Francis knelt down beside his two crying little brothers, Romano and Feli.

"B-Big Brother! W-We don't want to leave!" Romano wailed.

"W-We want to stay with y-you! P-papa and Grandpa are dead, yo-your all we have left!" Feli added, sobbing.

"Shhh.... sh.." Francis picked the two Italians up, cradling them. "Its ok... this isn't forever." He kissed each of them on the top of the head. "Besides, you two will still have each other, oui?"

"S-Si." The two nodded, rubbing their eyes.

"And no matter what, I will find you two again, just stick together."

Little did Francis know in about a decade, Feli and Romano wouldn't even have each other.