A Fight

                                    

                                          
 Note- I Accidently published this early- ignore that other one. I fixed it.
                          
China wiped his eyes again with a tissue. He needed to see what was going to happen to them.
                          
America sucked it up and put on his Hero mask. France and Russia were silent, letting him control the fly spy.
                          
Germany was numb. He didn't know what to do- How to feel. He was sad, but he wouldn't openly cry in front of the others.
                          
They were going to get them out of there.
                          
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Italy started to shake. His 2p hadn't hurt him like Japan's had, but he had emotainally tormented him the entire time he had been here.
                          
He already knew what was coming.
                          
"Feli! Great to see you. Now listen up."
                          
His 2p stood, grinning. Luciano. 
                          
"You need to join us."
                          
It was silent. You could hear a pin drop.
                          
Italy had the urge to surrender, like he always did, but this time...
                          
He didn't want to.
                          
"No!" He cried out, shaking. 
                          
Luciano sneered. "But they hurt you! They hate you; Your weak. If you join us, you can be stronger. You can have revenge on anyone who ever thought you were weak!"
                          
Feliciano, 1p Italy, sobbed, shaking his head.
                          
Luciano's sneer softened slightly. "Look. I have proof."
                          
He pulled a remote from next to the Pasta bowl, and clicked a button.
                          
The wall slid out and open, revealing a T.V., which instantly started playing images of people beating poor Italy (and Romano) up. 
                          
Italy whimpered.
                          
The scene changed to Germany yelling about training to screen Italy who's face was flushed and slightly green.
                          
Italy slowed on screen from his running and groaned.
                          
Germany growled and yanked Italy up, forcing him to run.
                          
Screen Japan looked at them in worry. He had ended his laps a while ago.
                          
"Maybe we shourd pack up. Itary might get sunburn if he stays any ronger."
                          
Screen Germany growled out a soft,"fine." Then he turned to screen Italy. "You must do extra laps next time though."
                          
Luciano sneered again. "He didn't even realize you were sick. What kind of friend does that."
                          
Again, he click another button. It was some others picking on him and his brother again. A lot of these played.
                          
Then it changed to him being dragged away from his brother. They were both screaming at each other, struggling.
                          
Feliciano covered his eyes.
                          
Then, the most painful experience of his life-.
                          
HRE. It showed him giving his broom to the blond. Then the kiss.
                          
Then when he figured out he would never come back.
                          
Silence, then Feli realized Luciano was crying too. Luciano wiped his eyes and turned towards him.
                          
"H-he never came back, even after he promised to. He hurt you. Please... Think this over."
                          
Luciano wiped his eyes again and walked out the door, locking it.