I do not own Hetalia just my oc. I already made a story for my oc Saint Malo, but I thought this story would be perfect for her and instead of Germany its England. This is set in the pirate age. A big reason for it being Saint Malo is she just would be perfect for it and when I looked up cities in France that were involved with pirates Saint Malo came up, Saint Malo might be different then her normal personality. And why reading this you should listen to the song Don't Mess With Me by Temposhark I watched an awesome video of these cosplayers doing it with England as the lead and stuff try to find it ok. ~Mollie~

Country/State/City/Town: Saint Malo

Name: Annette

Hair: Blonde tied in a ponytail her bangs out swiped to the side and two long pieces out and a black pirate hat on with a rose on it and two white feathers on it and a string of pearls wrapped around it with a cross hanging off of the end of the string.

Eyes: Light blue

Outfit: White puffy shirt with a dark blue trench coat brown pants that end at her knees, dark blue tights, black boots. A cross necklace, a pearl necklace, and a pearl necklace with a rose and a sword on it. Gold lining her trench coat and the cuffs of her coat and the pockets of it. Her sword hangs on her hip, and a gun in her right boot. One ear ring hanging from her right ear a gold cross on it.

Pets: Grey cat with weird green eyes named Lance. He has the same pirate hat that Saint Malo has on with the same ear ring as her.

*Big brother is France

*Religious

*Loves seafood mainly oysters

*Start Story*

I spat out blood as a big guy slapped me I glared up at the big bald guy then a voice said "Now, now be nice to the little rose. She is a gust after all." The voice sent chills up my spine I turned around and saw the bastard who ordered his men to tie me up England. I glared and said venom in my voice "Untie me now you bastard." England gave out a laugh, but there was no amusement in it.

He walked over to me and cupped my cheek in his hand and made me look into his deep green eyes and said "Now why would I do that love? I like you better this way you always look cute tied up. Much better than that frog."

My teeth clenched as he said that and I quickly moved my head and bit his hand I tasted blood I heard England said teeth clenched "That. Hurts." I just bit harder than England raised his hand and I braced myself and right when his hand was about to hit me I jumped out of the way. I spat out the blood in my mouth and said "Don't ever talk about big brother that way."

England wiped his hand on his pants and said "So I hit a nerve did I." he started walking to me slowly his boots making the floor boards squeak right when he was in front of me he reached his hand out then I saw a flash of grey then a weight on my shoulder and a hiss then England's cry of pain. I looked over at my shoulder and saw Lance their teeth bared and paw still out starched from scratching England's hand.

I laughed and said "Good boy Lance." Lance looked at me and started purring and rubbing his head on my cheek. There was a hiss as England grabbed Lance by the scruff and lifted him up he held him away as the cat struggled hissing trying to get its claws into the blonde. England took his sword out and my eyes widen I ran as quick as I could and barreled into England knocking him over I heard his sword clang as it hit the ground and the sound of Lance landing on the ground I sat up shaking my head. Lance ran over to me and jumped onto my shoulder my hat in his teeth and placed it on my head. England groaned, I looked around the room quickly and saw the door and quickly stood up I ran to the door and slammed into it the door burst open.

I heard England getting up and shouting at me I looked around and saw the crew not looking at me I then saw a sword stuck in the floor I ran over to it and knelt down and rubbed the rope on the sword till I feel it loosen and then fall off I pulled my arms forward and flexed wrists to get blood going. Then a voice said "Well you currently know how to knock a guy off his feet." I turned around and saw England standing there he drew his sword and so did I his crew ran to get away it was silent except for the lap of the waves and the wind. The wind blew my trench coat and England's trench coat, Lance jumped off my shoulder and then I let out a cry as I ran towards England are swords clanged as he blocked mine I pushed on my sword and so did he.

I jumped away as his sword came crashing down it hit the floor he yanked it free of the wood and I ran at him then right when I was about to strike him his arm flew up and grabbed my wrist making my sword fall I struggled as he turned me around. I felt my back hit his chest then the cold metal of his sword to my throat I gulped as he leaned down and said in my ear "Stop this girl. You won't win and I'd hate to have to cut that pretty body." His voice sent shivers down my spine I felt him smirk and then lick the shell of my ear I was frozen.

Then he lifted me over his shoulder I struggled kicking all over pounding my fists into his back he laughed and said "Calm down love." I thrashed around and said "Don't call me that you ass." He then walked into a room I looked round and saw the room decorated beautifully he put me down and I turned around in a circle looking at the room till my eyes stopped on a big king size bed and above it was the British flag it came to me then that this was his room.

I turned around and glared at the blonde who had a smirk on his face he took his hat off and put a crown on and at in a thrown crossing his legs with a smirk on his face he poured himself a glass of wine and took a sip then he looked at me and said "Show me sex appeal get on your hands and knees. Its best to keep me pleased love. So how about a quick fuck?" my eyes widen and tried to gain my composure and sneered at him and said "What the hell I would never touch you unless it was to kill you." I took a step back and England sighed shaking his head he put his glass down and stood he started walking to me. I winced when he grabbed my hair he pulled it up making me stand on my tip toes he locked eyes with me and said "I am king you are to worship me so don't mess with me. So if you want survival kneel on my arrival. No one can stop me for only I am in control." Then he let go of my hair I caught myself before I hit it I looked up at him he smirked at me and knelt down and took a piece of my hair and brought it to his nose he closed his eyes and said softly "Mint. You always smell like mint."

I couldn't help, but blush a little I quickly scrambled backwards until I felt my back hit his bed. I sneered at him and said "You freak. May god have mercy on you." He laughed there was no amusement in it. He stood up and walked to me I quickly stood and looked up at him putting on my bravest face he then said "May god have mercy on your brother." My eyes widen and my fist clinched and then without thinking my fist went out and hit England in the face when my arm returned to my side I saw England's head turned to the side he slowly turned it back to look at me his green eyes were filled with anger he slapped me hard making my head turn.

He then grabbed my hair and pushed me to the floor making me get on all fours he then yelled at me "That is your rightful place below me you bitch! See my crown I am king! You shall worship me!" I glared up at him then he slapped me again and let go of my hair, he walked to the door and opened it I heard a hiss as he threw Lance into the room and then he walked out and slammed the door shut I heard the sound of the locks. My head drouped Lance ran over to me and curled up in my lap and purred as I stroked his back, I sighed and said "Lance we have to find out how to get out of here." Lance looked up at me and meowed I smiled and said "Your right big brother must be on his way here and I bet he also has Prussia and Spain with him."

I picked up Lance and put him on my shoulder and stood and walked around the room exploring from looking around I knew one thing from the closet filled with empty rum bottles he was an alcoholic. It was when I sat down on the bed and felt how soft it was that I realized how tired I was I hadn't slept in forever I placed Lance on a pillow and took my boots off and put my hat on the bed post along with my trench coat I then laid down and pulled the blanket over me. England's scent was all over and though it disgusted me I fell asleep quickly with one last thought of why does his scent comforts me.

I woke to a hand stroking my hair I opened my eyes and saw a leg my eyes traveled up till they met the face of England he was looking down on some papers writing why his other hand was stroking my hair. His hat was off and so was his shirt and coat along with his boats he sighed and tilted his head back his blonde locks going back as well it then made me see how tired he looked. My eyes that were filled with hatred then softened a little, and then he looked over at me and said "Your awake love. I couldn't help myself seeing you laying there so innocent in my bed." He smirked and rolled my eyes and sat up quickly putting my coat back on, but not my boots. As I reached for my hat my hair fell over my shoulders and I realized my hair wasn't in its ponytail.

I quickly turned to England and saw him holding my blue hair tie in his hand and a smirk on his face I glared at him and snatched it back saying "You bastard don't ever touch me you creep." He smiled and said "And yet you were saying my name in your sleep." I blushed and said "No I wasn't you ass." England stood up and walked over to me he then pushed me down on the bed and held my wrists above my head and said "We'll we will have to fix that love." I gulped and glared at him.

The End for chapter 1 tell me if you want another chapter.