Chapter 1: Kidnapped

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Early morning, 5:09, April 16th

"Ugh..." your head aches with pain you've never felt before and your body feels so stiff its like your ties down. Wait- tied down?!? 'SHIT! WHATS HAPPENING?!?!? WHERE AM I!!? WHO-' Your thoughts were cut short when you heard a door open. Your anxiety spikes as you wonder who had taken you. The footsteps you hear are light and quick, belonging to someone with great speed and agility. Although your eyes were closed, the dim light was still too bright. 'Wait... light?' You open your eyes to see that you are in some sort of basement... attic? Safe house? You don't have any clue as to where you are until you see a familiar banner... 'Is this my ex's house?'

"Ah! So you are awake?" You've heard that voice before. China. 'Did he fucking kidnap me?!? Oh that piece of-' "Darling~" that man... China, "I hope you know what I have brought you here for~" if your anxiety wasn't at its hight before, it definitely is now, why did he kidnap you? What is he gonna do? What will happen? You need to call Russia, Germany, America, or LITERALLY ANY OTHER COUNTRY! Panic is rising as you struggle to find an escape route while trying to calm down and it only gets worse as China picks up on your hyperventilating...

Russia's P.O.V.

I have been waiting for over an hour for Эми. I don't know what is keeping her so busy! And I got worried after 10 minutes because she is never this late. With my anxiety rising I give up and call America, he knows things that I don't and that, sometimes, makes me made but I have no choice.

*ring*
...
*ring*
"Hello?
America, do you know where Эми is?
No sorry, I didn't. Have you tried calling her?
Shut up. She could be doing something that she doesn't want me to know and I will respect that.
Russia. I know you're scared, I was too when Texas went missing way back when. I know what you are feeling because I have experienced it before. I am sure she will understand that you were worried and let it go. It's good you respect her boundaries but if she is in trouble, you need to intervene. Okay? Call me back later if she answers or not, alright? Bye Ruski, FLORIDA PUT THAT DOWN! I have to stop one of my kids from shooting themselves by accident!"

And with that, the call ended. Ame is right, she would probably understand. Although I hate admiting when he is right, in situations like this he has the best advice because of the abundance of kids he has. And sometimes, I like it.

Morning-Noon, 11:33 am, April 16th

I called her 5 times and now I am really worried! She usually calls back after 3 times... did something happen to her? Is she dead? Kidnapped? Who would've done it? Britain? North Korea? If anyone touches her, I will FUCKING kill them for it.

*ring*
Please pick up...
*ring*
Please.. you bitch!
*rin-*
"Russia? Did she answer or no?"
"No she didn't. I called 5 times and no answer!" It's not like me to show emotion clear in my voice... but I can't bring up any fucks to give right now...
"Hey, you okay?"
"What the fuck do think, сука!?"
"Hey, it's okay, it's okay. You are handling this really well!"
"Bitch! I don't want praise! I want yo know what to do!!" America might've been taken back at my yelling but I couldn't tell from my side of the call.
"Calm down, calm down. Like I said, you are handling this really well, you just need to calm down"
"CALM DOWN?! CALM DOWN!?!!? MY DAMN SISTER IS FUCKING GONE! I JUST-"
"RUSSIA!" I was taken back. Did America know a secret language that I didn't know about? This is getting weird and overwhelming.
"Just take a deep breath... and let it out okay? Let's start with that before we do anything else."
Even though I just want to find Эми, I can't think clearly and rationally if I am angry. And or worried. Sometimes. Fuck.
*inhale*
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*exhale*
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*inhale*
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*exhale*
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*inhale*
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*exhale*
...

Well... that helped a bit... at least my head is clearer.
"Okay, now, what I need you to do is call her parents, alright? Tell them that you think their daughter is missing and I'll handle the rest. You are not alone in this Russia. You have me. I have been through situations like this before. You just need to be calm and push through. Okay?"
"Okay..."
"And let's not forget Canada, Germany, Poland, Vietnam, Japan. You don't have to deal with this by yourself, love, you have plenty of people to help and comfort you, now go call her mother and father and we will all meet up together at her place, alright? Can you do that?"
America's voice is so calm and collected... its soothing to hear, especially in difficult situations like this... he sure does know a lot, "Да, I can do that... thank you Ame..."
"You're welcome Ruski."

The call ended after that. I still feel worried for her... but, yet again, America's right... and now... that doesn't feel so bad to admit...

"Oh fuck, now I have to call Skylar and Jeremy about their missing daughter... this is gonna be nerve wracking..."

Google translations

Сука, bitch

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