Re: HetaOnI (Hetalia + Ao Oni)

**Lithe the Forgotten** Sun Apr 08, 2012 10:40 pm

Russia grabbed his arm and yanked him up, "You're not doing anything funny like that. Ever. Do you hear me?" his face was inches away from Alfred's. He gave him a knee in the stomach and sniffed, "Dont fucking hit me again. Understood? You're going to go through hell and back of I care and still live."

**Italy Veneziano** Sun Apr 08, 2012 10:47 pm

Italy just stood there in shock, after Russia got a hold of Alfred and kneed him in the stomach. Feliciano was sacred, tired, blood stained and wanted freedom out of this hell. Italy stood there beside Prussia, forgetting about the piece of paper that they did come there for. But, seeing Alfred snap then Russia almost beating the shit out of him, the poor Italian was almost at his breaking point.

**Maria Beilschmidt** Sun Apr 08, 2012 10:50 pm

Alfred grunted at the knee to the stomach, avoiding contact with the Russian's violet eyes, smelling the faint scent of vodka. It took him a long moment before answering. "....Just let go..." he managed, gritting his teeth. He tried not to let anymore of his tears fall.

**Lithe the Forgotten** Sun Apr 08, 2012 10:52 pm

Russia stared at the American for a while then bluntly stated, "No. Pick up that paper." He pointed to the price of paper and let America stoop down low enough to get it, but firmly held his arm, refusing to let go.

**Maria Beilschmidt** Sun Apr 08, 2012 11:02 pm

America grunted and snatched the piece of paper, shoving it to Ivan's chest harshly. "Here's the damn paper, now let go."

Prussia found this to be an odd sight. He never thought he would live to see the day Alfred being so serious and Ivan keeping him from dying.

**Lithe the Forgotten** Sun Apr 08, 2012 11:07 pm

Russia snatched the paper and shoved it toward Italy and grabbed America's other arm, "Listen and listen damn well. I will not-I repeat, will NOT- let to for a stupid reason to shoot yourself. Mathew did this for us not for you to fucki die. Do not die. Do not LET yourself die. Do not even THINK about death. It will not consume you. Mathew didnt want this when he died. Mathew sacrificed to get us out, not for you to FUCKING DIE. Make him proud for gods sake. Make Japan proud. Make everyone proud you've made it this far. You can go farther." Russia was closer to his face now and was forcing a icy glare that was sure to send chills down Anericas spine. Mathew didn't die for nothing.

**Italy Veneziano** Mon Apr 09, 2012 1:19 am

The Italian stumble backwards from the force of the Russian, as his hands gripped onto the half torn piece of said paper tightly as both arms fell to his sides. Some tears were coming down his blood stained cheeks from others and of his own blood. The pupils of his eyes were widen from the crying but, some of his hair covered up bits of his face so no one wouldn’t see him crying. He just looked at Alfred, he felt sorry for him. Italy was thankful that his brother didn’t came out looking for them.

**Maria Beilschmidt** Mon Apr 09, 2012 7:45 am

America was no longer startled by the Russian's behavior. If he expected anyone to grab a barrel of popcorn and pull up a chair to watch him shoot himself, he expected it to be Russia. Or Cuba. Or a lot of other people who hated him... Okay now he was just bumming himself out... "Why the hell are you suddenly caring, Russia?" Alfred questioned with a harsh voice and glare, gripping Ivan's wrists to maybe pry him off.

Prussia looked at the paper Italy was holding then back at the arguing duo. He sighed and glanced at the dead Canadian again. It made him wonder what he and everyone else would do if his little brother came and died as well.

**Lithe the Forgotten** Mon Apr 09, 2012 8:51 am

Russia grabbed his wrist and walked out the door, "Because someone said we'dd all get out alive." He sighed and let to to just walk out the door. He didn't expect anyone to follow but took out his pipe and patrolled around.

**Maria Beilschmidt** Mon Apr 09, 2012 3:20 pm

"Too late for that..." muttered Alfred as he looked over his shoulder while being pulled out the door, taking one last glance at his little brother, Matthew, until he was out of sight.

"Stick together Ivan," Gilbert called, then looked at Feliciano, gently patting his head. "Go after them. I'll be just a second..." The ex-nation folded his arms after giving a gentle shove towards the door, then walk towards and kneel next toa certain deceased nation, a very weak smile on both faces. "...Say hi to the Old Man for me, Mattie. Also to Kiku... I'm sure Fritz is gonna take good care of both of you like he did to me." he chuckled lightly.

**Lithe the Forgotten** Mon Apr 09, 2012 5:15 pm

Ivan glanced over his shoulder and called back, "Will do, da!" He was still holding Alfred's arm, like a child being punished. He stopped and waited for Italy to catch up and looked toward their hiding room and patted Italy with his free arm, "We're not going back to that room. For now just to make some pasta or something, da?"

**Italy Veneziano** Mon Apr 09, 2012 6:28 pm

The Italian moved his pace faster to catch up with the rest of them as they were heading back to the safe room. He looked at Russia with his face some what dry face from the crying and just nodded his head, as he went and opened the steel door and sat on one of the 12 cots in the room

**Maria Beilschmidt** Mon Apr 09, 2012 6:43 pm

Alfred was pretty sure he was getting a bruise from the tight grip of the Russian, but he deserved it. He was right; Matthew wouldn't want that... He sighed and looked to the side.

Prussia gently touched Canada's mitten as he whispered a German prayer, closing his eyes and removing it once finished with his chant. "Rest in Peace." he spoke and smirked, standing back up and heading towards the safe room where the others were waiting.

**Italy Veneziano** Tue Apr 10, 2012 3:08 pm

The Italian sat there thinking on the cot but putting on a blank face so no one wouldn’t suspect anything. He took a glance at the journal then his hands. His hands gripped on the seem of his jacket and pulled it outwards and saw how blood stained it was and seeing the fabric becoming loose. He hadn’t looked this dirty in a long while. After a moment of thinking he sat up, leaving said journal behind. His figure walked up the steps to the bathhouse, opening the door and shutting it behind him.

He stripped himself naked and left a pile of the clothing in a corner as he went to the medium size tub and turned the hot water on and sat against it waiting for the tub to be almost full. His hands reached in and turned the knob off. Standing up, he slowly step in so his body could adjust to the temperature. He laid his back against it, closing his eyes; relaxing.

**Lithe the Forgotten** Tue Apr 10, 2012 4:59 pm

Russia dragged he American into the romm with the steel door and shoved him in, holding the door open for Prussia and Italy. Once inside, he closed the door, checking for Steve. Nothing. The door self-slammed and he sighed, "Prussia, do you have any idea how to get out?"

**Maria Beilschmidt** Tue Apr 10, 2012 6:01 pm

"If I did, we wouldn't still be in here..." noted the Prussian with his arms folded as he laned against the dining table. His read eyes glances at the Italian walking to thw bathroom then the American curiously picking up the journal he left behind, flipping through the pages and not bothering to stop him. He was bound to find the horror and drop said book anyway from it. "But that piece of paper may be a clue of our way out. Our phones rang when we found it, and said some piano notes. It's probably a code or puzz-"

"Holy shit." interrupted Alfred as he dropped the book from the gory images, just as Gilbert predicted,and stared off into space with a look of shock.

"...Or puzzle," he continued, "But that means we may have to go to the piano room... That's where Japan is..."

**Lithe the Forgotten** Tue Apr 10, 2012 6:37 pm

"You can be right...." Russia picked up the journal, "It's not nice to go through people's stuff." He walked over to the bed Italy normally sleeps on and tossed it on the bed Ben looked at Prussia, "Better not take Amerika. After Mathew, he may kill himself for real." He saw Canada and remembered the image. Poor Canada had a terrible fate. God knows what japan will look like.

**Maria Beilschmidt** Tue Apr 10, 2012 7:03 pm

"He's my brother..." Alfred mumbled his excuse, "and the state he was in..."

"Japan will be worse. Kid, don't lie. You won't be able to handle another dead one. Canada was only torn a bit by the Pile of Shit. Japan is probably ripped into halves, guts everywhere and-"

"Okay I get it!" America hissed him to shut up then looked to the side, the grief clouding his blue eyes behind the lens of his glasses.

"Right, but knowing you, you're not staying alone. You'll just sneak out and probably get killed. Anyone will be killed if left alone here."

**Lithe the Forgotten** Tue Apr 10, 2012 8:05 pm

"Da. So we're all going." Russia stated. How the hell would they watch him and make sure America didn't see Japan's corpse?

**Maria Beilschmidt** Tue Apr 10, 2012 9:09 pm

"Maybe we can blindfold him while-"

"Stop treating me like a kid, I'll be fi-"

"No you won't." Gilbert snapped and glared. "You won't.... Lie down for a while, Alfred. You need it after all that shit..."

"Nah, I got enough of it being passed out for a week." he sighed.

**Italy Veneziano** Wed Apr 11, 2012 1:55 am

Feliciano basically fall asleep in the tub while he was relaxing and washing up. During his relaxation part, he rethink everything to figure out if they could escape but it would end up to a rope leading up to a hole. He remembered it but, he just couldn’t remember where in the hellhole they’re trapped in. His body was flowing with the water as he slept in the hot water filled tub.

There was a sudden splash and brown orbs widen in fear as he shouted under the water flailing both of his arms from the surface grabbing onto the ledge and pulling himself over, gasping for breath. Water dripped from his face and onto the commentated floor. He almost drowned when he was sleeping. The Italian was still in shock. He was wondering if somebody dunked him under, but he would of felt the pressure of their hands on his wet brown hair. He let out a sigh as he slowly got of the tub, hugging himself as the cold hit against his damp skin. Italy slowly made his way to a rack of towels that sat against the wall waiting to be used. A shaking hand grabbed said towel , quickly unfold it and wrapped it around himself to keep from getting anymore colder. There was a bench in the left corner that wasn’t so far from the Italian’s pile of dirty clothes.

His eyes looked down at him seeing that he was indeed naked and had no other clothes except his worn military outfit. He sat done on the bench and thought for a few looking at the pile. He moved the small bench over to said pile and searched through it, as he got out his boxers and a white tank top under shirt. He figured since they weren’t moving anywhere else for the night, what was the point of putting back on his uniform but, they may have too. He hated thinking anymore. “What to do?”, “ What would happened if we did this?”, “ Is that a good plan or no?”, “ But, wait.”, “ No, we should try that.”, “Is that a clue?”. So much thinking anymore. He felt like his head was about to explode from all of this he had to think about and try not to make a mistake while in progress. He remembered two of them. Two friends died while getting closer to freedom. Always, when they was close, somebody had to end up dying. He knew he wouldn’t let them die in vain but, he wondered why would they give up their life? For the sake of others and him.

Feeling that his body was dry enough, he slipped on the boxers then putting the tank top him. The Italian grabbed the rest of his clothes, unplugged the tub. Opened the door and headed down stairs with the others.

**Maria Beilschmidt** Wed Apr 11, 2012 10:10 pm

Gilbert made and snicker and America an irritated sigh. When hearing a door open, they turned their heads. "Oh hallo, Ita. Feeling better? I think you should take a nap."

"All of you guys should. I had plenty of rest."

"Pfft, you keep guard? I can't trust you alone when we're all asleep. You'll wander off or try to kill yourself again."

**Sylvanas Windrunner** Wed Apr 11, 2012 10:26 pm

Russia gave a glance at Italy, "Oh hey, Italy." and looked at Anerica, "How do we know you won't drag the thing here so we won't die ourselves?" He didn't really feel like talking about it since he was tired as shit anyway, he just didn't show it. The mention made him blink and almost fall over because he was tired.

**Italy Veneziano** Wed Apr 11, 2012 10:45 pm

The Italian nodded his head rather happily. “Si! It’s been a while since I took a bath, ve~!” It felt rather clean after washing all of that blood and dirt off of him, he went over to the cot, sat his clothing down but left the journal by his side. His mouth opened wide letting out a yawn as he laid down on the white sheets of the cot.

**Maria Beilschmidt** Wed Apr 11, 2012 10:54 pm

"Hey I may be pissed at you guys but that doesn't mean I'll kill you!" America growled at the Russia from his accusation. It only fueled his anger at the idea of Alfred diung such a thing. He wasn't that bad of a person... If anyone, Russia would do that.

"That's a bit harsh." Gilbert admitted in a mumble from Russia's idea, then cleared his throat to wave it away.

"Besides, I promise I won't do anything stupid like that... I won't leave, but you guys look kinda tired. I don't think you guys got much sleep, right?" Alfred said with concern. He shouldn't have been so selfish. They did take care of him while he was passed out for so long when they could have always left him with Steve to die.

"Ja..." Prussia admitted with a yawn, walking towards the cot next to Italy without hesitation. "I don't know what you guys are gonna do, but I'm resting. I didn't get much sleep... Guten nacht. Or morgen. Whatever the hell the time is..." Gilbert made another yawn before lying down on his back, which felt much better than before, and rest his head on his arms.

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