Warning: 2P!Hetalia, so expect blood and creepy talk.
You were a trade for mastermind Luciano Vargas. An evil man with odd colored eyes and a switchblade hobby for young women. When the law put him out of business with his partners in crime, he had no choice to yield to it or face prison. Since everyone is scared of him, no one dares to kill him. His new hobby of making a "contract", where he keeps a person for a week to be his servant, comes to you when you trade yourself for your little sister's place at Luciano's mansion. But Luciano feels something he never felt before. You are not just one of the girls that he's taken as a servant or killed before. Is this a sickness? Who is this mysterious man whose personality ranges from cold to killer? Will you live to find out?
"What?!" Gilbert yelled. "This is outrageous! Why? Why would he want you?"
Gilbert paced around the kitchen that you all were in. While you and Alfred sat at the kitchen table, Gilbert hadn't sat down once. He was concerned for his friend of nine years.
Both Alfred and Gilbert were like the bigger brothers you never had. You met in elementary school when a bunch of bullies attacked you. They were the kids of thugs that didn't care about your screaming or cries of help to teachers. They beat your hand with a rock. As they bullied you, Alfred jumped on one kid and wrestled him to the ground. Gilbert was on the other side of the playground when he saw Alfred beating up some kids. Realizing what happened, Gilbert went over to help the little boy and girl. Together, they scared off the bullies and got you to the nurse. The skin on your finger had been opened to the point where you could see the bone. You were taken to the hospital for stitches. You became friends with Gilbert and Alfred after that. You called the scar on your finger your "friendship scar", since it was that accident that brought you and your friends together.
But this was no bully. This was Luciano. This was a criminal mastermind who was still alive just because everyone was afraid of him. You didn't know what kind of crimes he commited. Your small pond that you lived in didn't have room for the big bad fish like Luciano, so therefore, you didn't know about him.
"I don't know." You said answered Gilbert's question.
"Can't we go and save you? Like heroes?" Alfred asked. Alfred was always wrapped up in the ideas of super heroes and war heroes. After high school, he wanted to go into the army so he could be a hero himself.
"No." You said. You felt bad. Your friend couldn't help you out of this one.
There was a moment of silence. "You're going to miss the ball
" Alfred said.
Your heart tore at the thought. Bummer
you never got a chance to see if Arthur would ask you out.
"But he'll return you alive, right?" Gilbert asked.
"I think so." You said. "He's just
he's a madman! I don't want to be there."
"But if it will be over soon
" Gilbert shrugged the thoughts off his shoulders. "I don't like this. Not one bit."
"I feel the same way." You said.
"Damn it!" Alfred said. He slammed his fist on the table.
"I-I have to go now
" You whispered. You hugged your best friends and walked up to your room as they showed themselves out.
Your sister ran to you in the hallway and started crying. Your parents just explained what would happen to you with Luciano while you were talking to your friends in the kitchen.
"Don't go!" Lizzie said. Her little hands clung to your shirt and she wept into your stomach, the highest place she could reach.
"Liz, don't cry." You said. You picked up your sister and carried her to your room. "I'll be fine."
You sat on your bed with your sister. It was like old times, where your sister would read you a short stories while you did your homework. You would praise her for the story even though your time for homework went down the drain. You didn't care. Family meant so much more than homework.
"But you won't be here." Liz wailed.
"How about this: you help me pack and I'll help you with your hair for Halloween?" You said.
"Ok." Your sister whispered.
Dinner was quiet. So was everything else. No one wanted to talk about it. As soon as you got upstairs to your room, you collapsed on your bed and broke down. Everything you would leave behind! All the people! What if Luciano lied and you never came back, the last memories you would have would be about living in the ugly yellow and black mansion. You didn't want to go. Never.
"Why is ___________ crying?" Luciano yelled at Chiku.
Chiku didn't even flinch. "Because she is sad."
"Well, go make her un-sad! I don't like it when girls cry! They're so loud." Luciano frowned.
"Don't we have to wait until morning to make contact with her?" Luzifer asked.
"I said tomorrow, not the morning! We take the girl at midnight and let her leave a good-bye note." He got up from the desk. "I need to do something. You can find me in the garden if you need me."
"Yes sir." Chiku said.
You were sleeping soundly when you felt a hand over your mouth. Your eyes shot open and you looked up to see the man in the black military suit look down at you.
"You are coming with us." Chiku said. "Leave a note."