Secrets and lies. (Hetaoni and 2p fanfic)

Chapter 17

Italy's P.O.V
             Operation Screw This Round (OSTR) is under way. So far we have lost all the 2ps, Spain, and England. I clenched my fist. We haven't made any progress at all. The attacks have been swift, leaving only the bodies to remain. When fratello wasn't looking I snuck out of the made shift base in the master bedroom. I have a theory about how the nations were turned into the undead, but first I need to find one of the unfortunates.
I quietly closed the door behind me. There was nothing in the spare bedrooms save for some dust bunnies. I wandered downstairs, keeping the sound of my footsteps almost inaudible.  It would do me no good for the remaining nations to find me before I had finished my search. I paused when I heard the slight scurry of feet. It sounded like a mouse but hey! There is a huge chance that it is not a mouse but something that would like to eat my face off. I weighed my options: a) I can try to find the source of the scurrying, b) I can retreat and go back to the base and possibly lead the thing to the others, or c) I can just stand here thinking about what I am going to do, when the thing could be thinking 'Oh look! This one's an idiot! Free zombie chow!'.
            I quickly made up my mind. There was no way I was going back to the base. That defeats the entire purpose of OSTR. Oh look, I'm still standing here like a moron. Why must I have mental monologues in my head when there is a chance I might freaking die!? The scurrying noise all of a sudden stopped. The hallway was dead silent, in fact, if you dropped a pin it would sound like a detonating bomb. I felt the hair on the nape of my neck rise up. This is bad. Like, oh crap it's behind me bad.
            I very quietly draw my dirk, as I pivot slowly on my heels. I let out a startled gasp. How on Earth did I let that sneak up on me!? The thing that I had been looking for was standing within eight feet of me. It was like nothing I had ever encountered in my long life. It had glowing purple eyes, pupils almost catlike. The creature's body had dark fur with flecks of sliver scattered through out its coat. It had the paws of a wolverine but the ears and face of a fox. The tail was long and slender, presumedly for helping it balance at high speeds or climbing. To be honest it reminded me of a tiger. A very messed up tiger.
            I raised my weapon so that the end of my blade was pointing level with its eyes. This thing was huge! It's wet nose was easily up to my chest. There was absolutely no way that I was going to get into a fight with this creature and win. It was the ultimate apex predator. It had Mother Nature on its side. I am officially screwed. It took one look at the dirk and promptly flopped down on its side. A low rumble emitted itself from its throat. Um....what?
             Was it purring? I know that this was most likely a trick, but I lowered my dirk so that it hung loosely from my hand. I approached it warily, but the creature did nothing but stare at me while purring.  Well, if it wanted to eat me now was a really good time. When I was close enough to touch it the cat (?) lunged at me, effectively  pinning me underneath its massive paws. It's eyes met mine and nothing was ever the same again.