DICLAIMER: Hetalia belongs to some really rich Japanese person, not me! The only thing I own is the plot- courtesy of the plot bunny and the original character Tia, which is the product of my own sleep deprived brain.

CHAPTER ONE

There once was a town forgotten by time, a place where people never dared to venture. You may ask why, but that was a simple question with a horrific answer, one that made most normal peoples blood chill to the bone. This town had no name and neither did its people. It was a place that no one ever returned from as the land simply claimed them as its own and survival was another thing all on its own.

The motto followed was a simple notion most normal people would laugh at:

"Eat or be eaten."

It lay deep within a forest, the only way to really find it was if you found yourself lost, yet most believed the town found the lost souls instead of the other way round. Finding it was a cruel fate, surviving it was hell, living it was a nightmare most wished they could wake up from.

When Tia signed boarded her plain to Germany, she never knew what awaited her, how fate would drag her down and change her life forever in the cruelest way possible, playing her life like it was some little sick game. She had at first been extremely excited of her trip in the black forest even as she sat in her new home, part of her could never regret finding the mysterious town. She looked out her window at the full moon, a hiver running down her spine at the sound of howling.

If it wasn't for her poor geography skills she would have never found the town, never found her home and she would have never met him. The man she owed her life to, though now most of the town simply just avoided her when she walked around during the day, his name one that never left their lips as they feared for their lives, to mention his name was simply forbidden. He was always referred to as "him" or "the master" even from the start she had been curious about the man they feared and called a fool for showing the slightest interest. Yet Tia had never taken heed to warnings and in this strange town, coming from the modern world beyond its wall had instantly made her an outcast.

An old couple on the outskirts of the town had taken her in and taught her of the town's dark history, they had also once been innocent travelers who had been consumed by the town. Fate had been kind enough to them to let them survive ripe into their golden days without been harmed.

They had told her tales of witches, wizards and warlocks. Tales of werewolves and fairies, elves and all sorts of other strange mythical creatures that lurked in the town and its forest, tales of the vampires and him who lead them and guarded the small town and how the few mortals, majority been weak normal humans had fought to survive by never going out after sunset or before sunrise and how they avoided the forest. They told her of how the elite in the town were the vampires whom kept control of everything and everyone and how they were ruthless monsters who didn't think twice before they killed.

Tia, being the adventurous young woman she was listened eagerly to each word the old couple spoke, she knew she had to see this mysterious man who everyone feared. She was always one for a challenge even if it got her in trouble that was simply how she came to be where she currently was. As she loved to say, "I don't look for trouble, trouble looks for me."

She was fascinated by their way of speaking and fascinated by ho the people dressed, something of a cross between gothic Lolita, steam punk and the Victorian era. Of course for the sake of fitting in she had to dress like them and learn to speak like them which had been hell since the woman would get offended when she shortened her words instead of keeping things long and proper. Modern English in that small town sounded so common and low, even amongst the poor.

Coming from a time when corsets and bloomers were outdated having her body forced into the confinements of a corset to her was torture. Everything became a chore when wearing one and it gave her a new appreciation for what woman had originally gone through just to look good.

As she looked at the crackling fire place she remembered how she had been called a fool when she asked who "he" was.

FLASH BACK

"Lady Eleanor who is this 'He' the town speaks of, every person I tried to make the simple inquiry with turned pallid and fled from me calling me a fool."

"Child you shouldn't go about inquiring so openly, things here are very different to what you know, freedom of speech is no luxury in his town." The older woman enunciated each world in her beautiful accent.

"They behave like I have committed a crime though I only see it as a simple question." Tia pouted.

"Tia my dear, the longer you reside in the shadows of this town the more you will see, us mere mortals had to hide, by seeking answers about him you only made yourself a target. He knows and sees all that is what you must learn you were foolish to put your own life in danger like you have."

"He can't be the monster everyone makes him out to be."

"Cannot…" the older woman let out an exasperated sigh as she looked Tia over, "You are still very naive child, this town will consume you if you continue down the pat you have chosen, the rules have been set for a reason and you need to learn to embrace them and follow them whole heartedly if you wish to live here in peace. We told you what we did so you could understand the severity of the situation you are in, not to peak your curiosity, we had no intention of that."

"Even still, I would want him to justify what I have been told. I have never judged a person based on what I get told, that is simply just not fair. What if he is a lovely person and everyone just made assumptions?" Tia spoke in a low tone trying to keep calm.

"He isn't. Child his a vampire, he lives off us humans."

"That doesn't automatically make him a monster." Tia snapped back, she had heard enough.

Her stubborn pride and beliefs pushed her recklessly. She stood and rushed from the room grabbing her long coat and rushing from the house, the inky blackness of the night surrounded her instantly as she rushed blindly though the forest.

That was when she found him. He was in a small clearing hunched over the body of a young man, his bright blue eyes glowing in the silver moonlight, his pale lips stained red as he turned to face her. The body he had been feeding on long forgotten when the rapid fluttering of a heart reached his ears.

There he stood in all his glory under the silver light of the moon, his pale blonde hair slicked back neatly, his long, high collared black cape pooling on the ground its ragged tattered ends blending into the ground like the roots of the ancient trees that surrounded her. As she stood under his cold gaze time didn't exist nor did the world around them. The screaming voice inside her head reduced to a blubbering silence as he watched her like a predator watched its prey. Warily she tore her gaze from him to the lifeless heap on the ground behind him her lips parting slightly and trembling when she realized that the young man was in fact dead.

The voice in her head was screaming at her to run yet her limbs stubbornly refused to obey the simple command as she stood frozen. Her deep golden eyes wide with fear and wonder all at the same time as a gentle breeze tugged at her auburn locks. Her corset wasn't helping her matters either, she felt suffocated and trapped in it, her lungs were screaming for air. Yet she didn't dare move a muscle.

That was when three other figures caught her attention. All three of them beautiful, but nothing in comparison to him, one with silver hair, glowing deep red eyes and a sadistic smile on his face, the second had longer blonde hair swept into a pony at the nape of his neck with a ribbon, his sapphire eyes glowing, the third a beautiful brunette with eyes the color of sunlit emeralds.

Her mind was screaming at her relentlessly as she stood unable to think straight. She blinked and with that the silver haired one was right behind her, his arms around her waist, his hot breath fanning on her neck, the smell of fresh blood on his lips.

"Hmm look what the cat dragged in West." He purred in a heavily accented voice. "I can smell her fear." He chuckled darkly.

"Leave her brother." Came his reply, his voice was also heavily accented yet the words it conveyed sounded harsh and strained.

"Yes your highness, so unawesome to make me leave such a pretty little toy." He chuckled licking her neck before he was back by the men who he had originally shown up with.

She shook her head at the memory and looked out her room window again. If she had never found the town herself she would have really thought that vampires and such things where only found in books and movies. When she had told Eleanor of her seeing him the woman's face turned ashen, her eyes wide with fear at her words, though Tia saw no problem been the oblivious bone head she was.

Eleanor had told her of a sacrifice to him who would ensure the protection of the people of the village made every single year, which had always been rejected by him and since she had survived an encounter with him she would be his next offering, a bride. She was horrified at the prospect of been given to some immortal man as a sacrifice so his kind would leave the towns folk and hunt in other places.

She had refused over and over on countless occasions yet her words fell on deaf ears as the town started its preparations for the festival where they would make her the offering to him. A month before the fateful day they had moved her into a cottage away from everyone with servants to tend to her every need. They had made her gown with their finest silks and materials, given her the finest of everything in her preparation.

There she sat alone in the moonlight the night before the day of her demise staring up at the peaceful sky. From her window she could see his home, the beautiful castle on top of the mountain. The same castle that would be her new home in a matter of simple hours that ticked by, dragging relentlessly. "How cliché this has all turned out to be." She sighed as she looked at her bed shaking her head.