Chapter 1

She felt like she was falling but at the same time she wasn’t. It was almost  as if there was a force holding her up and carefully lowering her down until she could feel something solid beneath her feet. But still the world was covered in darkness a perpetual ringing sounding loud within her ears. But soon those too began to fade and soon she was able to hear and then slowly but surely her eyes began to adjust as well.

The first thing she noticed once she regained her sight was that she was no longer in Arthur’s room. Instead she was standing in someone’s office. “ W-what is this place?” she asked rubbing her eyes as she looked about only to see a rather angry looking short brown headed man with a rather strange mustache. Sitting in a chair…..surround by other men in suits with…..  a large…… black …..swastika with a red back ground on the wall  behind them…. All their eyes trained on the young girl before them some of them blushing darkly or covering their eyes.

Looking back at them (your name) tried to process what was happening and after taking in their reactions, her current surroundings, where she thought she was, and giving herself a once over. (Your name) realized she was probably what they would consider naked or wearing what they would consider improper attire. And given where she though she was (your name) decided a quick and speedy exit would be the best solution. “Oh…..right  then uh this looks pretty bad… uh yeah. I’m just gonna go this way and ….uh we can all just pretend this little altercation never happened” she rambled nervously “ And you probably didn’t understand a word I just said. Hehe um…. no sprechen se Deutsch?” she said backing away slowly until she hit the wall. Then franticly she began looking for a door knob not once taking her eyes off the men at the table.

The second her hand hit metal almost simultaneously the door slammed shut and she was on the other side her hand over heart, knees to her chest hyperventilating  on the floor of the closet. “Ok ok okok we’re ok yeah everythings gonna be fine! Just sitting in a closet in Adolf Hitlers office n-no big deal! I mean what could possibly go wrong?” she asked. “ Oh well lets go down the list shall we… death,death, more death firey death, and excruciatingly painful death…. Ok yep that’s not helping!  Ok  No no! no! No panicing ( your name)!  Plans, plans brain not doom plans ok lets see lets think lets think!” she rambled standing up as she began to pace in circles “ Ok step one don’t die step two  kill Arthur for meddling in the dark arts perfect! No! Ok let’s see supply closet….. A supply closet needs to have supplyie things in it…. ok lets see what we got……” she muttered to herself as she looked through the shelves in the closet. “ Ok so far I have a plunger….that is….useless and then I have a screwdriver which would be great if I were building a book case but this is not the time for…. that…….I really gotta stop talking to myself” she groaned as the door creaked as it opened.

“Oh Ragazza ~ Are you in here?~ asked an Italian? Peaking around the corner ( your name) was met with the sight of a rather intimidating looking man in a brown uniform with head dark brown hair with a strange curl and magenta eyes. Along with a short Japanese man in a black and gold uniform with black hair and red eyes and behind them both was a tall blond headed man with purple eyes and a scar on one of his rather pale cheeks. He was wearing black a cap, black pants a white creamy colored; whether is was actually that color or just dirty no one knew; wife beater and tan trench coat that hung on his shoulders. He seemed rather indifferent to what was happening along with the Japanese man. The Italian on the other hand was completely enthused.

He had a wide grin on his face and small knife in his hand as he began to stalk up and down the isles of the ;surprisingly large;  closet leaving the other two beside the door as he searched. And as he drew closer to her hiding spot (your name) took the closets thing she could find: which happened to be the plunger; and wacked him square in the face with it. Knocking him out cold. Looking at the plunger she just shrugged. I mean plungers who knew?

“Lutz-san, Luciano-san has been gone for a while shouldn’t you check on him?” asked the short black haired man

“If you’re worried about him then you check on him yourself” replied the blonde indifferently

“Very well” he replied as he began to walk down the isles. Once he drew close to where (your name) was hiding he saw the unconscious Luciano. “ Hmm well this is troubling” he stated with a smirk “ Lutz san you should come see this” 

“What is it?” he asked with a sigh as he made his way over to the downed Italian. Upon seeing the Italian unconscious the blond man’s demeanor changed almost immediately as a grin spread across his face. “Well what have we here? “ he asked

“It seems Luciano san underestimated the “Ragazza” as he likes to say” replied the dark haired man with a chuckle.

“Ja he’s not gonna live this down anything soon” stated the blond

“Hai, I agree” replied the black haired man.” Lutz-san why don’t you take Luciano-san to get that bump checked out.  I will return with the girl in a moment”

“Alright but remember the boss said hands to yourselves” replied the blond hefting the Italian over his shoulder.

“I shall do my best” replied the Dark haired man with a smirk as the blond left.

Once the blonde was gone the dark haired man turned straight to ( your name’s) hiding place and smiled “Are you going to come out or do I have to drag you?” he asked. She just stared completely flabbergasted. “Well?” he asked 

“H-how did you know I was here?” she asked coming out of hiding holding the plunger out in front of her as she faced him.

“Quite simply actually” he replied “Your clothing doesn’t exactly blend in”

“Oh… I suppose your right” she replied looking down at herself a slight blush spreading across her face.

“Of course I am now let’s go and leave the plunger you have no idea where that’s been” he stated turning away from her and walking toward the door

“W-what?” she asked dropping her arms to her side

“You do know what plungers are used for?” he asked looking back at her.

“O-of course I do!” She exclaimed indignantly

“Then why are you still holding it?” he asked

“Because it’s all I have to defend myself!” she exclaimed

“If you want to defend yourself I would suggest wearing less revealing clothing and carrying a knife” he replied “Now hurry up I am not patient man”

“N-no” she replied “I-I won’t go with you!”

“Honestly it makes no difference to me whether you go by choice or if I force you. I would prefer not to harm you, but if you do not do as you’re told I will have no other choice. Now this is your last chance.”

“……Fine……I’ll go….. but I’m bringing my plunger with me! And don’t think just cause you’re a ninja or something I can’t Mario I butt! ” she exclaimed storming past him.

“Honestly Americans are so weird” he sweat dropped following her out and back into the main office to see a very uncomfortable looking german staring at the girl who was wearing a strange coat and a very very short short ‘if one could even call them pants’ he though

 “Kuro! I told you to leave her cloths on!” exclaimed the blond man turning red in the face

“I did this is how I found her” he replied in differently as the Italian man came in with a bandage on his forehead.

“So this is the Ragazza that gave me this?” he asked gesturing to the bump on his forehead.

 “Hai this is her” replied the dark haired man

“Does she have a name?” he asked looking her up and down with a smirk.

“I assume she does but I haven’t asked what it is. If that’s what you’re asking” replied the dark haired man.

“This is why you have no luck with Ragazza Kuro. No women wants someone as rude as you~” teased the Italian

“The difference is Luciano-san is that I do not care” replied the dark haired man.

“Then I suppose I’ll ask her myself then~” replied the Italian. “So how about it Bella what’s your name?~”

“Nun ya” replied (your name) crossing her arms and looking away

“Nun ya?” he asked

“None of your business” she replied glaring at him

“That’s really mean Ragazza.” he replied a small pout on his face that was quickly replaced with a smirk as he removed  his knife from his pocket“ maybe I should teach you a lesson~”  

“Luciano.” stated the blonde “We have orders”

“Aw Lutz I was just playing with the ragazza ~” he teased

“I’m sure” he replied “ Besides it’s my country so  I get first dibs”

“N-no one calls dibs on me!” exclaimed (your name) blushing darkly

“Well I just did” replied the blond man with a smirk. “My name is Lutz Beilschmit und unless you tell us how you got here. I’m afraid I won’t be able to let you leave”

“B-but I don’t know how I got here…” she mumbled looking at the ground.

“What was that?” asked Lutz

“I-I don’t know how I got here!” She exclaimed looking at the tall man tears starting to form in her eyes.

“Look what you did Lutz! You made the ragazza cry!” exclaimed the Italian glaring at the german as he snaked his arm around ( your name’s) waist “ Don’t worry Ragazza I’ll make them pay~” he stated with a wink.

“P-please let go of me” replied (your name) a small blush forming on her cheeks.

“I’m afraid I can’t do that Ragazza~” teased the Italian “My name is Luciano Vargas” he said pulling her closer to himself  so that her face was just a hare’s breath from his face. “ And unfortunately for you ragazza you’ve peaked my interest and  I usually get what I want~”

“W-want?” she asked blushing darkly trying to push him away. “L-look dude I’m sure you’re a great guy and all but uh… I’m afraid I have a boy friend!”

“That doesn’t make a difference to me~” he replied pulling her back to him and lifting her chin up so she was gazing into his magenta irises “The fun is in the chase and a taken woman is always worth the chase~”.

Blushing darkly your name pushed the Italian away and back peddled until she accidently ran into someone. Looking over her shoulder she was met with two violet eyes looking back at her. “I think the Katzchen likes me better~” teased Lutz.

“K-katzchen?” asked (your name) bringing a smirk to the German’s face

“You won’t tell us your name” he replied “so I’ll just call you that until you do”

“That not fair Lutz” pouted Luciano “I saw her first”

“My country I get first dibs” replied Lutz wrapping his arms around her.

“That only applies to women from your country! She’s an American!” argued the Italian.

“Luciano-san changing the rules just because you can not get your way is a very childish thing to” stated The Japanese man.

“Fine! Do what you want but I get her next” growled Luciano walking away “I’ll see you later.”

“I will take my leave as well  I have things I must attend to” stated Kuro as he turned to leave “I shall see you soon”

“Aufweidersehen” replied Lutz as the others walked out the door leaving (your name) alone with the rather intimidating german. “ Mein boss wants to have a word with du Katzchen”

“Y-your boss?” She asked

“Ja meine boss” he replied with a smirk

“W-what does he want with me?” asked (your name)

“No idea Katzchen. All I know is that it has something to do with this” he replied holding up the pendant that (your name) had found on the floor of Arthur’s room.

“T-the pendent……” mummured (your name) wide eyed as she reached for it.

“Nein not a pendent a coin. A coin from November  1943 .” He replied pulling it away from her and putting it in his pocket.  “A coin Katzchen that would have been minted maybe not even a day ago but looks like it’s been carried around in someone’s pocket for fifty years or more.”

“W-what does a old coin have to do with me” she asked

“Well Katzchen” he replied leaning down so his face was right next to her ear  elicting a small gasp from the young girl. “You dropped this coin when you appeared out of no where in my boss’ office. Und I may not be the smartest tool in the shed but I know for a fact that a coin doesn’t age like this over night und a fraulein doesn’t just appear out of no where. So that raises the question Katzchen. Who or what are you and where are you from?”

“O-oh”