Disclaimer: "Hetalia" is copyright of Hidekaz Himaruya

[Please note none of the events here are related to History whatsoever. And yes, there will be blood…gore and blood…beware.]

Hetalia: Bound By Chaos

Chapter 00 – Prologue

He couldn't move…

He couldn't see…

But he could hear her giggling maniacally from across the room.

"Ah! No!" he heard Alfred beg, his quite frantic thrashing signaling he's being dragged along the floor. What he heard next was the sound of clanging metal – without guessing he could tell that country was being chained securely; footsteps shuffled back towards his direction.

'What is going on!' Arthur pondered, his mind racing as it played back the recent events that occurred since his sister's arrival.

His blood ran cold as he heard a blood-curdling scream; tears soaked the blindfold as he recognized that familiar French voice pleading, "Non! S'il vous plaît! Arrêtez ça!"

Translation: No! Please! Stop that!

"There's nothing you can do, Brother…" she purred, "I've already made my choice. Whose side will you be on?"

"Even when you're handing us over to Death, you never give much choice…" he muttered.

"Death has chosen me; spared my soul," she added, trailing a dagger's cold edge to the Englishman's neck, "And in return, I offer him fresh souls in my place."

"I doubt you still have yours," England growled once more, "Because you have no heart to pair it with."

[(2013-10-18) This is a completely re-vamped version – reason being the original plot is not turning out well and I decided to start fresh; updates on my in-progress stories are still going, so please be patient…and I know some of you are on edge waiting for updates to Camp Sanguine…]