Italy's little secret.

~ PROLOGUE ~

Naive little Italy that's what I am to most people. All they see me as is ditsy little weak Italy, but when the day is done and night comes I'm not the Italy everyone knows, I'm not the Venziano my brothers loves. I....I am cold blooded pyscho with the blood lust of 100 vampires at there max of withheld hunger. The night transforms my frail delicate body into a battle machine that could take one hundred men at the same time. I remember when he first came to me it was in a dream around the time the Turkish war broke out. I got beat up bad by Turkey and laid in my bed to heal up some. Then it happened I was in unfamilar scenery. The grass blood stained the sky crimson. The air smelt of decaying corpses and body oders, to say I wanted to vomit was an understatement. I took a few steps to the north hoping to find somebody over the small hill. Once I reached the top, my eyes widened in horror. Dead. Hundreds of corpses laying on the ground men, women, children, and children not even born yet. They were all dead. I wanted to scream until I heard a voice. A voice of pure ice but never melting, I looked over my shoulder to see a man with magenta eyes dark auburn hair and a curl much like mine. In fact he looked like me but different colors and a cold and intimidating vibe.
" Venziano Vargus what a pleasure to meet you." I looked at the boy up and down. I was to horrified to speak. He smirked at my trembling little body as if it were a joke. He walked closer the distance between us grew thinner and thinner till finally he was inches away from my face.
" I want to make an offer an offer a weak little thing like you can't refuse, after all your country and brothers life are on the line." I looked up at him surprised he knew what was happening at the current era I was in. I hesitantly spoke thinking carefully of what I was gonna say.
"H-how do you know about my current s-situation?" I asked narrowing my eyes as he smirked a devilish grinn.
" Simple I am you just..... another color if you will?" He said as he took my hand in his even if we are just "kids " we were as old as a teenager in human years but old as a country. I was as naive as they came part of me understood and knew I shouldn't ask what he wanted to give me but the other part of me wanted to save my brother at all costs. The words flew out my mouth before I could stop them.
"What is your offer?" I looked at him straight in the eye. His smile grew wider if possible.
"I thought you'd never ask. You see I can offer you strength. Strength to defeat turkey and any other enemy that comes your way and the best part is you won't be the one killing all those poor innocent brainwashed people. You'll be in deep sleep while take over for the time being." I looked at him his deal sounded nice but what if something went wrong. No I have to. If it means saving lovino I have to.
     " I accept." I looked at him with my hand out to shake. He looked at me with a bone chilling smile and held my hand in a tight grip that made me wince. Right then my fate as sealed. My mind now a resting home for the embodiment of madness.