WhO SaID iT WaS OVer, FElICiaNO? {HetaOni One Shot}

Beep. Beep. Pick Up The Phone...

A/N; Kinda makes a good rp starter, huh? Well, if anyone feels like roleplaying a Hetaoni sequel, I'm almost always free and I'm looking for a Roleplay to join/create. :D And as always please comment, like, vote and enjoy!

Italy's Point Of View

I sat in the meeting room like any other day. With great big smile on my face and sitting back watching the chaos us, the nations, created.

It was perfect. Absolutely perfect!

Even though the nations couldn't it, there was a new reason for my normal blissful
feature. A truly blessful reason for smiling as brightly as I was that day.

I had finally escaped the mansion's grasp!

With the help of mi fretello of course.

We had finally stopped all our friends from going inside that cursed house when fretello and I both used the watch to go  back in time.

I can hardly remember the details but honestly, I couldn't care. We stopped all the eons of fighting and dying from happening. No one but mi fretello and I know about the mansion and they'll all be able to live our lives in peace.

Cause it never happened. To them, the oni never existed...

Around me, the nations bickered and argued about whether phones should be permitted in the meeting room or if they caused too much of a distraction.

The arguing continued until a deeper and louder voice spoke up from the crowd of voices.

"ZHAT IS ENOUGH!!! EVERYONE PUT ZHERE PHONES AWAY AND SO HELP ME IF I HERE ANOTHER PHONE I'LL-"

Germany was interrupted by a loud beeping sound from my uniform's pocket.

This was followed by silence...

Germany threw his hands in the air and shouted, "Screw zhis. I give up. Get zhe meeting done by you're selves!"

I mumble a small apology to my big German friend and pulled the device out to check what was the beeping for.

I had received a text message from an unknown number. I'll just tell you what it said. It would be easier than describing it anyway...

"That abandoned mansion outside of town,

Has secrets that should of never been found.

But eight brave soals wandered without a care,

Straight into the monster's lair.

The first to go was poor Japan.

A very quiet and gentle man.

The second was good old France,

Who tried his best but stood no chance.

The third to die was old man Wang

Who gave it his all but died in vain.

Russia's demise was next in line.

He died though he tried to be fine.

Canada died in quite a hurry.

And left America in quite the furry.

England followed, alone in pain.

The beast, the monster, still not slain.

America died after all those others.

One could only hear their crying mothers.

Prussia died close to last,

In only a few powerful blast.

Germany was the to die.

His death leaving one alone to cry...

And Italy all alone...

In THe MAnSiON ThaT ThI OnI CAlLEd HoME...

WhO SAiD iT WAs OVeR, FeLICiaNO...?"

I shouldn't of but I screamed before throwing the phone away from me. Now everyone's wondering if something's wrong and all I can do is shake and stare at the phone in horror...