This is not historically accurate. Please try and correct me about any events that includes an event that has not happened, and you want it to happen.
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☭3:28AM, Saturday 2nd March 1991 – United Nations building☭
America was in the UN building trying to locate where Russia was. He was angrily scolding his workers as they tried their hardest.
"Sir, we're trying! And why do you even want to help USSR? This is a great advantage- "
"This boy is the future of our Nation, everyone's Nation! He holds the Nukes, the bombs, the information, everything! We. Need. Him. Alive." America excused, though he had a completely different reason for trying to find Russia.
"Y-Yes Sir!"
America grumbled, as he looked at the huge screen.
He hoped that psycho wasn't doing anything with Russia.
☭4:31AM, Saturday 2nd March 1991 – A house☭
Russia yawned, noticing 'Love' wasn't there.
He got up and removed the blanket and blindfold, he noticed that the door was open...
He could escape!
Or this could be test or even a trap.
"L-Love?" He called out.
Silence.
He looked round the house and noticed 'Love' was gone. He quickly went to his room and put his old clothes ack and left the house.
It was house alone, in a field.
When he opened the door, he tripped over something and an alarm went off. He panicked and kept running, through the plain fields, he could see a fence in the distance that led to a road.
He kept running, till he climbed over the fence and on the side of the road. He could see, it was a few miles away, but building and roads that led to the main square of the town.
He kept running and didn't know car trailing behind him, he was panting too much and hearing his own heartbeat, as well as his thoughts, his hope to freedom.
It pulled over beside him and before he could even turn, he was knocked out...
☭7:18AM, Saturday 2nd March 1991 – A house☭
Russia woke up, tied, blindfolded and gaged to the chair again.
Immediately, his felt someone grab his face.
"Russia. You're going to be mine. And I'll make you mine. I'll make sure of it.Just tell me... Why did you want to leave?!" 'Love' shouted, taking the gag of for a minute.
"I-I-I was-was loo-looking-g fo-for yo-you" Russia stuttered, crying in fear.
"Fucking pathetic ass Liar!" 'Love' snapped, putting the gag back on him and tipping the chair down.
Russia was still tied up but not to the chair. He let out muffled begs, before feeling a knife scale his neck.
"You what! If you're dead you won't leave me!" The man psychotically laughed; Russia let out more pleas for mercy, the man let the gag off, to hear his screams..
"P-Please, any-anyth-anything! Jus-Ju-just na-name it, I-I'll d-do it!" He cried.
"Anything? Typical. You're staying here, no food, no water, till tonight, I'll take the ropes off and the blindfold, but when you hear the door open or when I'm here you keep it on. Okay?" The man laughed.
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Ngẫu nhiênRussia is put in a desperate situation, with the school musical/play starting and a psycho stalker in love with him, he goes to Canada, his science partner, for help. And that's where America is assigned as his bodyguard. And What if Russia realised...
