"D̷Ȍ̴N̴͒'̵̎T̴̾ ̸̨͑L̵O̴̬̾O̴̫͑K A̸̡̾T̷̆ ̶M̷E" ||Countryhumans x NB! Reader||

C̵̼̮͌̀̈h̸͌ȃ̵͌̉̔p̴̈́͝t̷̙̀͒͝e̵̝͔̻̊͝r̶ ̴̤̱̭̇͋̒1̸̢̒7̶̽̚: Another One Of Those Days

[disclaimer: google translate was used ]

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[Y/N]'s POV

I woke up in a prison cell. It was very dark and there was very little light. I saw Imperial Japan across from me. I scowled at her. I looked around outside my prison cell and saw Third Reich and Soviet Union. I was so confused because I saw Soviet in the forest a couple days ago, but then I realized that he must've been caught, too.
I heard a yelp of fear in the prison cell next to me and recognized the voice immediately. It was Miles.
"I haven't been here for a week and I already want to scream until my throat hurts." I heard Riley say in the prison cell to my left.
"Yeah, same." I responded.
I sat down, criss-cross with my face resting against my hand and my elbow resting against my thigh. I looked at Imperial Japan and saw she was staring at me. This went on for some time until I spoke.
"What?" I asked.
"Hm?" Imperial Japan hummed.
"Why are you staring at me?" I asked.
"No reason." Imperial Japan said, turning her back to me.

I stared at the ground and thought for a moment.
"I just realized how boring and possibly painful this will be." I said.
"Yeah." I heard Soviet reply. "Painful with you and your friends around.." He mumbled, but loud enough for me to hear.
I scowled. "I could say the same." I mumbled.
I got startled by a door opening and a person walking into the room. It was one of the scientists.
"Oh fucking great." I said under my breath.
The 'scientist' walked towards us and looked at Miles, Riley, and I. He smiled. "So.." He said, writing something down on a clipboard. "What are your names?" He asked.
"Miles."
"Riley."
"[Y/N]."
We all replied in monotone voices. The 'scientist' wrote our names down on a clipboard. He then looked up at us, expecting someone to say something.
"Why are we with these fuckers instead of the other actual, not dead countries?" I asked.
"We didn't have enough space on the other floors, so we put you all down here." The scientist said, then sighed after. "We will most likely leave you three alone."
"Are you doing stuff to the countries?" I asked.
"Maybe.." The 'scientist' answered sheepishly.
I narrowed my eyes at him and said "You better not be."
The 'scientist' walked out of the room quietly as I stared at him with hatred in my eyes.

I felt rage boiling up inside me. I wanted to scream, so I did.

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[America's POV]

I heard a scream from the basement where the other non-existent countries were staying. It sounded like [Y/N]'s voice. It sounded like they were angry.
I could tell that they have already gotten tired of this life.

After a little bit, I heard the door opening and closing and a 'scientist' coming in. He looked at us all and said "So.." while he wrote on a clipboard. "America. Come with me." He said, unlocking my jail cell.
I groaned and asked "Are you gonna do experiments on me?"
The 'scientist' sighed and said "Yes, unfortunately for you, it will be a while."
I followed the 'scientist' out of the room and into a room that looked like a doctor's office I guess.
The 'scientist' told me to get on the bed-like chair, so I did.
"Roll your sleeves up." The 'scientist' said. I did as he told and he jabbed a needle that steals blood into one of my veins. I yelped in pain and surprise.
It was in my arm for a while, sucking the blood out of me like a freaking vampire.

Eventually, the 'scientist' pulled the needle out of my arm. He told me I could go, now and lead me back to my prison cell. He locked the door and left me there.

Russia looked at me and said "America, your skin looks paler then usual"
I looked at the red stripes on my arms and said "Oh, yeah I do."
"Did they steal your blood, again?" Russia asked.
I nodded and collapsed on the floor. I felt really lightheaded.

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[Riley's POV]

It was very silent after [Y/N] screamed. We heard them kicking a rock around their prison cell. Across from me was Soviet, who looked very annoyed. He looked more and more annoyed every time [Y/N] kicked the rock.

Eventually, [Y/N] stopped kicking the rock and Soviet calmed down. I could tell they already hated each other. I looked over to Soviet's prison cell and say him laying down and staring at the ceiling. Suddenly, we all heard loud rattling from Third Reich's prison cell. He was rattling the bars and banging on the door.

Soviet looked even more annoyed, now. His eyes snapped open and looked to the direction of Third Reich. After a minute of this, Soviet sighed heavily and yelled "ЗАМОЛЧИ!" [SHUT UP!].

Third Reich shut up after a while.