Hi ! I'm McFishy, I randomly got this idea, just sayin' ^^ Anyways, I hope you like this fanfiction, and if you are going to give a review please keep it clean and nice, I don't want to feel insecure or whatever (I'm a big whiner) I'll try to get the next chapter done as soon as possible, and your ideas will help me work faster! Well, ~Hasta La Pasta!

Intro:

I sat on a bench next to the edge of a grassy hill, it overlooked most of the town and the coastline was just beyond that. The sunset reflected and swerved off the water's surface with a deep orange and yellow, I wanted to save this view on camera but I had left it at home. I took a in a deep breath and let it out slowly, the earthy smell filled my lungs and helped me to relax. I heard two pairs of footsteps (two people) walking up from behind, I assumed it was just a couple and tried to block them out. They stopped a ways behind me and I thought that they were also mesmerized by the glorious view, I heard one of them walk a bit closer, their footsteps were light and they barely made a sound.

He/She kept walking closer until I assumed they were at an uncomfortable distance away, I decided to turn around when I could hear them breathing. I acted like I was still focused on the view, while keeping me ears trained on their sounds. I heard them stop and pricked my ears back; I gave up on playing blind man's bluff and was about to turn my head to make sure the person meant no harm. Just before I was going to catch one of them in my line of vision, the stalker person jabbed my in the neck with two fingers. I collapsed onto the bench and felt them lay a firm hand on my shoulder, just before everything went dark.

Chapter 1: Why Me?

I finally woke back up, not back on the bench or at someone else's house, but in a cold, dim room. In the far right corner I could barely see some light reflecting off wooden stairs, I could feel chilled steel weigh down my wrists, with a quick glance at my entire I found I was loosely chained to a cinderblock wall. In the middle of the room was a wooden table with what looked like a bendable lamp, I wanted to call for help but I doubt anyone would visit me except my captor. I tried to squish my hands out of the chains but they were tight on my bones, I only hurt my fingers and dropped my arms. My only other option was to please whoever was keeping me here.

I waited for what seemed like thirty minutes before someone opened the door above those steps and walked down to my level, another person followed the first and shut the door behind them. The first person reached to turn on the lamp and I swallowed some of my sanity, the lamp was pointed at me and I squinted my eyes. My captors walked in front of the light so there figures were turned black, I tried as hard as I could to look for details, but they were too dark to see what they looked like. The second person twisted the lamp so I could see them better, I gasped at their appearances, I already knew them.

"Hello, Im Yong Soo, I hope you'll forgive us for the unsuspecting capture but I doubt you would've followed us here!" Francis had one hand in his pocket, he had his hair back in a ponytail and he was wearing his usual uniform.

"Why are you doing this to me? I demand an explanation!" I lunged forward till my arms were pulled to their extent. The other captor, Arthur, crossed his arms.

"Believe me, in due time we will give you an answer, but first you must give us one." I drew back my head, what information would they want from me? I'm the southern part of a defective country in East Asia; I don't hear much gossip spread around my place or get in on any war plans or something. I leaned back against the wall, Francis spoke.

"We are going to push you to your limits until you tell us what we desire to know, do you understand?" I hung my head, avoiding any eye contact. "Look at me when I'm talking to you!" I kept my gaze lowered. I heard him walk over to me; he grabbed me by my chin and threw it back against the wall so I was forced to watch him. "I said, do you understand?" I talked through gritted teeth.

"I'm not telling you one damn thing!" He brought out a knife from the hand that was in his pocket and held the tip under my eye.

"You better rethink your statement or I'll kill you right here!" Arthur stepped in and grabbed Francis by the shoulder.

"Stay calm you twit, we need him more than I need you!" Francis let go of my head and stepped back, he flipped the knife and slid it back into his pocket. I rubbed my neck and leaned back against the wall. Arthur reassured Francis' statement.

"As he said, we will keep you alive, but just enough so you will give us the information we need." I cut in.

"What information do you want from me? I can't give anything to you unless you tell me what you're looking for!"

"We'll tell you tomorrow, you been passed out for three hours so it's really late now." I sighed out of anger, how was I supposed to get to sleep in a room like this? "If you resist, there will be consequences, keep that in mind. Now get some rest, Francis will make you breakfast at 8."

And with that, they left the room, Francis turned off the lamp and the room returned to darkness. I hung my head, my throat started to clog up but I tried to keep from crying. Who do I know that they would want information on? China, best guess. But if they wanted someone who knew more about him they should've captured Hong Kong, then again he does know Kung Fu. Japan has a katana on at all times, and Taiwan doesn't honestly know anything useful about him.

So that leaves me… If they caught Japan or China the Axis or Allied forces would immediately become suspicious, and I have almost no close friends and I'm not too important. I guess I know something about China that they need to know, why would they want to destroy China though? Are they scared of how big he's gotten, do they want more land, do they still think he's a communist? I'll find out in the morning I suppose…

Alright, the first chapter is done so please send in your ideas... Mainly as soon as possible! I'd love for this to become another one of my really popular ones, I just love it! I'll need some help with what France and England want to know, because I have absolutely no idea o_O! I don't honestly have anything else to say so... ~Hasta La Pasta!