fire grew higher and the flame reached him. He yelled as the flame burned him. Denmark charged in and dragged Norway out. The Nordics ran out of the house as the fire department came and started to put out the fire. Norway laid on the ground unconscious now having his 2p's exact burn mark.