**A/N: Hey, did you like the bonus? I hope so! Well, in case it wasn't clear, you were raped. There isn't much detail in that because I suck at writing stuff like that. I'm sorry. Oh well, there's not much to say except thank you for reviews, favorites, and alerts. You're awesome! Enjoy! DISCLAIMER: I don't own Hetalia.**

Your POV:

You felt bad that Russia had to pay money to get you back, but it was decided. They were only interested with money. You used to be like that, too. You frowned. That was how you were in this mess anyway. You knew you didn't kill Isaac. "Hey (name), I'm coming in. Lay on the ground so you aren't...damaged when you fall". It was Brendon.

You knew it was inevitable to try to stay awake, so you just laid on the ground and waited. The gas poured in from the vents and you passed out.

Russia's POV:

The disc slid in the player and it began. It was the worst moment of my life. The tape went in and showed [1]мой подсолнечника alive, but laying on the ground unconscious. She was wearing my scarf, and she was clutching it. A man came over and began to undress her roughly. N-Nyet. Not that, please not that. Just as I hoped wouldn't happen, the masked man undressed, too. He began to do that with her. It made me furious. "[2]Ублюдок! Я убью его!" I began breathing angrily. In my anger, I noticed something.

I looked at my sisters, who were horrified. Belarus's mouth was open, and she seemed angry. There was a tear in Ukraine's eye, and she was looking away. "Belarus. Back it up."

"W-what?" I nodded and she said, "Okay, big brother." She rewinded it to a certain point.

"Stop!" She paused it. "Do you see that? In the upper-left corner. It's a...gang sign." I pointed it out, and Belarus's reaction changed.

"Are we dealing with the mafia or something?" Ukraine asked frightenedly.

"I don't think so." Belarus said. "I've seen that before, big brother. Under the Iron Bridge. I'll go investigate." She said, sliding her knife in her apron and walking out.

"So, her past is gang related", I said half to myself.

"What did you just say?" Ukraine said.

"They left me a note. It said something about revenge and (name)'s past. I didn't even think-", I was interrupted by Yekaterina.

"Russia, why didn't you tell us? Gangs don't like loose ends!" She shrieked, pointing to the locket in my hands. "They don't like witnesses either! They could kill Belarus! She went alone!" She was shrieking and hyperventilating.

"[3]сестра, listen to me. It's Belarus we're speaking of. She has a butcher knife, da? She'll be fine." I said. "Was there a note in the box?" She looked, and sure enough, there was a note in the box.

"It says, 'Be expecting a call soon'. Should I get the phones in here?" I nodded and stood up. I walked over to the liquor cabinet. I frowned as soon as I got there. The key was long gone, and I wanted some vodka. Ukraine bumped into me with her arms full of phones. I took a few and set them up, not in my bedroom, but in (name)'s bedroom. I wanted to feel close to her. The sunflowers were all dead, so you picked them up and threw them away. I sat when suddlenly the phone rang. I held it in my hands and Ukraine ran in. I, then, answered it.

"Hello?" I asked casually.

"You damned potato bastard! Where in the fuck is my [4]fratello? I'll kick your ass, man! If you lost him again, I'll a-find you!"

"Romano?" I choked out. It wasn't them. It was Romano.

"Damn you to hell, bastard! Don't play fucking stupid, you know who it is!"

"This is Russia." I were irritated with him.

There was a long silence. He finally said, "Wrong number. I am a-so sorry!"

"Goodbye." I hung up. I laid down on (name)'s bed and inhaled her scent.

"What did they say?" Ukraine asked.

"It was little Romano. He had a wrong number." I laid down and buried my face in her pillow. That's why she was attacked when I met her. She was involved with a gang, and they tried getting rid of her. I'd do anything for her, just tell me what I have to do. Right after that, I fell asleep.

Your POV:

You woke up and were fully clothed, which was a good sign. You looked around and saw a smaller guy than than Brendon, the rapist. He looked no older than 13. He walked over to you and sat on the floor. "Are you awake?" he asked, almost sweetly.

"Yes." You weren't in the mood to chat with some kid. You stood up and started pacing.

"I have to watch you until Kierra gets back. Will you sit and talk to me?" You sat and looked at him. He had a small tattoo of wings on his wrist. This child is a gang member? He noticed you looking at his tattoo and said, "Kierra is my older sister. I have other ones, too. Want to see?" He lifted up the sleeves of his hoodie and revealed two star tattoos, a cross, and some fancy lettering, which read, RIP Isaac Joseph Woods: Forever in Heaven.

"Cool. Aren't you young to be getting tattoos and watching over a prisoner?"

"I'm going to be twelve next month! I'm not too young", he pouted. "Isaac said the same thing."

"Maybe he was right. Isaac always knew what was right." You smiled thinking of Isaac.

"What do you know? You killed him!" Maybe I would tell someone the truth, even if he was a kid. He reminded me of Isaac.

"What's your name?" I tried to play it off normal, but I had a great idea. I would win him over from his sister.

"Jessie." He frowned. "It's real girly."

"I think it sounds wonderful."

"You think?", he asked.

"Sure." He smiled a bit. "Isaac always called me J, but since he died, no one says it anymore, let alone my name."

"Want me to call you 'J'?"

"Yeah!" He smiled. "You remind me of Kierra before...you killed my brother." He was quiet for a minute before talking again. "Please tell me what happened."

"Promise you won't call me a liar and you'll keep it a secret?" He nodded quickly. "It's not a promise unless you say, 'I promise'."

"I promise."

"Well, J, here's what happened."

You were walking with Isaac, and he was worrying, like usual.

"I don't know what to do about Josh. I heard he runs with other gangs. If he would-"

"Isaac, calm down! You worry too much about silly things. You never even worry about yourself." Isaac was your best friend, and it would stay that way after you guys had got together last time. "You need to calm down. Let's go to the Apartments." The Apartments was a run-down, abandoned apartment building. The group, or gang, was called "Heaven", which was named after Isaac's older sister's boyfriend.

The gang was strong, and had many members then, so it had only grown over the years, and Heaven was all over the world in secret.

Before you went in, Isaac told you about how he treated his sister like a prostitute, and how Kierra had promised to stop seeing Heaven. When you walked in, you both saw Kierra and Heaven, not having sex, but close to, it on a couch. Isaac lost it for the first time ever. "What the fuck is this? Kierra! How many times did I tell you that the gang and love don't mix? Get dressed and get your ass in my car. Now."

"Your sister is a grown woman." Heaven said, pulling up his pants. He stood in front of Kierra. "She can make her own choices."

"Shut the hell up! You call yourself heaven? You're not no one's heaven; your only a scumbag named Henry Davis!" That's when it got real. Isaac and Heaven began throwing punches. Heaven was stronger and tougher. He beat him unconscious. Heaven looked up at you. "You his bitch?"

"I'm a friend."

"Then, both of you take him out to the car."

You were shocked. "Wh-What? No! He's my friend! You aren't going to dump him somewhere to die!"

"Kierra?"

"Yeah?"

"I got your brother. You and her go back to the garage." He pulled her closer and whispered something in her ear. "Go." He said, shoving her gently.

When you both got halfway there, you tried going back to check on him, but Kierra attacked you. You were barely strong enough to hold her off, so it was a miracle you ran away. When Kierra got back to the garage, Kierra told everyone that you were a murderer, and killed Isaac, and you escaped from Heaven. They found Isaac's body in the apartment with no trace of evidence. But because of what Kierra said, there was a price on your head and everyone wanted you. You disappeared for a while.

Later, you were found hiding by Josh, and he chased you down an alley towards a playground. There, Russia found you and saved you. Heaven and his lapdogs abducted you from Ivan's house when you thought you were safest. All you had from him was a scarf.

"So, now you know. I am not a murderer."

He nodded. "I believe you. You're really pretty. What's your boyfriend's name? I like that scarf."

"Ivan."

"Ivan and (name) sound cute together!" This kid wasn't bad. He was always talking, just like Isaac.

A voice came over the intercom. "I'm back. Time to call Russia." She walked in through a door behind the curtain. She sat next to us and dialed a number. She pressed send.

Not even after one ring, Ivan answered. "Hello. This is Ivan speaking."

**A/N: Cliffhanger! I really hope you enjoyed it. I actually wasn't feeling up to it, but my friend talked me into it. I know, so many OC's, and I'm sorry. You may beat me if you wish. Well, I have to go. Happy sweating, wondering what happens next! I might do a bonus on Isaac, because I feel he might get misunderstood.

Translations:

[1] my sunflower

[2] Bastard! I'll kill him!

[3] Sister

[4] Brother

Well, Hasta la Pasta~! **