I do not own Hetalia. I only own the plot and the DVD's…. WHY CAN'T I OWN IT? WHY!

Rated: T+

Warning: Mention of abuse and running away…Uhh that's all I can think…

Tsuki: Ah, sorry… She tends to get emotional about these…THINGS…Please enjoy the story!

Chapter 1: Bruises please enjoy! (And sorry for not updating the story fast enough Cryers Cross-Save-My-Soul and thanks for being the first to review! :) )

His body was covered in black and blue marks. He hurt all over and he didn't know what he did to deserve this. Doe like eyes seem to stare at nothing as they glazed over with unshed tears. Brunette hair slightly curled around pale cheeks as they puffed with every breathe. The window that lay above him provided little to no light what so ever. Feliciano could hear the sounds of yelling and things crashing through the old oak floors.

Slowly, but surely, he stood up. His legs screamed in protest at the action, but he knew he had to get up. When did his life get this bad? He looked around the sad excuse of the room. A bed leaned against the wall, the covers in a jumbled heap. A pillow was falling off the side of it and a dresser that seem to stay right next to the side of it. That was pretty much it. The walls were a plain white, the floors made of old oak wood that needed to be desperately sandpapered down.

Feliciano really wanted the beatings to stop. He didn't want to have to be scared of waking in the middle of the night, hearing a creak or groan in the floorboards.

Again, he looked around before walking over to the bed and bending down. He pulled out a little suitcase and flicked it open. Carefully walking over to the dresser he started loading clothes into it until it couldn't hold much more. Closing it and locking it Feliciano walked over to the window, the suitcase in tow. Opening the window, Feliciano quickly pushed the suitcase through it and waited until he heard a thump to climb on the window sill. Looking over his shoulder, Feliciano started to survey the hell he spent the last seventeen years in. Facing back outside, Feliciano gave himself a slight push and then he felt himself fall through the air. Tightly closing his eyes, he waited until he landed in a rose bush. Groaning out in pain at the tiny cuts, Feliciano stood up, tears welding up in his eyes. Quickly wiping them away before they could fall, Feliciano started towards his suitcase. He froze when he heard the front door slam against the wall. Spinning around to see if he could see his stepfather, Feliciano started to shake.

"Hey! What are you doing out here, you little dipshit!" His stepdad yelled out, shaking a beer bottle in one hand and using the other to hold himself up with the door frame. Backing up slightly, Feliciano started looking around, trying to find a way out. His search came to an abrupt halt when a bottle was smashed next to his head, sending brown shards flying everywhere, some cutting him in the process. He felt himself let out a yelp, and with a quick turn on his heel he was running towards the front gate.

"Get your ass back here!" He heard and another bottle was thrown and hit the wall again. Ducking quickly, Feliciano opened the gate and continued running. He had only been running for 10 minutes at most when he ran straight into someone. Stumbling backwards, Feliciano looked up. Vibrant green eyes stared back at him and then widened. Feliciano snapped out of it and started to run around the man.

"Wait! Where do you think you're going?" The man yelled and grabbed ahold of Feliciano. In turn, Feliciano yelped and yanked his arm out of the man grip.

"N-No! I won't go back! I never want to go back!" He yelled and started backing away. The man's eyes widen for a moment before narrowing.

"Look, Kid, I don't know what the hell you're talking about! All I want you to do is apologize for running into me!" The man said, his words coming out harsh and biting. Feliciano shook his head and darted off again.

Turning another corner, Feliciano quickened his steps when he heard another pair of footsteps running behind him. Tilting his head sideways, he was able to catch a glimpse of the man he ran into earlier. His light jog turned into a full on sprint now, just hoping to outrun the man. Unfortunately, Feliciano had failed to see the rock up ahead and tripped. Letting a scream rip from his throat, Feliciano contacted the pavement in a matter of minutes. Hands shot out to help with the fall, only in succeeding in getting scratched and bruised, along with his legs.

Slowly, Feliciano tried to push himself. His arms gave way only a matter of seconds later, the new pain clashing with the old being too much. Whimpering slightly, he rolled onto his back and lay. His eyes were starting to droop and his mind was starting to fog up from the pain. Feliciano could hear the footsteps come to a stop next to him, slight panting coming from the figure standing above him. He could see the man crouch next to him and Feliciano let out a shaky breathe. The man reached out a hand to grab Feliciano but he flinched away from the offending appendage. The man took notice and finally took the time to observe him. The man's eyes widened when he saw the dark blotches covering his body. Feliciano also took this time to observe the man. He had slightly dark Auburn hair with a flyaway curl going to the right, vibrant green eyes that seemed to glow in the dark, and a very nice olive complexion. He was taller than Feliciano and he seemed to wear a pair of ripped jeans with a dark red shirt. Feliciano felt himself losing conscious and slowly closed his eyes. The man sighed as he realized that Feliciano had passed out. Shifting slightly the man picked him up and started walking back the way he came. Shaking his head the man whispered,

"What's going on Feli…?"

Yaaaa…. Umm so that concludes the 1st chapter of The Bloody Truth! Right now it's 2:40 a.m. and I'm tired as a monkey on hammock!

(Not a very good comparison but I can't think straight!) Anyways! I hope you enjoyed this chapter because I don't know when I'll be able to post the next one!

(I've been sick all week…. And still am…) Well I'm gonna go to sleep so Ciao!

And can anyone guess the mystery person?