2p Hetalia X Reader Their World

Monster......Part 9

"You have a funny personality, you know that?" Luciano hissed with a p***** expression. He pointed a accusing finger at me and frowned deeply. I tilted my head to the side with curiosity twinging at my string.

"I would like to think so, but what makes you say that in this situation. You haven't even taken me on our first date?" I asked and leaned against the wall. I didn't snicker or creak a smile in the presents of this mob boss.

Luciano smiled at me and laughed. I felt like I was being mocked for some unknown reason. He stopped suddenly and swiped a lamp of a little table that stood in the hallway. I kept my eyes glued to every movement he made.

"I am a-very angry! You know why?" Luciano yelled at my.

"Is it because you almost went belly up to a girl who is like you?" I snapped back. I felt a slice threw the air and something drip down my cheek to my jaw, then slowly to my chin to start dripping. I looked beside me to see a throwing knife.

"You better watch your a-mouth raggaza or you'll be going belly up next." Luciano growled. I snarled and pulled my shoulder strap to reveal the bandage. I yanked of the protective padding and showed of the stitches.

"You better watch your mouth. You see this? This was reopened after I me SAVED your a**! I had to stich this back up with no pain meds whats so ever! I could have left your sorry a**, and left with out a scratch!" I yelled at him as I descended the stairs to stand right in front of him. He kept his gaze on my shoulder with a distant gaze.

"Well why did you help!? I would have just-!" I cut Luciano off with a snap of my own.

"Cause I'm not you!! I'm not like any of you! I'm not like Oliver, Matt, Allen, (2ps Name), I'm not like any of you!! I helped you because I have a weird since of justice and apparently that's not to let serial killers get killed by cereal killers!" I yelled with anger laced through my words.

"(Name) that's-!" Oliver went to grab my good shoulder but I shook out of his grip. Something had caught my eye out side the door. I bolted out the front door, leaving the cries of them left far in the dark.

I turned the curb and spotted a figure under the street light. I chocked on a cry. Italy stood there, my Italy. I was about to run over to him but stopped. I let out a shaky sigh.

"Italy! How did you get here?" I asked. He smiled at me cheerfully.

"(Name)!! England had came up with a spell and we all came here to help you! Sadly, we got separated when we came here. I'm glad you are okay! Lets go home!!" Italy said with a big smile. He reached his hand out for me to grasp. I let out a scoff and turned my head to the side in disgust.

"Stop it...your a awful imposter. First off, Italy would have been a crying mess if he was separated from the others in a situation like this. second off, he would have ran to me and hugged me, crying something along the lines of 'Help me!' or 'Germany, Germany'. third off.....this is the biggest one, They don't know my human name." I said and crossed my arms. Italy smirked at me and giggled.

"Ahhhhh~ Nothing gets past those pretty (e/c)s eyes of yours. I thought you would have been a little put off guard with seeing one of your kind again." Italy said. He crossed his arms and stared at me with a cocky smile.

"I would have assumed you were my 2p, but the energy that surrounds you is different. What are you, a phantom, demon my 2p made or something?" I asked with a curious gaze. he threw his head back and laughed full heartedly. The laugh coming from the voice of my Italy sent chills up my spine.

"Your smarter then I thought. I guess it would have been less fun if you were a gullible idiot. I'm more of a delusion....but the damage I can cause is as real as you." He said with a smile. In a blink of and eye he was right in front of me. He gripped my neck tightly and lifted me off the ground.