First fanfic ever! Sorry this chapter's super short…it's late. Please review. Even if you totally hate it. Alright. 10-4.

Chapter 1

Italy hummed something he couldn't quite remember the words to as he swept along the cobblestone. He was daydreaming, again, this time about Holy Rome. The small boy sighed and fiddled with his dress. His first kiss had been with the blond Germanic nation and Italy dreamed of him coming home someday. Mr. Austria and Ms. Hungary had murmured about wars and rumors of wars when they thought Italy was asleep. Italy shook his head slightly and smoothed his apron with tiny hands. He shuffled onwards, broom in hand.

Meanwhile on the battlefront…

Holy Rome was dizzy with the smell of blood and something like hysteria. He was being pushed… pushed so painfully back. The ground around him was stained red and metal continued to clash. He set his jaw and, blue eyes blazing, set back into the fight. The blond boy suddenly doubled over, wounded by something that made him throb with pain. He shuddered and slowly fell. "Ita…Italia…" he murmured as he sank into a dreamless sleep.

A tall pale nation looked over the unconscious country with wide red eyes. He gently picked up the small boy and, stunned into silence (for once), began to walk towards the hospital.

Several hours later, they arrived at St. Mary's Hospital of Nations. He gently took the limp boy off the stolen horse and carried him into the hospital. After checking in, he sent a messenger to a certain Brit. Now all he could do was wait.

England frowned, his thick eyebrows knitting together. Sure, the nations all called on him for spells and that sort of thing, but using blackmail? It must be urgent. The Brit quickly told his stable hand to bring a horse. This was a matter of the time stream, and it could blow a hole in the universe the size of... well, Belgium. This was most definitely very, very serious.

So...good? Bad? Fantastic? Reviewing is good for the soul. Sorry if the plot seems weird and complicated. It will soon come together. If anyone can name the Doctor Who reference, you get vital regions. 3 3 3