We The Betrayed

Chapter 3

England, Fiammeta, Romano, Japan, Canada, G, and Gillbert II were eating breakfast. Fiammeta and Romano had invited them to their house so they could discuss any plan of action. "It'd be best of we train with our weapons and magic and always be on guard in case he attacks us unexpectedly," England said. 'He already has an attack date planned. August 6th. He knows it's when Italy and Luciano are at their weakest so he's taking advantage of the date,' G signed.

Fiammeta deflated a bit when she saw G sign the date of attack. Her eyes watered as she thought about the significance of the date. Holy Rome's death. It was a touchy subject to both Italy and Luciano. "At least we know the attack date," Gillbert II pointed out. The others nodded in agreement. "We have to go soon. I already have the tickets so G, Gill, and I can go to my manor," England informed. "Oh maple! It really is time to go!" Canada exclaimed. "I hope to see you all soon," Japan said as he stood up and bowed politely.

"Chigi! Be safe!" Romano crossed his arms in annoyance. He hoped the others would train during the months they had left. Today was May 6th. They had about, including this month, 4 months to train and come up with a plan. This may be very short considering they had to fight a powerful enemy but remember, they're nations. They've fought in many wars that sometimes they had little preparation for. "Ve~ see you all in 2 weeks!" Fiammeta waved as the others left.

'Ve I hope they stay safe.'

'Me too Feli.'

--With England, G, and Gillbert II--

The three of them had arrived early along with Japan and Canada. They went seperate ways. Not before saying their goodbyes, of course. It's such a shame that Canada had to go back to America with his twin brother but he had to deal with it. If only he could've went with England. Oh well. Japan was lucky he would be flying alone without any of the traitors.

"Danke for helping me escape brüder," Gillbert II thanked. G just gave a thumbs up and ruffled his hair. He wore the same mouthguard and cap from the day before but wore a t-shirt with the Prussian flag and black jeans along with some boots. "No problem chap." England kept walking towards the gate they needed to be at. He was surprised that not many people took this plane ride and was able to get tickets for the other 2. He was thankful for that.

As they were walking, somebody accidentally bumped into G. "Ah! Sorry!" the person apologized. It was an average height male with black hair with a blonde fade and silver streaks. He wore a dirty red shirt that was horribly tucked in and dirty blue jeans with some sneakers. He had a small backpack on. His skin was a fair color. He looked up to reveal sky blue eyes, scarily similar to Germany's. Exact same shade and all.

"I should've looked where I was going. Again, very sorry!" he apologized again. 'No worries. Do you need help finding your gate?' G offered. The man's eyes brightened at the offer. "Ah! Yes please! I'm going to London!" he told them. "That's where we are going! Are you going on the Underground Wings airline, by any chance?" England asked (that's totally not an airline the author made up). The man nodded his head. England signaled them to follow him.

"What's your name?" Gillbert II asked the man. Merda! I didn't think this far ahead. Ich bin ein Idiot! the man thought. "Giorno Giovanna," 'Giorno' said. "That sounds like an anime character's name. I just can't remember where I've heard it," Gillbert II commented. Giorno just smiled at him. "Since you guys know my name, why don't you tell me yours."

"Alright chap. My name is Arthur Kirkland."

'G.'

"Gillbert Beilschmidt II."

"Nice names!" Giorno smiled. They kept walking to the gate for London. England, now known as Arthur, talked with Giorno about politics and stuff like that. G picked up Gillbert II and carried him since the small boy was getting tired. They soon got to the gate. "Do you have any place to stay?" Arthur asked. "Si! I booked a hotel for my stay there," Giorno told him. "I wish you well then. Here's my number in case you need a ride somewhere." Arthur gave Giorno his number and Giorno did the same.