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Ivan smiled to himself and he put on his scarf, he was meeting (name) again today. it had been a week since the meeting and the two of them had become very close. he had learned that (name) had been around for a while but she'd always been very poor and sick so not many people knew she was there, he also learned that Alfred had found out about her and publicized her so people would know about her and when he made her part of his country  he would be more of a hero and have a foothold close to Russia. she had known this the day of the meeting and had tried to avoid him so it wouldn't happen but- Ivan shook his head "none of that right now." he

"Ezio..." Germany said softly, he'd read about him a long time ago when he was young. Ezio Auditore da Firenze:  the Mentor of the Italian Brotherhood of Assassins, a title which he held from 1503 to 1512. he witnessed the hanging of his father and two brothers and, after learning his heritage and becoming an assassin, he managed to free several cities from the Family Borgia. "Feliciano knew him?" Germany asked incredulously. Romano nodded "Ezio trained him." Romano smiled at the look on Germany and Japans faces "our Grandfather Rome had us trained by one of the elders for years but Feliciano couldn't seem to progress so Grandfather sent him

Ivan looked around slowly it was deep winter here, snow was falling gently an a thick blanket was already covering the ground "where is she?" Ivan looked around again. "she should be here by now... we agreed to meet here..." he looked down at the small gift in his hands, he had worked so hard to make it for her he hoped she would like it then came a noise that chilled Ivan much more then the snow ever could. a scream split the air, loud and pleading for help. it was her! Ivan dropped the present and ran as fast as he could "no! not her! please not her!" Ivan's lungs screamed as he burst into a clearing, there the snow was stained dark red aro

The next morning Germany was shaken awake by Romano "get ready… but be quiet about it ok?" Germany nodded, glancing around. Italy was still asleep and Germany could tell by his pail face he wasn't doing very well. Romano noticed Germanys look as he shook Japan awake "yeah…" he said softly "riding wont be easy for him… but we need to get back to the stronghold… there's a lot of preparing to do. Come" Romano lead Germany and Japan out of the room, leaving Italy to sleep longer, and lead them out behind the barn. "alright." Romano said turning to them "I need to know what weapons you're the best with. We may have to fight on the way there and It

"Come on Holy Rome!" The girl …Italy… called "It's not too high." Germany looked down and gulped. He was standing on a ledge of one of the out buildings at Austria's house looking down at a large pile of hay "A-are you sure about this Italy?" Italy smiled softly "Should I show you again?" Germany nodded and Italy climbed up the wall to join him. Germany had to admire her climbing skills, as she found every foot hold and made it up in no time. "Step back," she said and he instantly obeyed "you stand like this," she said demonstrating as she talked "then you run up and jump!" Germany watched closely memorizing every movement,

"it's done." Romano said softly setting the last arrow down with the others "I doubt he'll wake for a day or so…" Germany nodded "at least he's alright…" they were interrupted in their thoughts by the voice of the little girl coming from just outside the barn "go away! We don't have any animals left for you to steel!" another gruffer voice answered her "we can see the tracks kid. There are horses in there now move aside." "no! those aren't ours you can't-" "we can and we will!" then came the sound of a slap and a thud as the girl cried out in pain. Romano stood and stretched "and I was just thinking I needed a little exercise." and

Germany didn't know what to think as the woman led him toward the outbuildings "is he dead? Its this a trap? How did she know my name?" the woman led him to the barn and into a small room laying on a small cot in the corner was Italy "Feli!" Germany cried rushing over to him "he's alive" the woman said softly "I didn't try to remove the arrows I have no skill in that type of injury. I bandaged them as best I could but he will need medical help." she glanced at Germany for a moment "your… not one of them are you." it seemed to be a statement rather then a question. "no… I'm not" Germany said softly "I don't know who they are…" t

Italy shook himself he knew he would pass out soon, the pain was getting worse the further he rode he had three arrows in his left shoulder and he wasn't sure how many in his back  "the others are safe… they made it…" then he heard something. it was singing, a little girl was singing and italy knew the song well "coltelli nella notte hanno riflesso nelle stelle si battono per la verità in inganno il passare del tempo passato il credo sopravviverà il male che strangola il bene" Turning his horse to follow the voice Italy urged his horse on but then his vision began to blur. forcing himself to stay contuse a little