Author's note: This is my first fanfiction, its not finished. I would love reviews so I know to write more of this story.

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia but I do own the OC's in this story

I open my eyes to darkness. Nothing but the smell of blood and rotted flesh. Chains were lock to my wrist tightly, cutting into my skin. As I sat on the ground staring, lost in darkness, feeling cold air, and fear around me. I pull my knees up to my chest, covering my face with my arms, and chains that lingered down from my hands. I was terrified.

I didn't know how I got here or who brought me here. The one thing I did know, was, I was having to face one of my worst fears. The dark.

A beam of light struck my face, as a door opened not far from me. I turn away from the brightness of the light, trying to adjust. It had shot pain into my eyes. Looking back over, I catch a glimpse of a shadowy figure. Automatically in fear, I back myself up against the wall, waiting for it to come through, but all it did was stare at me, with its bright colored eyes.

I just glared at it daring it to come any closer, hoping, just maybe it would leave. But, the more it stared, the more fear started to take over me. Tears filled my eyes, reminding me of past memories. I bring my hands up to my head, gripping my hair.

"Leave me alone!" I call out, trying to scare it away.

Still staring it began to chuckle, making the hair on the back of my neck stand up. Cold chills shivered down my spine, as it began to get closer.