Hello everyone and welcome to a collection of short stories centered around 2p Italy, or Luciano Vargas. If this type of writing seems familiar, or some of my descriptions of certain things seem familiar, I did have previous stories that I have deleted. I was not happy with how they turned out, so I am starting fresh with this. Once these collections of stories become more stable, I might start another story.

~Disclaimer~ I do NOT own anything from Hetalia.

Both human and nation names used.

Summary: Why was he imprisoned when he did nothing wrong?

Word Count: 1,110

Title: An Innocent Being of Chaos ( Trapped Universe )

Luciano hissed in pain as the chain around his neck tightened and scratched his already irritated skin. Wings fluttered in irritation as they were also bound tightly to his body, keeping them from expanding and helping the Italian to escape. He cussed-or tried to anyway, as a gag kept him from saying anything at this point- as he felt a burning in his left eye. It had gotten injured long ago and never been treated, resulting in it becoming infected. He could feel his eye throbbing and roll around slightly because his nerves had been damaged during his capture. Ah. That's right. Being captured.

He and his kind were known as evil doppelgangers, or 2ps, to their "good" counterparts. The second players had been hunted by the original magic users and sealed away among their designated countries. Luciano had been the last 2p country that was captured. His strength and magic was a big help in his avoidance of capture but even he wasn't lucky enough to stay free.

When England, or Arthur, found him, he had attached an ancient artifact to his arm, canceling his magic use and making Luciano incredibly weak. The Italian country didn't even stand a chance against the rest of the nations. He was imprisoned shortly after.

The worst part about being imprisoned, for Luciano, was that he did nothing wrong. Yes, some of the 2ps had been aggressive, very much so, but he had done nothing wrong. When he was born, he merely traveled Italy and watched as his counterpart acted with his friends. Well, that was before the 2ps were considered dangerous. Don't get him wrong, many of the 2ps were dangerous and should have been locked up for a little while but not for their whole existence. Luciano had been in the dark for over a thousand years with little to look forward too. His life, his entire existence, meant nothing now that he and the others were in the dark, forgotten nations of the past.

Sighing through his nose, he gazed sadly at the cave walls surrounding him, enclosing him in such a small place. His "cell" was not that big; at the most, 8 feet in length and width with the ceiling 7 feet tall. It was not very big, and being chained down, not being able to move an inch made it that much worse. He wanted to cry, to lash out and attack the originals that put him and the others in this situation, but he couldn't. The fire that burned inside him long ago had dimmed considerably since he had been in the dark. It had dimmed much like his happiness.

He perked up slightly as footsteps echoed through the cave walls. They came closer and closer before they stopped just a few feet from where he was bound. Magenta eyes with patches of honey-brown in the irises glanced up to see a very familiar face. Feliciano waved shyly at his counterpart before sitting down on the ground in front of Luciano.

"Hello Luci! How have you been? I hope you have been doing okay. Sorry for not visiting last month, but Ludwig wouldn't let me visit you. He said I shouldn't talk to you or even visit you. He says you're dangerous. But I know he is wrong! You never did anything to hurt me! Ever! I think he's just jealous because you were so nice to me when you were free-". Feliciano babbled on as Luciano watched him with wide eyes.

Yes, he may resent some of the originals, but he couldn't really hate his counterpart. Feliciano visited at least once a month and talked about random stuff that had happened to him recently or world events. Though Luciano couldn't respond to Italy, he could tell the weaker nation understood just how important these visits meant to him. Every time Italy missed a visit, he panicked and thought that Feli no longer wanted to talk to him. "-England even told me I should stop talking to you! But he's just a grump so I didn't listen to him of course. But fratello tried to keep me at our house in Rome, but I was able to escape. I guess Germany's training sessions were more useful than I thought."

Those big, brown eyes gazed at the bound nation with so much love that Luciano had to hold back tears. Never had he seen Feli look at him like that before. There was always a touch of fear in his gaze, but now there was nothing but love in his gaze. What changed?

The non-bound nation scooted over to the other and wrapped his arms around the other. Italy had to move his arms slightly to get comfortable hugging the other that was wrapped in chains. Feliciano felt the other tense from the contact that the hadn't had in years.

Luciano gazed hesitantly at the other, both eyes looking slightly fearfully at the other. This feeling was new to him. He hadn't had any contact in so long. This felt weird. But a good weird.

Feliciano smiled, tears in his eyes. "I can't imagine how lonely you are by yourself in this cave. I really wish I could let you out of here, but we both know I can't do that. But I can tell you this; don't give up hope, okay?" Two pairs of eyes looked at each other before the chained one nodded slowly. Feliciano smiled, tears streaming down his face despite him not being in pain. "Ve. I have to go Luci or Romano will know I left. I'll see you soon, okay?" Squeezing the other one last time, Italy got up slowly and started walking back towards the entrance.

Luciano felt his eyelids droop in exhaustion. Just a visit from Feliciano made him tired. He saw his counterpart wave before running out of the cave and back towards his home. Luciano merely shifted as much as he could on his knees before curling his tail around himself and falling back into dreamless sleep.

Ah. My first oneshot done! If anyone wants to send me any prompts, feel free to send me some. I will happily write a story on a prompt that someone wants me to do. I'll do AU's and headcanons that people send me. But they have to be based around 2p Italy in some way. Tell me what you would like to see next! Please read and review! Goodbye and see you soon. :)