Feliks

"Where are the guards?" Lizzie asked with a concerning face. We were suspicious of every noise we heard. It was totally strange that the beach was unguarded.

"Maybe Nat took care of it?" I grinned; Nat could tear apart thousands of men while doing her nails.

"I hope. But after days without having eaten, she must be very careful. My legs already feel weak and I am tired," she looked at the Prince "he is also getting heavy minute by minute."

"Yeah. But I am still able to put up a fight."

We walked in silence for a few minutes as one person came running towards us. At first we suspected him to be one of the guards before he shouted our names.

"Elizabeta, Feliks!"

"Thank God. Mathias, I thought you were a guard." Liz sighed relieved.

How the man's hair could still remain in its apparently 'natural' spiky form after sprinting towards us was beyond my knowledge. The tall blonde crewmember halted in front of us with a big grin, shooting Lizzie a funny look.

"Oh, hello there blondie."

Lizzie's wig was still placed on her head, quite messy with brown strands sticking out of it. Whether it was good secured or luck that it did not fell out during our running escape, I did not know. Said woman imitated a sarcastic laugh, empathising that she was not amused.

"Just kidding Liz."

Mathias grin ceased the moment he saw Prince Gilbert on her shoulder. His right brow arched upwards while his blue eyes were shooting Lizzie's 'package' a questioning look.

"Who is that?"

We gave him a nervous smile.

"Oh… Don't tell me… If we are to capture a ship of the royal marine, then what should it matter if we take the royal heir with us too?" His blue eyes changed from dumbfounded to a mischievous.

"He's wearing the necklace… By the way have you seen Nat?"

The mischief on his face disappeared; motioning with a shaking head that he had no idea where Nat could be.

Shit.

She was very capable of taking care of herself and I never doubt her skills of surviving or fighting, but I had a bad feeling about it. Elizabeta shared the same worries as I; I could feel it.

"So Mathias, we have a ship from the Royal Marine. What about the guards?" Lizzie's voice was strained with worry and disbelief.

"I know it sounds strange, but it was unguarded. They weren't expecting any attack from foreigners or pirates. We hadn't checked everything; I can already tell you that we do not have a lot of supplies. Especially the medical materials are missing." His tall frame started to march with us to our 'new' ship.

Our steps were muted by the sand. Moments later we were aware of other footsteps following us. My feet's pace quickened without looking behind us; I was far too tired to turn around and face the culprit until I heard a weary familiar voice calling my name.

Natalya was like right behind us. Thank goodness.

"Natalya!" Facing her with a crushing hug, a desperate relieved sigh escaped my lips.

"I got entangled in a fight. They will send an armada to track us down. Someone may be right behind me." She told us nonchalantly, lacking any emotion while her panting told me otherwise. Looking behind her, I did not see anyone.

At first I didn't notice her stance but observing her now shocked me a bit. She seemed completely worn out.

"Have you got the necklace?" Nat asked.

"Yes, we got it," Lizzie patted the hostage's shoulder, "and there was a very dramatic scene in the ballroom. We almost got caught-"

"I don't want to stress, but we cannot stand here and chat all night."

"Understo-" My heart stopped the moment I laid my eyes on Nat's hands. What the hell happened? I saw a great amount of blood ran out of the deep cuts. She seemed to put all of her weight on one of her feet. Taking her hands softly I motioned to Mathias that we needed to get faster to the vessel.

During the walk I had felt a pair of careful eyes watching every step and breath we took; either it was an animal or a guard. The latter one seemed almost impossible. Why wouldn't he then attack us or ran back and call his army? We were abducting his precious Prince after all.

"We are almost there!" Mathias exclaimed happily.

Being completely aware of the stressful circumstances, the rest of the crew was packing the most important food, weapons and other materials onto the big battleship. A few of the members we thought missing, were there, but the number of our team had been decreased. That's why new faces of people unknown to me were loading our vessel. They were new crewmembers.

"I see you had been able to recruit new men." I commented.

Mathias smirked after telling us how they got them to join a notorious pirate gang.

"Do you see the tall man there on board?"

"You mean with almost the same hairstyle as you?" I winked making him laugh.

"Yes, him. I can tell you he is a great fighter and worth a hundredth soldiers. His little brother did not want to be alone so he joined too. But I suppose we have to make a stopover for provisions," He looked over at an injured Natalya, "and for medical care of course."

"So you are telling me that we have no doctor on board?" Lizzie asked with nervousness. Mathias confirmed her question with a nod, clapped my shoulder and boarded our new floating wooden home.

A noisy rustling disturbed the relieved atmosphere, making me turn around. Natalya was still supported by my arm getting drowsier every second. No one seemed to have noticed the disturbance.

"Feliks?"

Snapping out of my thoughts I looked over at Lizzie who waited impatiently for me. I couldn't think too much about it, we needed to flee and treat Nat's wounds.

"Yeah, coming." My feet moved, leaving me to overthink everything that had happened the last few days, from today's evening, the Prince's abduction and Nat's condition. But the thing that gave me the most to think about it was the ominous noise. Someone had followed us. I was mostly sure of it.

Toris

"W-Wait!" I called with an outstretched arm.

She had left before I could say anything else to her. Still being in trance, my eyes stared at the gate her frame had escaped moments ago. Considering my environment I looked at my injured comrades and the two civilians. How was she able to defeat four of my best men? How could such a beautiful face carry out such violent actions?

My heart was still pounding wildly in my chest thinking about her. A perfect bone-structured face framed by silky long white-blonde hair. But the most intriguing features of her face were those stunning dark blue-violet eyes. No matter how cold they were, they were still mesmerising and gorgeous. The bloody knives she had used lay in front of me, taking them carefully in my hands, I examined the handle. It was decorated with ornaments and dark blue stones, just like her perfect eyes, yet the red liquid on the blades did not match her appearance.

Snapping out of my thoughts, one of the soldiers groaned and steadied himself on his elbow. Exhaustingly he watched me.

"Colonel Laurinaitis?"

Seeing him coughing out blood, my senses came back to me. Instantly, the knives my hands held carefully were put into my sheath on my hips as my legs pushed me up. Just as I was about to take care of the wounded soldier, three of the men who were sent to the castle arrived with shocking faces.

"What has happened? We heard ruckus."

"Pirate… A woman." The man on the ground whispered.

Panic was written all over the three new faces. One could tell that they were at the beginning of their military training and had no experience in real combat.

"Soldiers, we have four wounded in action, two unconscious civilians who had been taken hostage. The perpetrator is on the run," approaching them while ignoring the pain in my hand. "Two of you will take care of them and the other one is going to accompany me."

They looked at each other as if they were unsure of who was going to be on my side for the few hours. Given the situation, my finger pointed to the tallest of them. His glasses couldn't hide his fear but instead of protesting, the man agreed to accompany me. Without losing much time, the soldiers took care of them and alarming the other guards and King while I was following the beautiful culprit. The man next to me nervously cleared his throat.

"C-Colonel?"

My green eyes gave him a friendly look. The poor guy was shaking a little, making me worry about him more than I should.

"Yes?"

For the second time within two minutes, he reached with a shaking hand his glasses, pushing it up his nose.

"Is it true? T-The wounded soldier said that it was a Woman, who struck them all down."

"Y-Yes, it is true," turning my head away from his sight, I continued, „It was a woman." I answered with a light heated face.

Reflecting the scene with the Pirate, I grow excited to follow her. It was hope to see her again. Pictures of her silky stunning hair and angelic face crossed my mind. Never before have I seen such a breath-taking creature as her. Behind that beautiful face was a strong-willed spirit; how she handled her knives during a fight; a skilled brave female with a grace of a Goddess. With the thought of her came the sight of her hands. Blood was dripping off her elegant wounded fingers, an injury I had made with the wielding of my sword. This realisation crushed my calm mood. I had hurt her. But it was a normal reacting, considering the situation: someone had attacked my men and Kingdom. Knitting my brows together, my friendly smile faded. She had threatened the Kingdom making her an enemy of the King. Certainly I was her enemy too. For the time being I needed to distract myself from these reflections; my priority was to track her down along with her crew. Looking at the nervous soldier on my right, I saw him holding the handle of his sword with a shaking hand.

"What is your name?"

He blinked briefly before he could give me proper answer.

"Eduard."

It was silent, except for our fast breaths and the crunching ground before I asked him something I was already aware of his answer.

"How long have you been in the army?"

Eduard panted but did not dodge my question.

"A few months...I had to join the army…" His voice held a certain amount of fear. Maybe he was scared of my reaction towards his reply.

"Do not fear. I know it is quite a difficult situation we are facing, but trust me, inexperience is not a burden. Soldiers without much knowledge of war still have their pure souls that make them human. It can be important in those situations. Besides, I am with you, so your protection is granted."

In place of utter fear, his eyes lit up. Eduard's expression relaxed, giving me a nod.

As we ran, a blurred dark frame came into view. My breath caught in my throat the moment I saw her feet struggling with the quick pace she was walking. Afraid of any other movement, Eduard stopped dead in his tracks. Fear dominated his face; he must have been very shocked by the former news of a woman being capable of fighting four professional soldiers off.

"T-There." He mumbled tensely.

"Even if she is weakened at the moment, I doubt that she will surrender to us." I whispered, observing the female Pirate in front of me. The wind was blowing in our direction, giving us the opportunity to hear her muttering.

"S-Stupid Guar-"

She couldn't finish her ranting as she tripped on the rocky surface. Unfortunately the woman could not catch herself and fell. I hold my breath, watching in horror as her foot made a cracking sound. Under the shining moon, she remained on the ground, clutching her strained ankle.

"Damn…" The wounded female bit her lip.

Without thinking my legs made a few steps towards her, completely caught in trance. Before I did something stupid, I stopped, holding myself back. Eduard must have looked like a gaping fish with his stuttering noises his mouth made after witnessing my unbelievable move. The rustling that had been made by my walking feet startled her. My eyes locked with hers and it must have angered her, because the next move she made stunned me.

"You…" The coldness in her voice was harsh giving my heart an unpleasing pang. An angry aura hugged her frame; her eyes were burning with rage. My arms hang limp besides my body; I was not able to make any move, not even drawing my sword.

From behind, one could here footsteps and I knew it could only be Eduard.

"C-Colonel?"

As if the atmosphere wasn't strange and awkward enough, Eduard's presence created a tenseness one could cut with a knife. She tried to stand up, but struggled with her leg. I finally had found my words again after seeing her suffer.

"Don't p-"

"Shut up you filthy pack." Pointing a bloody finger at me, she was about to attack me but stopped abruptly. And then she started to run away. Again. The pain in her ankle forgotten, the adrenaline was pushing her.

For a few seconds, complete silence was the only interact between me and Eduard; until the latter one broke it.

"W-What has just happened?"

Not a word left my mouth. Rather than giving orders, my mind was working like crazy. Why did I not arrest her? She was the King's enemy; although the blood pressure in my body was still on a high level. Never before had I been in such a situation; I was a fierce warrior on the battlefield, serving for my King and protecting the citizen. Following my heart had never been problematic unto now.

"I-I will call for back up." The soldier behind me quietly informed me and left the oppressing setting.

A sigh left my lips. As a Colonel, my emotions were not my first priority. Hence, following the pirate was the most important mission which I started at that moment.

Her footprints were clearly engraved on the soil between the big stones on the path. Not ten minutes later, her limping movements were at least thirty metres in front of me. Though I was her enemy, my heart was beating like crazy; it was hard for me to watch her suffering during her walk. Three other blurred frames came into view; and one of them seemed to carry something on their back. They first ignored the hobbling female before she shouted out to them and my steps slowed down. Three Pirates – two males and one woman- turned around and faced her, calling her by her given name. Natalya. What a beautiful name. I stopped dead in my tracks as the smallest man of them embraced her happily. It wasn't the fact that he hugged her, but I looked at the "package" of the other female Pirate that was accompanying them.

It was the Prince. They really had the nerve to abduct him. My breath was caught in my throat; it was my duty to save him.

For the time being, I followed them quietly behind all the plants that were growing by the shore. Hoping for the back up to arrive, I saw them going towards a ship which belong to the Royal Marine.

"Oh well, they are deep in trouble, not only for stealing ships but also Princes." I muttered to myself. There was chaos while the crew was packing up for "their" ship. Lots of young faces loaded the vessel, young men who could have fight for the Kingdom, for our land. Still waiting for the king's soldier to arrive, I saw my chance of saving the Prince slipping away second by second.

Chaos dominated the current situation, they had only few minutes to load everything and flee; knowing that the kingdom will declare war on them.

Taking advantage of the turmoil, I sneaked in the scene. It was a miracle that no one had noticed my presence. All the while, my pulse was fast, fearing to be found out any moment. I had long lost sight of the Prince but I had a feeling that he was brought down to the hold[*]. So my mission was to get under the deck. Brown linen blankets were lying in a box near the ship, which I took to cover myself. Being dressed in a hood, my uniform could not attract any attention. Nervously I took the case, pretending to be one of them as I walked on the vessel. Throughout this time I avoided everyone. Even looking them in the eyes would blow my cover.

Unfortunately while I was descending the stairs to get under deck some whispered amongst each other, mentioning that they had seen dozens of guards on the shore. To my horror a few shouted orders in union.

"Set the sails, there are soldiers making their way to us."

Oh no. My pace increased but I came to a halt upon seeing two of the crew in front of me talking to each other.

"We finally have the amulet."

That information made me think and the entire realisation crashed on me. They had been behind the water-amulet the whole time. This would end up in a bloody war.

Loudly I inhaled air, to calm down.

"Huh?" The taller of the pirates looked me up and down, taking a dangerously step towards me.

"Who the hell are y-"

I did not let him finish as I pulled my sword and held it on his neck; a move that would mean his death if I hadn't stopped the sword a bit over his throat. Before I could do anything else, I heard a gun being loaded.

"Put you sword down like right now!"

I did as I was told, turning around to have a better view of my captor.

It was the small blonde man from before. With a frown gracing my face, I stared deep into his green eyes.

"And take off that dreadful hood. Like seriously what kind of fashion style do you have?"

A nervous smirk made its way on his lips when he studied my uniform.

"Lock him up." was the last I heard before I was thrown in a cell next to the unconscious heir of the Kingdom.

[A/N: And the next one :3 I decided to add Denmark and Estonia to the story ~ but they won't play a big role as the others :'). I had written this chapter days ago, but changed it a bit, because I was not so happy with some parts :O. I am aware of the friendship Poland and Liet have in Hetalia, but in this story they don't know eachother and they will befriend each when the time is given :)]

[*] The hold was the room in which prisoners of the pirates were being held.