Filip sighed an tucked the folded letter into his pocket. God where am I? Today was his first day in America, Washington D.C to be exact. He was some sort of park. Not one of the parks with a playground and swings and annoying little children screaming and running around a germ-infested place. No, this was a real park, one that has hundreds of trees and where you could sit and read a book.

He was just about to sit down on a bench when a random lady came out-of-the blue and right into him. She stopped, stunned for a moment, before she quickly said sorry and started running the opposite direction.

"Stupid Americans, can't watch where they're going," he grumbled to himself. Just earlier at the train station, another random woman ran into him and made him spill his coffee. All over his face. On the bright side he got some free lunch and more coffee.

Just then two men appeared in the same direction as the woman had. Filip then thought, Oh! I'll just ask these two if they know where my hotel is!' But before he had the words on the tip of his tongue, they just barged past him. That made 3 people who had run into him, because in Filip's book, barging past someone is the same as running into him.

Filip was really pissed of then. He started swearing a whole bunch in his head. Then he felt someone tap his shoulder.

"What do you want!" He shouted at them. He didn't take kindly to those who interrupted his swearing, even if it was in his head.

He spun around and was then face-to-face to a buff man. Well to be more accurate, face to deadly looking knife... Then someone from behind bound his hands together with what suspiciously felt like duck-tape...

"Don't move," the first dude hissed. "If you do, you just might not life to see the next day."

Oh no, he was NOT about to be kidnapped, his day was already really shitty, he didn't want to add kidnapping on top to it.

Using the awesome ninja skills he always knew he had, he used his strength to break the duck tape and free his hands. Then, just as quickly he swiped the knife away from the first man's hand, and kicked the other dude in the nuts. Then he ran for his life.

By then it was starting to get dark, but, since this is WASHINGTON we're talking about, there were a whole bunch of lights and cars and all that jazz. Filip could hear the men starting to chase him. He cursed under his breath, why did this have to happen to him?! He knew he couldn't take out his gun and shoot him, it didn't work on normal people, only on 'supernatural beings' as his friend liked to call it.

As he was running, he saw an alley up ahead. Sure it was dark, and gave you an ominous feeling, but he felt like it was his best shot. So as he passed it he quickly darted into it and started running down it. He had his arms outstretched in both directions so he could know if there were any corners he should look out for, since you know, it's almost as black as black could be where he was.

He felt a light, giddy feeling as he thought that he had got away, but then he hit a wall.

Now all he felt was pain, and a forbidding feeling as he heard footsteps approaching him.

He groaned and sank to the ground. When he looked up he was almost blinded by a flashlight being shined right in his face.

"I told you not to run you ass," one of the men said threateningly. The other one pulled out a gun and pointed it at Filip's face.

"Any last words before I blow your brains out?" the one holding the gun asked with mock sympathy.

"Oh I don't think that's necessary Mister." a new voice rang out.

And the trigger was pulled.

Hello my lovely readers :3

Yes, I left you a little cliffhanger. Bwahahahaha I feel evil now :3

Please feel free to leave me a review, I love reviews 3

I must know though, did I do good? I almost didn't even post it. I'm so insecure about these things .

One last thing, Filip=Bulgaria. Yea I bet you haven't heard that one for him ever :P and you'll just have to wait to see what Romania's name is.

Thank you, and I hope you like the first chapter ^u^