Here is the first part of the first proper country chapter! I decided to do this first one in two parts because it was just easier for me, and it is pretty long in total.
Anyway, I hope you enjoy this first part! (By the way: Thank you soo much for the reviews, they really make my day! :D )

She put her hand at the back of her head, rubbing it gently. Her head hurt. A lot. This was weird; she couldn't remember hitting her head. And what was that constant noise? It almost sounded like… Her eyes flew open. What the ….? She found herself seated at the back row of a huge airplane. Her first instinct told her scream, and that was what she opened her mouth to do when a hand clasped roughly over her mouth.

"Now, now we wouldn't want to cause a scene."
Her eyes flickered to the owner of the hand; a strikingly handsome young man with a heavily accented silky voice.

She tried dragging, clawing, and hitting his hand to remove it from her mouth, but it was no use. His grip was like pure steel. She eventually gave up and relaxed herself against the window, despite her mind telling her to freak out. He gave her one last warning glance - that she translated into "shut up or else" – before removing his grip on her mouth. She was tempted try and scream again, but seeing as she preferred his hand off her, she kept quiet.

"Wise choice," he smirked, keeping his hand close to her in case she decided to try something, "I didn't seem to catch your name earlier."

She closed her eyes, and crossed her arms over her chest, not wanting to see or talk to this man. Her mind was spinning out of control and she could not get herself to think straight. This morning her biggest worry had been if she would look too bad having coffee alone, and now she caught herself wondering if she would survive to see tomorrow.

"Fine. I'll start; I'm Kol." She had to literally bite her tongue to avoid snapping some very rude response. She had a tendency to respond with rudeness when she felt threatened. She kept her eyes closed, and attempted to pretend that this was not happening right now. That she was just dreaming, and in reality she was safely tucked up in her bed back in Mystic Falls.

He grabbed her wrist, twisting it until she yelped in pain, "I believe I asked you a question."

"A-Ashlyn Qu-Quiroz," she managed to get out in a panicked stutter.

"That wasn't so hard now, was it?" he let go of her wrist and cocked his head to the side, studying her. She seemed to be quite stubborn. That was not necessarily a bad thing; in fact it only made it more fun.

She had gone back to resting against the window, pretending that this was not happening. If he said anything else to her, she didn't notice – she was too far into her own world of denial.

~x~

She must have fallen asleep, because the next time she opened her eyes the plane was in the process of landing. She had not dared to ask where they were headed earlier, but she couldn't help herself this time. If this man – Kol – was taking her out of the country, she had the right to know where.
"Where exactly are you taking me?"

He turned to look at her, observing her for a while before finally answering.
"Italy" was the blunt matter-of-fact answer she received.

"Italy? No, no, no you can't be taking me to ITALY! I have to be in Mystic Falls, my life is there. I can't go to Italy!" She was panicking, shaking violently in her seat. She tried desperately hitting the seat in front of her, causing the old man seated there to turn and give her a sour questioning look, while mumbling something along the lines of "kids today".

Kol chuckled, "You are already in Italy, love."

She opened her mouth to give another outburst, but she closed it again without saying anything. The threatening glint in his eyes was enough for her to keep her mouth shut.
The thought of how he had even gotten her past security unconscious was also quite scary.

~x~

The sheer size of the airport nearly scared her to death. She had never been outside of America before. To be honest she had never even been on an airplane before, much less seen an airport this huge. Kol had to practically drag her out of the plane and trough the arrival corridors to get her to move – which you could see was tearing at his patience – seeing as her legs pretty much refused to work. This was all too much for her. It was a big deal to even leave Mystic Falls, and to go to Europe of all places was huge. She needed some time to process that – maybe a lot of time – but Kol did not intend to give it to her. So there she was on her first visit to Europe, and she was being harshly dragged through the airport.
When they finally arrived at the luggage claim area she was certain that everyone at the airport had gotten a good look at her, the 18-year-old who had to be dragged. If she wasn't busy being so freaked out about everything she would have been embarrassed beyond belief.

She – of course – had no luggage to pick up, Kol however picked up two huge bags while still keeping an uncomfortably tight grip on her arm. The size of those bags made her wonder how long he was really planning on holding her captive, and where she would get what she needed from, like clothes. She could not possibly wear the same clothes for weeks. The thought of that made her shudder.

"Where are we going?" She had figured they were in Rome – according to all the signs anyway – but she had to know more, even if she knew that opening her big mouth at all was pushing her luck.

"You'll see. I suggest you start walking," he actually let go of her arm for the first time since they left the airplane. He was walking at a very quick pace in front of her, forcing her to nearly have to run to keep up. He didn't seem to be paying attention to her at all. Would he even notice if she wasn't there anymore? She was a very fast runner after all.
She made a run for it. She moved as fast as her legs could possibly carry her. She got approximately 10 feet away before he had his arms wrapped around her waist.

"Nice try," he leaned in and whispered it in her ear, "Do you really want to be dragged that bad?"
Failed attempt number one.

~x~

"Oh wow," she was completely awestruck at the luxury of the hotel room they had just stepped into. She had never seen anything like that before in her life. Once she got over the initial shock of having to share room with her abductor, she might appreciate the extreme beauty of the room. That became even more unlikely as she found the only bed in this room to be a double one. How could such a huge room only have one bed?

"Impressed?" He was back to staring at her with those intense eyes of his, that truly creeped her out, especially now that they seemed to contain a large dose of hunger.

She shook her head, "No." It was a big lie. She was indeed very impressed. Never before had she seen anything like this. She would most likely be beside herself with excitement if she was there with different company.

He raised an eyebrow at her, giving her a look that said "Oh really?", but didn't say anything.
"Then I think it is time for you to start serving your purpose." The way he said it sent shivers down her spine. What did that even mean? Before she had time to question him the veins surrounding his eyes seemed to protrude, and his face change into something else entirely. In a flash her neck had been pierced and her blood was rapidly leaving her body. Screaming was impossible with his hand securely clamped over her mouth.

The next minutes felt like hours – days even. She was already tired and hungry from the long unexpected trip, and with blood being drained from her body at such a rapid rate, she was bound to collapse any minute now.

She didn't. He pulled away just in time for her to stay conscious. He thought about just leaving her there on the floor, but the whole reason for bringing her was to have her last a while. He pondered it for a while before biting into his own wrist, slipping her some of his blood before she fainted. Now the next question was: to compel or not to compel? If he did not compel her she was sure to freak out completely – kicking and screaming – before hopefully calming down, but that could take a long time. If he did compel her she would shut up, but it would take away some of the feistiness that he did enjoy in a woman. He decided to leave her be for now, if she became too much of a hassle he could always kill her.

~x~

She woke up sprawled on that bed she had silently complained about earlier. This time her head was fine, but her neck was pretty sore. Covered in something. It was starting coming back to her now; the face, the eyes… the pain. Was this all a dream? Had she been watching too many lame movies lately? This sure felt very real. She wanted to scream, run, tear something apart, or maybe all of those. All she did do was sit there, feeling very numb. Going from being an American teenager with an average life to being abducted, fed on, and abandoned in a hotel room in Italy can be pretty hard to get your head around. Oh yes, Kol had left her there all alone. Wait, did that mean…? She ran for the door – hopeful for the first time since they got here – only to find it was locked. How does one go about locking a hotel door from the outside? She was not an expert when it came to hotels, but she couldn't imagine that the doors were supposed to lock from the outside. What kind of hotel was this? A quite exclusive one from the looks of it.

Being alone in the room gave her some time to look around, and damn; it was truly exquisite. She was pleasantly surprised to discover that there was a window crowding the wall, not that she could jump out from the 6th floor, but it held such a beautiful view of Rome. Of course she had seen pictures and all that, but they so didn't do this town justice – what she had seen of it anyway. She secretly hoped that he would let her out of the room, at least once. If he was going to kill her she thought it was only fair that he let her do some exploring first. Maybe he wasn't even going to kill her? After what she had seen today she assumed he was, but you never know. It was crucial at this point that she stay positive, no matter how hard that might be.

~x~

Kol came back in to find her staring longingly out of the window. Of course she wanted to get out. She had most likely never even left the country before. She would get her wish alright.

"Get changed. We are going out," he threw a large shopping bag at her – which she barely caught – and when she hesitated, he just sat down in the nearest chair, tapping his foot impatiently.

Truth be told she was very eager to get out of her current attire. She had been wearing it for the best part of the last 24 hours. With one last skeptical glance at him she rushed off to the bathroom, more excited than she was ready to admit. At least until she had a look at what was in the bag.

"You can't be serious?" she muttered under her breath. There was no way he could have heard that, but she could have sworn she heard him chuckle.

"Oh, I'm deadly serious." Well damn, of course he heard her. Just great.

What did you think?
Guess where I was when I wrote the beginning? On an airplane! How appropriate? Unfortunately there were no Kol next to me though :(
The next part of the chapter is the more fun part, I promise. With them exploring the city and the likes.
Also let me know if you have any countries you want them to visit later. I am not sure myself, so I am very open to suggestions.
Oh, and I can almost guarantee one update a week. Each Saturday, or Sunday at the latest.