Hey! Here's the new chapter! Warnings: will have slight cussing, and slight gore. Nothing too bad of course!

Disclaimer: If I owned Hetalia, you guys would see me glomping Romania all the time. ^.^

Chapter 2: What is going on?!

A loud crack of thunder woke you up from your spot on the couch. You rolled over and looked around. The man at the desk was gone, and Romania was no where to be found.

"Romania! Where are you? Come on, let's get out of here. This place is giving me the creeps!" You pleaded for him to show up somewhere, but he still never came.

You grabbed a small blue LED flashlight out of your pocket and turned it on, shining it around the room. Something shiny in the corner caught your eye, and you stepped over to it cautiously. You shined the light in the corner, and a pair of beady red eyes stared back. A hissing rat jumped out, and you scrambled back onto the couch. However, you didn't land on the couch. You landed on top of a warm body that crushed you to it.

"NO! HELP! ROMA-"

Your screams were cut off as the man who had been sitting at the desk dragged you to a dark staircase. He pulled you down the stairs, throwing away your little flashlight. Once you reached the bottom, he opened a blood red door and shoved you inside. He followed after you and locked the door behind you. Furious tears caressed your cheeks as he stood there in front of the door just looking at you.

"Why did you bring me here?! What the f*** did you do to Romania?!"

He gave you a hard glare that made you shrink back as he replied. "I didn't do anything to your friend. You want to know where he is, go look and see."

The man nudged his head towards the direction opposite the door. You cautiously turned around and started walking, glancing back over your shoulder to see the man just staying put and guarding the door. But for what? To make sure you didn't get out? Or to make sure no one else got in? You shivered as a cold wind blew through the dank passage. You pulled your red hoodie tighter around you and headed deeper into what was apparently becoming a cave. You could hear voices comping from just up ahead, and a tiny spark of hope filled you as you dashed towards those voices.

"Please, someone help! My friend is missing and an old man back there...he...what?"

You felt dizzy at the sight before you. Mangled human corpses lay on the ground, blood seeping from their wounds into the mouths of other creatures. Vampires. Hundreds of vampires were down here feeding off of the living and dying. You tried to turn away, but you were caught by a steely hand. A vampire with a roguish grin had grabbed you and was pulling you to the center of the crowd. There was a large altar at the center of the group that you were thrown onto.

"Tasty young girl will make for a nice meal. Mm, yes. The blood of a virgin gathers the crowd, makes me their leader now yes!" The crazed vampire was about to leap onto you and devour you when a sword came out of no where and cut his head off. The crowd fell silent as Romania stood in front of you protectively, keeping any more vampires from attacking you.

"Romania! You're safe, you're oka-"

His had covered your mouth, and as he turned you saw his eyes glowing blood red. He opened his mouth to reveal two sharper than before fangs that dripped slightly with blood. Your eyes widened and you scrambled back from him.

"Romania? Why? Why are you- this makes no sense I mean- Why would you do this?!"

He smiled sadly at you and shook his head. Leaning in, he muttered an apology before casting a powerful spell that destroyed the other vampires.

"Draga mei, I will see you soon. Go to this address when you can."

He handed you a slip of paper before kissing you on the lips. A shocked look crossed your face as he uttered another spell, one that would erase your memory of what had happened, including him.

You blacked out, and he was gone.

*End of chapter two*

Wow! Some crazy stuff happening between you and Romania huh? Will you ever remember your Romanian love? Will you ever find the address on the paper? Will Italy ever stop loving pasta?! joking, joking. Find out soon in the next chapter! Ciao!