Disclaimer: Seeing as how nothing that i ship is canon yet its safe to say i dont own hetalia
-Feliciano-
Feliciano shivered in the ragged clothes he possesed, which barely covered his body. true he was grateful to have left the Kingdom of White, but as a slave? It seemed like a cruel joke. Next to him he heard his fratello praying freverntly for their safety. In his own opinion this was no use. they were slaves, and that was an unchangeable fact. Suddenly the wagon came to a grinding halt.
"Get off all of you and dont try anything or we will leave you here, you bastards." a gruff voice shouted. Like we could try anything I thought sarcastically.
"Arms out!" a clearer voice shouted. I put my arms out. It was, after all, just a simple harmless command right? Wrong. Swiftly a pair of heavy iron chains were clasped around them, their sudden wieght making me cry out in pain.
"What was that?" the gruff voice asked.
"One of the merchandise stupid." was the other mans response. I wish they hadnt blind folded me. I thought.
"Oh, the pretty one?"
"Yeah, dumbass the pretty one."
"Oi, you." the gruff man growled.
"Yes, sir?" I responded
"You made noise. thats punishable by whipping."
"Oh."
"Just oh? No begging for mercy?"he sounded disapointed.
"I dont beg." I spat. this man was getting on my nerves. Suddenly there was a bunch of cracks and my back and shoulders exploded in exqusite pain. "Asshole." I whispered. there was another explosion of pain at the back of my head as I fell into exqusite, mercyful unconsciousness.