Where the hell am I?

I woke up in a wet and dark place. Not somewhere you 'wanna be, if 'ya know what I mean.

To make it worse, I was in chains. No, not jewelry. Even though that would be hell to be wearing it. Especially if that bastard Prussia saw me in it. And I don't really look like a million bucks on how I woke up. My hair was down, my tunic was torn-Gah! And my sword is missing! Damn it!

I wriggled around trying to get up in my chains to looked for my sword. Oh right, I forgot, I was in a dungeon. Of course whoever chained me up was not going to HAPPEN to leave my sword somewhere where I could REACH it. But of course, I saw it. laying on the ground on the other side of this cell. Bastards.

"Keep it down in there will ya!" A voice yelled. Must be the prison guard. Oh I will keep quiet alright!

I rattled my chains and hit them against the wall. The guard came stomping in-a fat guard. Brilliant. Or how 'Awesome'. But that's Prussia's term.

"I told you to keep it down, little brat! You better be lucky the boss wants you alive! Or you'd be leav'n this world and meeting the Maker."

"Would you kill me by sitting on me?" I asked slyly. I love giving people a charge.

"You little-!"

"Hey! The boss wants to see the prisoner now!" Another guard shouted.

The fat guard cursed under his breath and pulled a key out to unlock my chains and leave me the shackles on my wrists. He shoved me out of the cell. "Get move'n you brat!"

I was lead up the stairs, if I tripped the guard would kick me. Then we passed by some prisoners giving me a grave look. Some looked like they had been here for a billion years! But they gave me looks of pity. Since I am just a kid! We went through hallways that took a million hours to get through, we went up some more stairs, and more hallways, I thought my legs were gonna fall off!

'Till finally, I actually saw daylight. Was my dungeon down in the center of the earth or something?

"In here brat."

I'm guessing my new name was Brat. Do they give all the prisoners names? I must be special.

Two guards standing at two large doors with colorful mosaic opened and in the room was a throne. the room was large enough to fit 3 kingdoms having 48,000 troops and their horses each! And any noise would be echoed. Even if you blinked there would be the flutter sound.

I was shoved into the room and kept walking towards whoever was on the throne. I couldn't make out the face, maybe the person didn't even have a face. Wait! Why was I held prisoner in the first place? I must have been fighting someone...

It's not like me to forget!

And then I remembered.

The person on throne. Wearing red, with a mask to hide his face. (must be ugly.)

I hissed, "Turkey."

"Ah, I thought the famous Hungary was a male... I didn't know he was actually a she." Sadiq said, "Well, doesn't that change everything."

I know under the stupid mask, he was stupidly smiling. Wait no, he had a creepy and stupid smile. I think that would fit him. I mean, he must have a stupid face. and he is stupid. Who the hell dresses in red and wears a bulky hat. Is he planning on being a snake charmer? No wait, he is a snake.

"Aren't you going to answer?" Sadiq asked.

"Answer what?" I asked. I wasn't paying attention.

"I was planning on having you trained to fight for my country..." Sadiq leaned down. "But you and I both know, women aren't allowed to fight."

I bit my lip. If he let out my secret. I could get in serious trouble. I had already slipped my secret with Prussia when that 'perv stuck his hands on my chest. I know I traumatized him, so I guess it was worth it. But I'm curious on why he hasn't told anyone...

"So, what do you suppose I do with you? It would be a waist to let you leave, when I had all the effort to capture you..."

He stood up and walked towards a window. "So I guess I'll just have to keep you in this country as a guest."

"Well your invitation is declined bastard. There's no way I would want to stay here." I spat.

"It wasn't an invitation." He turned and faced me. "You will be staying in my country, you are not allowed to pass through my countries borders. You try to escape-Well, you'll find out."

"You're letting me roam through your land freely? What the hell?"

"You'll be under my reign. And have to stay in this palace. You are stuck in just this palace borders until you will understand and respect me as your ruler. Then you are allowed to 'roam about.'"

"Then I guess I'll be here forever!"

"Good."

I was about to pounce on him but the guards grabbed my arms and pulled me out of the room and lead through more hallways.

I tried pulling away from them but they had strong grip.

I was pulled up many stairs and through halls. We were moving upwards.

When finally they threw me into a room and slammed the door. I got up and ran towards the window, I was to high to jump and land safely, and the walls of the palace seemed to slippery to climb down.

I was shocked to see I was given a bedroom. It looked nice also. But I won't except his 'generous' offer. I'd rather die!

I walked over towards the bed and poked it. It felt soft and comfortable. Some that would eat me while I have peaceful slumber.

But no! I am a prisoner! I will be treated like a prisoner! I crawled under the bed onto the cold, cold floor.

Do my people know I'm gone? What about my friends? I am going to find a way to get out of here. I'll just... Figure it out...Tomorrow.

And I drifted off to sleep.

I know...I know what you're thinking. This is weird. Well I know at one point Hungary was under Turkish power. And a friend wanted me to make a story for her about it.

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