The Chain Bracelet

Hi, this is my first fan fic, Hetalia or otherwise so please, although creative criticism is encouraged, don't hate on me too much.

summary: Feliciana(fem!Italy)was at a bar with Ludwig (Germany). Some mysterious men come and cause a ruckus, hoping to catch Ludwig. when they don't get who they want they decide to use some bait... and kidnap Feliciana.

Warnings: Human names used. There may be some OOC-ness sorry, as stated above; this is my first fan fic. Sorry
but this is a very short chapter, I will upload more soon-ish. The title doesn't really match the story.

Disclaimer: I one none of the characters of this story


Ch. 1, At The Bar

Where am I?

I sat up just to see empty beer bottles flying everywhere, shattering all around me. All of the tables and chairs were either used as shields or broken. Some people were hiding, terrified of what might happen if they came out. Others were running trying to get away. Then there was those others, fighting back, protecting us.

What is going on?

I sat up. Why does my head hurt so much? Did I get nailed with a bottle?

"Feliciana, you ok?" I recognize that voice…

"Ludwig?" I looked up, and sure enough, Ludwig was sitting right beside me.

"Ja, it's me." He looked over at me with those bright blue eyes, usually slicked back hair hanging loosely in front of his face. "You remember anything? That beer bottle must have hit you pretty hard."

"Umm…" I rubbed the back of my head, "we went to a bar… to celebrate… something… and some people came in… they started a ruckus… and… sorry, nothing"

"That is when you got nailed in the head with a beer bottle."

"Oh, ok."

"Well, I got to go; some of those people are starting to cause serious problems."

"Wait, "I grabbed Ludwig's sleeve.

"What?" he looked very annoyed, but kept a calm tone in his voice.

"I'm coming with you," I starred directly into his eyes to make it seem like I was really confident about this. I wasn't.

"No," he stated it simply, in a matter-of-fact way, escaped my grip, and left. He left me all alone in this turmoil, unguarded, with nowhere to run. That was when they came.

They grabbed my wrists, twisting them behind my back and tying them together before I could even think of calling out to anybody for help. They then tied my ankles, blindfolded me, and put a cloth in front of my mouth. I started to get sleepy. And everything faded away as I fell asleep.

ch. 1, done!