(A/N: So I got an idea for a sequel to Nightfall. Enjoy~)
You slowly opened your eyes, or at least, you thought you did. It was still pitch black when you opened them though, so you weren't so sure. On top of that, you were numb, so you couldn't really feel anything over your eyes. "
Am I still dreaming?" you murmured to yourself. A familiar laugh came from in front of you, but it sounded a bit more distant than 5 feet away. "This is no dream, doll," the equally as familiar voice said, a singsong tone in the last word or so. You frowned. Not HIM again.
"You're right. This is a nightmare."
He grinned to himself, amused at your reaction. "Well, that's not very nice
" he said teasingly, walking over to where you were and slowly circling it, but the only way you could tell this was how his voice changed as he walked. "Yeah, well, YOU'RE here, which makes it a nightmare," you countered, "and I'm not planning on being polite either, Al." He mockingly clicked his tongue.
"Last I checked, YOU were MY captive. And in my eyes, I think it'd be wise to get on my good side," he said, standing in front of you and kneeling so he was eye level with you. "I doubt the sedative has fully worn off if you can't tell." You tilted your head a little bit in confusion, processing what he just said. "Can't tell what?" you asked, suspicion making itself known in your voice. "You'll see in a little bit. You probably couldn't feel it if I slapped you in the face right now," he replied, waving his hand in a dismissive manner, not that you could see anything.
You waited in silence a few seconds then you felt something. There was some cloth on your face, more specifically over your eyes. "YOU BLINDFOLDED ME?!" you demanded, glaring and hoping that he could somehow tell that you were. "That's not all," he said, mockingly excited. Then you felt it slowly coming to you. There was rope tied tightly around your wrists and ankles and the rough material was digging into your skin, leaving red marks with each passing moment.
My hatred for you at the moment knows no bounds," you muttered angrily, scowling. He lightly chuckled. "Don't be like that, babe," he said, still in front of you, but he held your chin gently before slipping the blindfold down to where it rested around your neck. Now he could see the fire within your __[eye color]__ eyes for himself. You pulled back from his touch, shaking your head with your __[hair color]__ hair moving around a little bit. "You're cute when you're angry~" Al chuckled. "Oh really? Then I'm about to get pretty damn adorable," you hissed back, but this only caused him to laugh more.
"You're not gonna get away with this. America will come looking for me!" you said, knowing America well enough to know that he liked you. You sort of returned the feelings but were a bit too shy to really tell him about it. Sadly, it wasn't just him that attracted you, but also his looks. And since Al was his look-alike, you couldn't help but find HIM attractive too. Al grinned, laughing again. "I don't think you'll have to worry about Alfred anymore, darling," he said, a hint of insanity behind the crimson eyes obscured by sunglasses, and he seemed to be sporting a black eye as well. Your eyes widened with the fear of the worst as soon as you took in what he said. "D
?" you asked, stuttering, trying to keep the thought out of your head.
"No, no, I didn't want to attract the attention of even MORE police, see?" he assured you. "Maybe you'll remember later on. Or within the next few seconds," he said, holding out a half-eaten cupcake. You looked on in confusion before you began to piece together exactly how you ended up there.