The Greatest Man ITW Ch.15

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The Greatest Man In the World

Chapter Fifteen: At The Time To Kill
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Antonio wakes up and yawns, looking down to the sleeping Lovino. "Sleep a little longer, mi querido." He whispers before leaning down and kissing him on the forehead. "I wonder how it went for Francis…"

"How what went for Francis?" Lovino asks sleepily and Antonio looks down surprised.

"You're awake?"

"You're loud and too touchy. Of course I'm awake!"

"Oh…" Antonio mumbles and Lovino glares at him.

"Don't look so fricken disappointed!"

"Ah! No! That's not it, Lovi! I just…!"

Lovino pouts and looks away annoyed. "Whatever. I didn't want to see you either. Go see that stupid pervert."

"Loooviiiii! That's not what I meaaannnt!" Antonio whines, a little shocked by his own reaction. "Hmph, fine. Forget it. I'm the king of pirates, I don't need to fucking apologize for a stupid misunderstanding."

Lovino looks at him surprised for a second before pouting again. "Whatever. Just go away."

The Spaniard twitches and looks at Lovino annoyed. "You're pissing me off, Lovi."

"The feelings mutual."

"I might have to punish you."

"Hmph! Good luck with that you-AH!" Lovino screams as a hand shoots up under his shirt. "CHIIGIII! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"

"I'm punishing you." Antonio says, smirking as he lowers his hand to the boy's boxers.

"Y-you can't-!"

"Captain!" Ludwig calls, running into the room.

"You're fucking kidding me!" Antonio hisses before Lovino kicks him in the face and running off. "I might just have to punish that boy…" He mumbles bitterly before looking at Ludwig. "So how did everything go?"

Ludwig sighs. "He's become weak. I think he has been poisoned."

"WHAT?" Antonio roars, jumping up and reaching for his sword.

"Calm down captain." Demitri says as he reaches out and grabs his hand. "You can't go around swinging that. It will cause chaos."

Antonio sighs and yanks his hand away. "I know, but if Francis dies, I will kill that bastard and accept the chaos."

Demitri sighs. "You can be so impulsive…"

"I have a plan for this impulsivity as well, Demitri. A captain should never be impulsive. I would never have gotten here if I were." Antonio explains and Demitri sighs.

"I should have known…that's good I guess…"

"I'm going to see Francis and make my decision after that." The Spaniard says, heading out of the room and accidentally bumping into Lovino. "H-huh? What are you-?"

"I-I'm sorry, damnit!"

"Huh?"

"I-!"

Antonio groans and pulls the boy into his arms. "Why are you so fucking cute? I have to go right now, ok? We will continue this later, si?" He asks, kissing the boy before running off to Francis' room.

"Ah, mon ami, you have come~!" Francis coos, Joan sitting next to him with medicines.

"What happened?" Antonio asks, coming up to him.

"Well…it appears Benedetto has laced the documents with a type of poison that enters through the skin. He's very crafty." Francis says, pointing to the papers. "Please look through them, you will find some interesting things."

Antonio nods and heads towards them, being stopped by Joan.

"Wear these." She says, holding out a pair of gloves to him.

"Of course, thank you Joan." The Spaniard says, slipping on the gloves and taking the documents. "This…he has men all over town…" He looks over to Joan. "Please retrieve everyone, Lovino included."

"What of Feliciano, Matthew-?"

"No, just the other pirates, and Antonio. And you, if you are willing." Antonio says and she looks over to Francis before nodding.

"I am more than willing." Joan says before running off to gather everyone.

"Including your precious Lovino and my sweet Joan? This must be serious." Francis says and Antonio nods, looking over to him.

"How well can you move?"

"As well as you require, captain." The blonde answers, grinning at his friend.

"Good. Because I will be requiring a lot from you tonight." Antonio says, smiling weakly at Francis.

"We are back, Antonio." Joan says, leading the men in.

"Alright, firs of all, Joan…" Antonio says, handing the woman a belt full of daggers. "I need you to keep the others safe. Go to them and bring them here." He says, pointing to an area on the map that Francis also stole. "I found a secret area there a while ago, they will not find you there most likely."

Joan nods. "I shall go protect them." She says before running off.

"Arthur! It is time, we must find a way to get all of Benedetto's men in one place so we can ambush them." Antonio says, holding the map out to Arthur of Benedetto's plans.

"Bloody hell! He has so many men!" Arthur exclaims, glaring at the map. "How will we kill them all? There isn't enough men for this! And none of mine are the best at ambushing, aside from Kiku!"

Antonio sighs sadly and looks over to Lovino. "There's someone who specializes in this area and knows all the ideal places for an ambush…someone who is good enough to be able to help us…who knows those who will join our side…Lovino, I need you for this."

Lovino looks at him surprised and nods. "O-of course…"

The Spaniard turns away from him, visibly upset at the idea. "G-good…let us get our plan in action then."
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Later:

Francis wanders the halls, documents in tow, with no one in sight. He continues walking until he reaches the courtyard. Reaching the fountain in the middle of it, he collapses in a fit of coughing.

"Attacco ora!" A voice calls and suddenly a swarm of men come from everywhere towards Francis with swords and knives.

Before any of them can actually reach him they begin collapsing, knives protruding from their backs and blood quickly seeping out due to the attacker hitting crucial spots. After ten men fall they all come to a stop, none coming close enough to Francis to attack.

"We have you surrounded!" Arthur calls from high above, his voice roaring like thunder in the enclosed area as he yells. "Give up of you will die!"

The men all stand there, perfectly still, as they seem to debate it. One man drops his weapon and before it can hit the ground he is shot in the head with a gun from somewhere hidden.

"YOU LIED!" Another man yells and Arthur looks at him in distaste.

"I do not lie! That was not us! It was your boss Benedetto! You half-witted heathens!" Arthur calls back and the men ignore him, pulling up their weapons and charging at Francis.

One man reaches the blonde and raises his sword to kill him, only to let out a cough filled with blood and collapse. As the body drops Francis looks up and sees Lovino staring down at him in his holy white robe with a bloody knife in his tightly clenched fists.

"Thank you, mon ami." Francis says and Lovino glares at him.

"Just shut up and stop acting!" The Italian hisses before running off to help Gilbert with another swarm of men charging towards them.

The fight continues, Alfred teaming up with Ludwig to fight off the men coming from the west, Lovino and Gilbert getting those from the east, Francis and Kiku getting the south, and Antonio and Arthur destroying those charging in from the northern entrance. Soon the courtyard is filled with dead and dying men, all of those whom Benedetto wrote would be the first attack now destroyed. However, the know his plans, they know that there are two more attacks left; his most trusted and strongest men, and then him with his gun.

He is of course already there, which he made evident when he killed the man who tried to surrender, but no one would find him until he wanted to be found. Antonio and Arthur are fine with this. They don't have much in common, but in combat they both firmly believe in saving the best for last.

Out of the piles of dead men come about twenty more, far more serious looking and none trembling in fear like the last bunch. No pleasantries are exchanged, no words at all. There are no orders for attack on either side, not even yells as they charged at one another. It is just a free for all, blades clashing with blades, Antonio's axe easily slicing people to pieces, knives sinking into skin and bodies collapsing again.

Soon they are left with only eight men. Each side now evenly matched and equally tired. Lovino, unused to such intense fighting, is taking it worse. Antonio notices this, along with one of the other men who lunges at the boy.

"Lovino!" The Spaniard yells, running over and pulling the boy into his arms before getting sliced down his arm by the attacker.

"Antonio!" Lovino gasps, holding the man up and shoving a knife into the other man's eye. "Are you ok?"

Antonio smirks, trying to hide his pained wince. "It takes a lot more than that to bring me down, Lovi. Don't worry. And now is not the time to be distracted." He adds, looking at the boy more seriously. "I can take care of this, you get out there."

"R-right!" Lovino nods and sits Antonio down away from the fight before rejoining it. Soon they are all killed and Lovino runs over to Antonio again. "Are you ok?"

Antonio smiles at him, looking over at his bandaged arm. "I'm fine. I've done enough of these in my time."

"Idiot…you're not supposed to sacrifice yourself, remember?" The Italian says weakly and Antonio grins.

"I wasn't going to die, mi querido."

"You are now." A voice says and they both look over to see that yet another group of men, only ten this time, have come. Standing in front of them, however, is the only man with a gun. Without a second thought, Antonio pushes Lovino behind him as the man points the gun at them. Benedetto's man readies the gun and goes to shoot Antonio, a proud smirk on his face.

The Spaniard closes his eyes, bracing himself for the pain that was about to come. The pain he would suffer for Lovino. But the pain doesn't come. Instead, two small yet strong hands yank his axe from his hands and skillfully uses the head to shield Antonio from the bullet.

Looking up, Antonio sees Lovino with tears welling up in the corner of his eyes and a look of frustration clear on his face.

"Stop fucking protecting me you idiot! I can take care of myself!" Lovino says angrily before shifting the axe in his hands and charging at the man.

"HOLD IT!" Benedetto yells from the other end of the courtyard and Lovino looks over in horror. Next to the priest are Joan, Marcello, and Peter being held by more of his henchmen with guns to their heads.

"GODDAMNIT BENEDETTO! LET THEM GO!" Lovino commands and Benedetto laughs.

"Try and make me! But just so you know…move one inch and they're dead."

Lovino lets out a low growl. "You bastard."

"Oh, you poor thing. Now listen to my commands! If you want your little brothers and lady Joan to stay alive, you will drop your-!"

"Too late." A deep voice says from near the captives. Everyone looks over in awe to see a man with spikey pale brown hair holding a knife to the man detaining Peter's throat as he holds the man's gun in a strong grip. Looking over they also notice Feliciano doing the same to the man holding Marcello, and Matthew doing it to the man with Joan.

"No one touches my baby brother." Feliciano says darkly, pressing the knife against the man's neck and drawing blood.

"Abel! You came!" Antonio gasps and the man nods.

"Yes captain. I got Ludwig's letter…" Abel says before frowning. "Although it seems I arrived too late for my sister…" Before Antonio, or even Lovino, can respond, Abel seamlessly cuts the man's throat and takes his gun as the lifeless body collapses to the ground. "You two do as I just did." He commands of Matthew and Feliciano.

Immediately Matthew presses the knife deep into the man's skin and slides it across his neck with all his strength, effectively slitting his throat. As the body falls to the ground, Joan turns to Matthew and hands him a handkerchief. "Are you alright Joan?" He asks and she nods.

"Thank you, Matthew."

Abel looks over to Feliciano, who is now trembling. "Kill him, Feliciano."

"No! Don't let him!" Lovino pleads and Abel looks at him for a second before nodding. Abel takes Feliciano's place and makes quick work of slitting the man's neck. "Thank you…Abel…" Lovino says in gratitude and Abel nods.

"I understand, Lovino."

Now in a rage at all but one of his men being killed off, Benedetto raises his gun and shoots at Arthur who is quickly shielded by Alfred jumping in the way and getting shot in the shoulder. While Benedetto is distracted with this, Lovino quickly raises Antonio's axe and in one foul swoop he chops the head of the man, who had originally tried to kill the Spaniard, off.

"Wow…Lovi…that was impressive…" Antonio mumbles and Lovino hands him his axe.

"I've been killing long before you got here, idiot." The boy scoffs before helping Antonio to his feet.

Benedetto goes to raise his gun again, noticing it's gone. "Wha-?

"Looking for this?" Kiku asks, dangling the gun from his finger tip before tossing it to Abel.

Now with no men or weapons, Benedetto is easily grabbed up by Ludwig and dragged to the sanctuary and tied to a column near the altar by Antonio and Arthur. He looks to Joan in an attempt for sympathy, but glances over too late and sees her leaving with everyone but Antonio, Arthur, and Lovino. "Wh-what are you going to do to me?" He asks in a panic.

"It's time for you to pay for your sins, priest." Antonio answers as Demitri enters the room, covered in blood and carrying torches. "Ah, it appears you did well."

Demitri smirks down at Benedetto. "Oh yes, I killed all of those men who came after the innocent inhabitants of this church. I also helped the people escape." He says, handing the other three torches and looking back at Benedetto with a twisted smile. "Have fun~!" He coos before leaving.

Once he's gone the others begin to set everything on fire, other fires already started where Demitri had gone through to get there. Antonio then hoists up his axe and watches as Benedetto squeezes his eyes shut and begins trembling in fear. The Spaniard scoffs at the pathetic actions and cuts off the man's left leg. "That is good enough." Antonio says and Benedetto looks up at him in joy.

"You're not going to kill me?"

"Of course not." Antonio says darkly as Lovino comes up with a torch, his expression unreadable. "But that will.

"I wonder how the fire feels on such a gaping wound." Arthur says, sneering at the man before Lovino leans forward.

"May this fire cleanse this church of its sins." Lovino murmurs as he signs the cross on his chest before dropping the torch on the terrified man's lap.
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Outside:

"How are we going to hide you?" Lovino asks before looking back at the burning building, the feint sounds of Benedetto's screams billowing through the wind.

"Hm…I don't…" Antonio gets cut off by the feel of rope binding his hands together.

"You will be our prisoners." Arthur says as his men bind the rest of Antonio's crew.

"What? Arthur! You promised a truce!" Antonio fumes and Arthur rolls his eyes.

"Oh shut up! We are using this as a cover you bloody-!"

"Oh yeah…everyone is stupid enough to think a man like you is in the marines! Fusososo!" The Spaniard teases, laughing to himself.

"That foolishness is going to keep your ass safe, dumbass Spaniard." Arthur groans, rolling his eyes.
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A/N: I suck at battles, I know, so just...dont say anything about it...please. Also, I'm very sorry it's so long...lD I didn't know when to end it. After this there is probably going to only be three-five chapters. So...yeah...Oh,and Abel is Netherlands. In case you didn't know. XD