That was all Germany could hear as he lay on the ground. He opened his eyes and saw Prussia and Japan lying next to him. He looked around the room, they were in a cage. He slowly stood up and walked to the bars of the cell. He could see two other ceils. In one was Romano, Italy's brother, Spain, Austria and Hungary. The other had America, His younger brother, England, France, Russia and China.
"What.....why are we here and, where's Italy?" Germany said with a concerned look on his face. He looked all over for him, until he got hit with a rock. "Ow who did that?" he said.
He looked out and saw Romano looking straight back at him. "Is my stupid Fratello there?"
he asked. Germany could tell that his brother was concerned for Italy.
"No he isn't. Was he in America's cell?"
"No, I figured that since he always hung around you and your stupid brother he would be with you."
After that, everyone else started to wake up. They did the same as what Germany did, looked around, got worried and started asking questions. Germany just watched it all; he had a bad feeling in his stomach. He looked in the center of the room and saw a big thing covered in a cloth. He wondered what on earth it could have been until he heard a noise.
All the nations looked in the direction of the noise and saw two people walk in. A man with a maroon looking uniform walked in, one very similar to Romano's and he had blonde hair with a curl sticking out of his head also similar to the Italian brothers.
"Good morning nations!" 2P! Romano said with a smile. Everyone was now able to see his scar on his right cheek.
"w-who are you?" Romano asked.
"Oh I'm the other you, the more
.evil you. It's nice to meet you."
"Where is my Fratello!?"
"Well that, you'll find out in a minute," 2P! Romano walks over to the chair in the room and sits.
He then pushes a button on the table in front of him and the wall behind him flips. What appears makes every nation in the room gasps. Now on the wall instead of just a picture of a mountain, now lays weapons and torture tools.
"You guys are about to get a free show so you better get ready cause as soon as he talks, it starts" 2p! Romano grinned.
The other man, who walked in with 2P! Romano throws something towards him and hits the wall behind him. "Whoa Fratello watch where you throw the knife, I'm not the target here" 2p! Romano said while stuttering. The other man walks out of the shadows. He had a brown uniform on with a brown hat and a sword down at his side. He had a curl sticking out of the side of his head too. "Sorry but you were being annoying" 2p! Italy stated.
"Ven-Venizino?" Romano asked with a worried voice. After he said that he covered his mouth.
"No, I'm the other Italy. You could say that I'm his, Opposite. Just like my Fratello is yours."
"Then where's the Real Italy?!" Germany demanded. 2P Italy turned and looked at him.
"Well, aren't you eager for the show?"
"What show?" Germany starts to get angry; Japan walks over to him and grabs his shoulder trying to signal him to calm down
The two brothers smirked at the German. "Well, I'll let my Fratello tell you about it" 2p Italy stated. "it will be a pleasure too." 2p Romano stood up and walked over to a lever. "Welcome to the famous Italian brothers Crusade show! Now let us open the blinds [pulls lever and more people appear above Germany's cell.] In only about 1 minute we will introduce the main star of the show!"
America looks up and sees who's in the room above the cell. "Holy crap, it's us!" he points up to the glass and every one, except Germany, Japan and Prussia, saw all of their Opposites.
"O let me turn on the reflection mirror," 2p Romano said. He pressed a button and now a reflection of the room is now above the weapon's wall so that Germany's cell could see. "Now to reveal the Main star!" 2p Romano pulled on a rope and the clothe that was in the middle of the room rose and under it, Was Italy.
"Italy!" everyone said in unison. Romano could only cover his mouth as he saw his brother tied to a big cross.
"For all new comers, let me explain our 'tricks'. All we do is our Italy here will make a beautiful piece from our Main star, using the fabulous tools from the wall over there. [points to wall] so whenever our artist is ready he may start."
"You can't do that! Let him go" Spain instructed
"Why should he, he needs something to carve into." 2p Romano stated as he sat down in his chair.
"He deserves to live-Aru~"
"No, begin Fratello!"
2p Italy walks over to the wall and grabs 5 knifes and walks back in front of Italy. "Now let's start this by waking him up" 2p Italy threw two knifes towards his head. One landed on each side. He threw the other three. Two landed in each hand and the last landed in his right thigh. Italy shoots his eyes open and screamed. His brother covered his mouth and backed back into Spain's arms. Everyone else stood there and watched.
"There we go, now does anyone have an idea or request they would like me to do, "2p Italy said the crowd behind him. 2p Russia grabbed the microphone and spoke, "hey Italy, can you cut his fingertips off?" 2p Italy turned and smiled at the Russian in the window. "Sure I can"
Germany tensed up. He didn't want to see his friend, his best friend get hurt. He tried to get out but failed. 2p Italy walked up to the 'star' and takes his sword out. Hungary shields her face away into Austria as she sees the look of her friend is tears. 2p Italy holds his sword up and swipes it across the fingers of the 'star' diagonally. "AHHHHHH!" Italy screamed, he screams again as his other hand is being cut. Blood scattered everywhere, but yet missed the face of the carver.
." Prussia hissed as he heard the people above him cheer. 2p Italy walked back to the wall.
"Fratello, do you have a request?" he asked his brother who had a wild grin on his face.
"As a matter of fact I do. Can you I don't know, make him shorter?" He creepily asked.
"Of course I can Fratello, [smiles] how shall I do it?"
"I got a better idea," 2p Italy grabs two katanas and an ax and walks back in front of Italy. "This should be fun," he said. He raises both katanas and started swiping at his legs, which made the Italian start screaming. He carved different images and shapes into the legs of his 'star', he even signed his name. Everyone was shaking; nations buried their faces into others arms so they didn't have to watch, some covered their ears so they didn't have to hear. The only ones who watched were Germany, Austria, America, France, Prussia and Russia.
"Now the fun part," he dropped both of the swords and grabbed the ax. He took aim at the knees and swung it to his legs, Italy's legs falls to the ground and a waterfall of blood follows them.
"AHHHHHH! STOP IT PLEASE!" Italy screamed. He started to cry in pain as so did some of the other nations as they hear his plea. Romano cried the hardest for his Fratello. "Let him go please!" he shouted.
2p Romano sat back in his chair and cackled at what just happened. All the nations in the room up above wouldn't stop laughing and cheering for more. Germany could only winces as his friend dies in front of his eyes. Until he hears a noise, everything goes silent except for a banging. He looked over to see Russia trying to punch the bars down. Germany blinked and quickly did the same, soon the others followed.
"Aw Fratello I don't think they like our show?" 2p Romano said as he leaned forward in his chair.
"Well, then let's get onto the second half of the show," 2p Italy said.
"Hey Italy lets ruin the top of his body now huh?" 2p Canada said over the microphone.
"Sure, now let's see
.ah! "Goes over and grabs the chainsaw. Everyone saw the next weapon of choice and banged harder. Italy began to cry louder. "Damn your annoying, once you're gone you will be easier to carve," starts up the chainsaw.
"No, no please I don't wanna die yet!" Italy shouted and cries. But it was too late. 2p Italy started up the chainsaw and dug it into Italy's right shoulder. The Italian started to scream in pain and terror. Everyone else did the same. his blood scattered the room in a full array of color. 2p Romano ran behind a shield so he didn't get covered. Everyone else on the other hand, got at least one drop. America and Romano seemed to get the most.
"Yeah!" 2p Romano shouted. 2P Italy kept on sawing his 'star'. At that time, the young Italian had lost two legs and now an arm, he was covered in his own blood and barely conscious. 2p Italy smiled at the young Italian. "something's missing," 2p Italy pulled out blade and cut off Italy's curl.
Italy screamed in pain, it hurt even more then the chainsaw. he cried and everyone cried for him. he stopped his screaming and lowered his head.
"Ger-Germany...." Italy looked up and into the faces of his friends. "Japan....pr-Prussia," he turned his head to his brother who is already in tears. "Ro-Romano, everyone. I-I'm sorry....."
2p Italy rose the chainsaw up in the air and swung it across Italy's chest. A huge wave of blood splattered out of his chest and mostly covered 2p Italy. All the nations froze. They were speechless, Romano fell to the ground but he didn't dare take his gaze off of his Fratello. 2p Italy dropped the chainsaw and wiped his face of the blood of his opposite. His fans cheered for him, his prisoners stare at him and his Fratello, clapped for him.
"Um I think he's dead" as 2p Italy turned away he heard a gurgle sound coming from the Italian. He was still alive. Germany shot his head up and saw Italy still breathing, but for how long. He knew he had to get out quick. She he started banging again.
"That won't do, I'm sorry but your starring day is over. So watchers [he turns to the window of fans] what should I do?" 2p Italy asked. Every one shouted ideas, 2p Italy turned and locked eyes with Romano. He walked over to him and grabbed his shirt and lifted him up to meet his eyes.
"So, what do you think I should do to your little Fratello?" [Smirks]
"Go.....to...HELL!" Romano said in a rage.
"Aren't you feisty, how about this? I will not only kill him once, but TWICE just for you" 2p Italy winks and lets Romano go. Then he walks over to the wall and grabs a knife and a gun.
"How about we finish this huh?" he shouted, people cheered. He walks over to Italy. "Well it was nice to have you in our show Venizeno, but I'm afraid our time is up." In less than 5 seconds, the blade of the knife hits Italy's neck and slices it. Italy started to gurgle as blood rushed from his mouth, he stared straight at Germany and gave one last Gurgle and breathe and then, he was silent.
Gone. Venizeno Italy was gone.
All the nations were silent. Romano stared at his brother and then ran into Spain's arms and cried his little eyes out. Germany just stared at the dead Italian. He eyes were as dead and cloudy as ever. Japan looked away while Prussia started to punch the wall. Everyone else either cried or lashed at the wall of their anger.
"Wooo hooo! That was great!" 2p America and 2p china shouted. All the fans clapped and cheered. Even 2p Romano cheered but of course he knew, his brother wasn't done yet.
"And to make sure your gone this time," 2p Italy raised his gun and shoot Italy in the face, right on his forehead. Now he was as dead as ever. Everyone cheered louder than ever as the caged nations cried.
"Thank you, thank you." 2p Italy bowed to his audience, 2p Romano went over to the dead Italian and cut him down. Italy just landed on the floor in his own pool of blood and skin. 2p Romano reached in his pocket and pulled out a lighter, he bent down and lit the body of the young Italian on fire. Both of the Italians laughed as the others stared at the burning body. They could smell the flesh of their friend's body.
"Now," 2p Italy and 2p Romano turned and faced their prisoners. They both gave wild grins and said in unison to the nations, "who wants to be a star next?"