A/N: Germany sees Italy as a brother of sorts c: Don't misunderstand my actions

Plot: in an alternate universe where all of the countries are just angels living on land, and demons rule the underworld, no demon has ever gone into the overworld. Yes, there has been many wars to try and take it from the angels, but it's prohibited for a demon to go into the overworld. The overworld is guarded by impenetrable barriers, and no matter what, that barrier can't be broken. Even so, it's also guarded not just by demons on one side, but by Archangels on the other. Neither side wants the other, and if either go in the other's land, it is punishable by immediate death, or eternal torment, which is worse than death. An angel would have wings cut off and be subject to the worst death imaginable, and a demon would have their horns cut off after it was made visible forcibly, before it'd be grinded down, causing immense pain. The demon would be subject to a pain that no angel would comprehend. This has been law for eternity. No angel has ever had a demon in their world, no demon has ever had an angel in theirs. However, when one of the underworlds highest ranking demons is just too sick of his life, he, for some odd reason, longs to see the overworld. One day, he finally gets that chance when he's picked to be an ambassador for the underworld. He's set to make peace talks with the highest ranking angels of the Overworld, called the "G8", which was a group of the angels that were classed as eight powers. He siezes this chance as soon as he can though. Instead of doing these talks, or meeting them. As soon as he's over the barrier, he runs away from his title. Sadly, he can't forget he's a demon. Even if he wanted them to believe he wasn't a demon, he had wings darker than the night, as if it absorbed all the light, sucking it up and replacing it with nothingness, and of course, those two black horns that sprouted. He was by far, terrifying, but the only good thing about it was he could hide it, and of course, angels hid their wings and halo aswell, as it was bothersome. What happens to this demon as he meets person who takes him in as a brother, hiding it from him, and meets members of the G8 without knowing, and, without knowing, meeting alot of high-ranking angels along the way. What will happen to our demon as he tries to hide who he is? However, it was strange, as demons had never been scared, but he was terrified. He seemed to feel all of the worst emotions, though of course, he wouldn't dare hesitate to kill. This demon didn't just get his title without working for it. He was by far, one of the most feared, well-known demons in the underworld. He was so well known because of how merciless he was, and how sadistically cruel he apparently was. Rumors had always existed about how he'd torture demons to the brink of them begging for death, just to break them apart slowly, and then do unspeakable atrocities to them, but then again, these were just rumors, or were they? This demon seems to be quite strange, but even stranger after he realises what a specific G8 Angel is making him feel, love.. How can a demon deal with love?

Demon!Germany x Angel!Russia | Slight Angel!Italy x Demon!Germany (OneSided) | Angel!France x Angel!England (Established Marriage.)

Names:

Germany = Ludwig

Russia = Ivan Braginski

America = Alfred Jones

England = Arthur Kirkland

France = Francis Bonnefoy

Italy = Feliciano Vargas

Japan = Kiku Honoda

Prussia = Gilbert Beilschmidt

Belarus = Natalia Arlovskaya

Canada = Matthew Williams

China = Yao Wang

Hungary = Elizabeth (Skipping last name for her..)

Warnings: Depictions of Violence/Gore, Ivan being a stalker yet again, Socially Awkward moments

Chapter Six - Friends of Fear | 3rd Person P.O.V

It'd been a week since Arthur and Francis had seen the demon run into the woods, and they'd been terrified to leave their house after it, but it was invevidable that they had to leave it after a while, they'd quickly packed some clothing and items, and in a mad dash, raced through the path that lead to the street, and they practically dove into a limo. They were driven to an airport, and once them and their luggage was on Francis's private jet, they felt somewhat safe. They'd comforted eachother for the whole trip, trying to lighten the mood and joking, but they couldn't, not whilst they knew that he was out there.

They'd finally reached the huge, towering mansion that the meeting was being held in, they reached the meeting last, but still raced in, not daring look behind them out of an irrationally rational fear of seeing him behind them. They'd barged through the doors like it was nothing, shocking the other six members of the G8, before sitting down, but the others still stayed silent, as if waiting hesitantly for something.

Arthur P.O.V

He couldn't stand it any longer, the room had been silent for five minutes now, everyone awkwardly glancing at the clock and their watches. They were all sat down, but nobody started, so he decided he'd take the lead, he couldn't hold it in any longer.

"That's it! I can't stand this silence!" He yelled, taking everyone off-guard with the sudden noise, they all stared.

"Alfred, what are we even waiting for?!" He said in a loud tone of voice, staring at him with anger, watching as the Angel stood up with a slight flinch.

"Well.. We're meant to, Um.. Did nobody tell you..?" Alfred said hesitantly, glancing around at the other angels, who seemed equally confused, other than Ivan, who just had a childish, innocent smile on his face.

"Tell us what?" Feliciano asked curiously, staring at Alfred with curiousity, who looked down at him with a worried expression.

"Ivan, I thought I told you to tell them.." Alfred sighed, looking at Ivan.

"Tell them what?" Ivan asked, seeming to be equally confused as the rest.

Alfred let out a small sigh, shaking his head as he stood up fully, hesitantly.

"Today in this meeting, we were meant to be joined by an ambassador sent from the underworld." Alfred finally said after a long pause, causing gasps and shocked sounds to erupt from five of the angels.

".. Alfred." Arthur said in a deadly tone, which caused the room to fall silent once more.

"Do you know anything about the Demon's Ambassador..?" Arthur finally said, in a voice like a viper, staring at him, ready to pounce in fury.

"Uhh.. I don't know, dude... Hmm.. Oh yeah! I remember! He had a wierd name, Ludwig or something. Tall blonde fella, black wings, the works. 'Parrently they chose him 'cus he's the most powerful demon in the underworld, or some cool stuff like that. I dunno." Alfred said, scratching his head with one finger, trying to remember, but Ivan's face lit up, whilst the others in the room visibly noticed how the colour drained from Arthur and Francis.

"Wait.. Dude, Ivan. Weren't you sent to get him or something?" Alfred suddently asked, turning all attention to him, but he just smiled innocently.

"Da." Ivan said with a huge grin.

".. Then where is he?" Alfred finally said after an expectant pause, as if wanting him to elaborate.

They noticed how Ivan's smile faltered, as if he was thinking on what to do, and Arthur was confused by it.

"Hmm.. Well, he murdered my waiter because the waiter looked at him, and he attacked me before escaping, so I was unable to stop him, da? Though, I think he's dead. He fell from realllyyy High during the fight, Da?" Ivan smiled childishly, whilst five of the angels suddently gasped in shock. Feliciano and Kiku were talking to eachother about how scary it must've been and how terrifying Demons are, whilst Matthew was whispering to Alfred about how this was a mistake. Francis and Arthur paled, he murdered them? Arthur's blood went cold.

"I-Ivan.." Arthur said, but it wasn't heard because of the chattering. Arthur sighed, before he decided to be a bit bolder.

"IVAN!" Arthur suddently yelled, even causing Francis to freeze, the room went silent once more, before Ivan looked at Arthur with a small smile.

"Da?" Ivan said politely

".. You said it died?" Arthur asked, trembling.

"Da, Probally." He said with a plain smile.

"...Ivan.. It didn't die." Arthur stammered out, causing even Ivan to be shocked, along with the others.

"What do you mean it didn't die?!" Alfred yelled at Arthur accusingly

"I mean it heavily damaged our woods, then it nearly killed us with smoke, and it ran off into the forest near our house!" Arthur screamed at him, causing Alfred and the others to pale.

"S-So, It's still out there..?" Feliciano asked in a warey voice, hugging himself in fear.

".. Y-Yes.. " Francis responded, seemingly knowing how he was unable to respond himself.

"Oh? You know this is too dangerous, da? We're going to have to stop it before it gets into a city!" Ivan piped up with a childish tone of voice, causing the others to naturally look at him, waiting for him to elaborate.

"Arthur, You don't mind my jet following yours back? If it's out there, I should help hunt it, da?" Ivan finished, almost beaming with joy at that point, though none of them knew why, atleast, he didn't know why.

"Hey! I'm the hero here! I'll take down the beast!" Alfred interrupted loudly, with Matthew smiling proudly behind him.

"O-Oh! We can come too! Right Kiku? Pleasseee! I want to help! I can make pasta and use a pasta trap!" Feliciano said with a burst of joy at the sudden teamwork of them all. Kiku just nodded.

They'd all agreed there and then they were going to take it down, thankfully, Alfred wasn't useless in weapons.

Before they left, they were each given a modified tazer that would keep the strong demon down, it was able to keep a demon from moving, but they'd never had a use for them really, since no demon had ever gone into angel territory, ever. They'd always kept to themselves, but been very hostile to any friendliness of the angels, and since then, stories were told about them, and they became the nightmares.

"Why can't be just use Normal tazers, Alfred?" Francis asked with a confused expression.

"Dude. Like I said, Most powerful demon, that thing could kill you in a heartbeat, a normal demon wouldn't be able to kill you if it tried. Trust me dude. You need this." Alfred had responded cooly, and nobody else interjected or spoke, they'd all quickly left, Ivan leaving first with a huge grin as soon as he was given it, though they all knew that Ivan would most likely have a whole artillery of weapons in that plane alone. Next to leave was Kiku and Feliciano, who was saying something to Kiku about making loads of pasta to lure the beast out, next it was him and Francias, and turning around, he saw Alfred and Matthew following them.

It was a very lively ride home, with Francis and him debating ideas as to how to get it, one idea was the book, which worked last time.

Finally, they got back, and all the of G8 followed them to their house, and then, they all split up. At that moment, Arthur realised something. The hunt was on.

Ludwig P.O.V

He slowly whimpered in pain as he lay down at the tree, tears stained his face as used the tree for support. Ever since the spell was used on him, the pain didn't leave him. It was like that damn angel was always near, but it wasn't too unbearable. However, it had random moments where it'd suddent cause a flash of excruciating pain for his entire body. The only thing he could be glad about was the fact that after a day, he was able to hide his wings and horn again, however, his eyes never lost their vibrancy, they'd always glow a bright blue, one which was terrifying to see. The problem he was having was that his wounds weren't healing, and he guessed it was due to the fact that he'd had a spell used on him. He could barely walk, and had limped for a week now, still no use though, he never saw an end to the forest. He'd tried to fly on day three, but one wing was broken. He'd have to leave it out with proper treatment for a month minimum for it to heal, and then there was the fact that due to his wounds not healing, they'd reopen every day. Currently, his white suit was stained in a deep mix of died blood and fresh, dark crimson on random areas of his body, most prominently being his chest and arms though, but one leg wasn't doing too well. He hated it.

He leaned against the tree, wheezing as the sickness - which he'd guessed to be a cold, caused him to have a bad time breathing. He was practically starved, but didn't care, thankfully though, he didn't really need drinks, as Demons had never really needed to drink, it was more of an enjoyment, moreso just liking the taste of it. He let out a pained hiss as a burning sensation shot through his body one more time, before he heard something. He heard a man with a calm voice, and someone with a younger-sounding child-like voice.

"Feliciano, you take this section, I'll go search back there." The more aged-sounding calm-voiced man had said.

"Alright, Kiku!" The Younger one, who he guessed was Feliciano, responded.

He heard the boots of one of them run away, before hearing a small sigh from the younger one. He guessed the older had ran away to search a different area, leaving the younger one to search, but for what? Wait. What was he thinking, for him? Oh god. He slowly sunk down, his back leaning across the tree as he coughed up more blood again, making the younger one gasp, he covered his mouth, trying to hide that and his pain, he prayed that the younger wouldn't look at where he was.

"H-Hello?" Feliciano had called warily.

He didn't respond, he was scared, too scared to move.

"I-I've got pasta! You can have some!" Feliciano had called out, as if trying to lure him out like some sort of pet.

Ludwig felt a twinge of disgust, but also amusement at how silly that idea must've been, trying to lure someone out with pasta of all things. It was quite si-

Ludwig wheezed, coughing out blood, causing thick, overwhelming crimson to pain the area from his lips to his chin, and the fact his white suit was covered in blood didn't help either.

He heard the man Gasp in shock before they'd changed tactic.

"H-Hey! If you don't come out, I've got a tazer!" They yelled bravely, stepping in his direction, he felt his heart beat rapidly in fear.

Crunch Crunch Crunch!

The footsteps came closer and closer, and it felt like the only thing stopping him from seeing them was the tree now.

"Come out!" He called, which pounded like a drum into his ear, stabbing him. He had to focus soley on trying not to cry out in pain at how close the Angel was to him now.

Suddently, as if wanting to punish him for his life, he let out a wheeze again, more blood painting his face, and then he heard the man make a funny sort of shocked noise, before jumping around infront of him, tazer aimed at him warily. He stared up at him in shock, but didn't move. His eyes were ones that didn't have much hope in them, waiting for the death he feared so much, but knowing he couldn't escape.

"What happened to you?!" Feliciano suddently said in a shaky voice, staring in horror at him, he dropped the tazer.

Ludwig felt embarrassed as he realised that he was crying aswell, he must've looked disgusting to him. A man wearing a suit in the woods, covered in blood, blood coming out of his mouth like crazy, and crying as he waited for death. So. Weak.

He just looked up at him sadly, a pained expression on his face, it hurt too much to talk.

"Oh my pasta! Did you get attacked, sir?! There's a demon in the woods! Did a demon attack you! Oh no, Oh no! You need help!" Feliciano panicked, catching him off guard.

Did this person not know he was the demon? He wasn't going to tell him he was though, he hurt so much, and wasn't about to die even faster. He just let out a small cry of pain as the seething sensation hit his shoulder, like it did every once and a while, though Feliciano looked at him with a huge ammount of concern. He immediately stopped whatever task at hand, fumbling with his pocket to take out a radio that was most likely given to him by that Kiku man. He quickly fumbled with it, turning it on.

"K-Kiku!" Feliciano cried into the radio, causing the other one to yell his name in return, concerned.

"The-There's a man in the woods! He got attacked by the demon Kiku! Please, he needs help!" Feliciano cried into the radio, before the other side went dead, along with his side.

Ludwig stared in absolute shock, was the stranger being nice to him? He softly let tears fall at the idea of it.

Suddently, he heard quick, timed and well-balanced steps running through the forest, before a man arrived, this one was shorter than Feliciano, and had brown, short hair, he was wearing a white uniform, but it had black with it, the person suddently turned their head, almost recoiling in disgust and horror.

"Oh my.." Kiku said in shock.

Ludwig didn't know what to do, but he couldn't think coherently, however, the pain seemed to go away, and he felt new strengh in his fear.

"Are you alri-" Kiku was cut off.

He got up, pushing the two men over before running as fast as his injured legs could carry him, and that wasn't too fast, but for an odd reason, he didn't feel pain in the injured leg, it was as if being near those two, the fear he held, gave him strengh he didn't know he had. Suddently, he heard one man scream for him to grab his tazer, and that's when he realised where the strengh came from. His horns were out, and with those out, he had strengh. Oh, he was such an idiot! How could he miss it? His eyes widened as he saw a bullet narrowly miss his head, hearing steps fast-following him, he quickly did something he didn't ever really do, he used one of this powers. Suddently, the whole area was shrouded in a pitch-black mist, and he became practically invisible. Only a demon could see through this, and his eyes lit up again a light blue, glowing in the darkness as he saw clearly where he was going, whilst the angels behind him yelled for eachother, having stopped and trying to find eachother. He was about to escape, before was pushed into dark cave in the woods by someone. Before he could look, he was dark inside as there was a crying voice.

"Kikuuu, I'm scareeeddd!" The man cried, and through the dark, he saw the man sat there, clutching onto his suit, crying as he buried his head into it, seemingly for comfort or something.

Ludwig stood there, confused, before his gaze softened. He knew this was someone trying to hunt him, but he didn't mind. He wasn't going to leave someone crying. He let out a small, suprised gasp as Feliciano hugged him, crying into his shoulder.

"I don't want it to kill me, Kiku!" He sniffled. Ludwig felt a pain hit him, did they think that's all he wanted to do..?

Despite the pain, he sighed, before pulling them into a hug, he heard a gasp from Feliciano, but he could tell he needed this comfort. It was like a mother comforting a toddler to him. He couldn't let him cry there and do nothing.

It stayed like that, he let Feliciano stay hugging him for five minutes, crying on his shoulder whilst he hugged him, the pain was bearable for now, thankfully. He'd noticed how it sometimes didn't hurt, usually if he was badly injured. Maybe when badly injured, it didn't affect him? He was glad in a way. After the five minutes, the crying slowly stopped, and he heard Feliciano sniffle before quietly speaking.

"Why are demons so m-mean, Kiku..?" Feliciano asked in a quiet sniffle.

Ludwig felt a great pain in his heart to hear that, before he realised that as soon as he spoke, he'd be recognised, after all, he was the only one there other than this Kiku man, but he didn't care. He needed this Feliciano person to know. He pulled him away, His eyes closed, but he could tell Feliciano was staring at him even in the darkness.

".. K-Kiku..?" Feliciano sniffled

".. I doubt that creature would ever hurt you." He said softly, opening his eyes, his glowing, blue gaze meeting the others, and in the dark, he could see Feliciano's eyes wide, but not with fear, with just suprise. The man didn't pull away from him. He just stayed still, as if a deer caught in headlights, unable to take his eyes off of the piercing blue gaze.

".. D-Do you mean it..?" Feliciano asked quietly, staring at him.

Ludwig was quite shocked, he thought Feliciano would've screamed or attacked, but he just responded as if Ludwig wasn't some terrifying monster for once in his life.

"Mean it." He said calmly, smiling gently as Feliciano suddently gave him a hug.

"Wait, Who are you? Are we friends, do you like pasta..?" Feliciano asked, looking at him with a huge smile, like a child who's found a kitten.

"Hm. Of course we are." He responded immediately, leaving out a response about the pasta, not wanting to lose the only chance he had of being seen as an actual living being with emotions for once.

He watched as Feliciano lit up with joy, and saw Feliciano's pure, white wings appear behind him, not flinching. He didn't know how, but even though he'd never met the man before today, he saw a friend in him. Feliciano's halo appeared, lighting up the area somewhat well enough to see eachother.

Ludwig's eyes stopped glowing, and his horn dissapeared quickly, though he didn't know if Feliciano noticed.

"Yaaay~! I'm Feliciano!" He quickly said, looking at Ludwig with a huge grin.

"Well, Nice to be friends with you, Feliciano." Ludwig smiled.

"Wait.. Who are you?" Feliciano asked, tilting his head for emphasis on confusion.

Ludwig suddently laughed warmly, was he really this lucky? The man actually didn't know who he was? He was going to sieze it.

"Hmm.. Call me Lud." He smiled, noticing how Feliciano was oblivious to the fact the name was similar to his real name.

"Great! But be careful Lud! There's a demon out somewhere!" Feliciano said with concern, looking at his outfit.

"Hey.. Feli." Ludwig said carefully, seeing the Angel look up at him.

"You don't happen to have any spare clothes in that backpack, do you?" Ludwig asked, pointing to a backpack near them which Feliciano had fallen in with.

"I do, but they're my brothers!" Feliciano said with a smile.

".. Can I borrow them? My clothes are a bit ruined from uh - Hiking?" He lied, though Feliciano seemed to fall for the lie instantly.

"Sure thing!" He said with a smile, walking over to the backpack and throwing it over to Ludwig.

He opened it, and saw some clothes he could wear. He pulled out a short-sleeved black shirt, and put on some dark jeans, along with some running shoes in it, which just about fit.

He watched Feliciano walk away far enough so he wasn't illuminated, and then got into the outfit, he looked at his tuxedo's jacket after changing, before wiping his face with it, taking off the blood. He glanced in, getting a warm bottle of water out and putting it on a different shirt in the backpack, drenching a part of it before wiping his face with it, getting any remains of blood away. He quickly stuffed it all in the backpack and threw it deeper in the cave. He then walked forwards to Feliciano, who then hid his wings and halo.

"Let's go! I'll take you to Mister Kirklands house, since he's the closest nearby!" Feliciano said with a bright smile, causing a warm smile to appear on his own face as he followed Feliciano through the wilderness, making some conversation with him about intrest.

He learned pretty quickly that Feliciano had an unhealthy obsession with pasta.

Ivan P.O.V

He felt a giant smile appear on his face as he saw a very familiar person walking through the woods with Feliciano. This was going to be intresting after all. Maybe it wasn't a complete waste taking the high ground after all.

This was going to be just too fun.

Ludwig P.O.V

He'd been walking for a few hours whilst listening to Feli speaking about his whole life, and remarking constantly about how he looked like an old friend, but every time Ludwig had asked who his old friend was, he said it was too hard to Pronounce is name, so he'd just listened to Feliciano going on and on about Pasta and all of his friends. Apparently Kiku was a good friend of his, and he said Ludwig should meet him sometime, to which Ludwig just laughed.

Before they even knew it, they'd reached a clearing with a lovely house, though he couldn't think what, something looked familar, but he didn't dwell on the fact, he'd noticed how Feli didn't hurt being around, which was odd. Maybe it was because of some things? He didn't even know, but didn't mind whatsoever, infact, it was good for him, because it meant he could tolerate being around his friend without it hurting, he was so captivated in the conversation that he didn't even notice as he bumped into someone. He stepped backwards, gazing at whomever he'd bumped into.

"Sorry about tha-.." He stopped, staring at the person, who'd jumped back by atleast five feet?

He flinched, suddently freezing as he realised who it was. It was Arthur, it was Arthur of all people, but he couldn't leave. He glanced nervously at Feliciano and then back at Arthur, before back at Feliciano. Feliciano just grabbed Ludwig's arm, walking forwards to Arthur, who seemed to be keeping up an act of bravery, most likely because of Feliciano.

"Hello!" Feliciano said in an overly-optimistic voice, smiling at Arthur, who smiled weakly in return at Feliciano, before his gaze met Ludwigs nervous gaze.

He just awkwardly did a slight dip-of-the-head in greeting, which was returned by Arthur in equal awkwardness.

"Uhm.. Feli.. Why is he with you..?" Arthur slowly said, pausing between some of the words as if to try figure out this all.

Feliciano smiled innocently at him before he gave a confused look.

"Oh, I met him whilst looking for Kiku! He was hiking but got lost! I was bringing him to you since you're good at checking injures, and I know I saw blood! Don't believe him when he says there wasn't." Feliciano said firmly, Smiling. Arthur realised that Feliciano was completely oblivious to who he was standing next to.

"Oh! Oh no! I forgot about Kikuuu!" Feliciano whined.

"I gotta go! I need to find him.! Kiku! KIKUUU!" He whined, running off into the forest, leaving Arthur and him alone. He glanced at Arthur nervously.

".. Do you need me to check those wounds..? " Arthur randomly asked, catching him off guard, he didn't think Arthur would actually want to help him, but he nodded.

"..You.. know anything about wing damage?" He asked, shifting his gaze onto nothingness, before returning it back to him. He was unsure of how Arthur would react, and therefore wasn't sure if he was about to be attacked or not.

Arthur's gaze seemed to soften for a moment.

"I do. Come on in, I can check them for you." Arthur offered politely, looking a tad suprised when he accepted.

He followed Arthur into the house wierdly, neither of them really sure about what to do, but both trying to make a good impression and stay on their good side, or atleast, not be killed by the other, and right now, Ludwig felt that Arthur wasn't going to try and damage his wings further. This really was an odd day.