A/N Hi I know a lot of people do these stories so I thought I should try will see how far this goes if I'll continue or not.
Disclaimer I don't own Hetalia
Numb was all he felt right now, numbness and coldness. He had no idea what happened or where he was for that matter but he also felt bare like all his clothing was off of his skin. It was dark he could hardly see a thing he felt his face to see if he still had his glasses at least, he didn't. What was he going to do? He could hardly see without them a sudden shiver interrupted his thoughts so he curled himself into a ball to keep warm.
He was hurting all over like someone beat him but he didn't know who yet. Suddenly the door creaked open revealing some light he squinted to see who his captor was, he appeared to be tall and was holding something in his hand. "Welcome to your new home Matvey" he recognized that thick accent so Russia was his captor what would he want with him?, and what did he mean by new home?. "I see you're awake now da?. Oh you look cold I'll warm you up" Russia pulled Canada closer to him so he was leaning up against him then Russia pulled out his weapon he saw earlier.
Suddenly Russia pressed the weapon up against his bare skin Canada screamed it burned finally after a few seconds he removed it and what it left behind was the U.S.S.R. symbol. "There now you will always belong to me da" Russia said happily as if nothing happened Canada said nothing except for a sniffle he was in to much pain. "That is enough for today from now on you'll be sleeping with me", Russia picked the broken Canadian up in his arms, and carried him up stairs to his room Canada could only wonder what Russia will have in store for him for the rest of his life.
A/N sorry its short this is just the introduction later chapters wil be longer.