The predator's new territory. *RusAme*

Away

*America's P.O.V.*

Something is touching me. It's warm and fluffy. Wait. I open my eyes slowly. The thing is a tail. Well if I die then it's my fault. I hug the tail and bury my face in it. The thing the tail is connected to doesn't do anything. I stay like this for awhile then I lift my face so I can see what took me. When I lift my head I they were in front of face.

Out of fear I let go of their tail and backed away. The best way that is. They laugh and start to pet my ears. I'm now sitting. Their eyes are a dull yellow but at the same time it's bright. Thank god I studied predator biology because I can tell their in their feral form and their a boy.

"Little deer you don't talk much do you?"  Shit he wants me to respond doesn't he. America stay strong and don't move. "Hmm. Not all uh? I like that in prey." Shit I must have not responded fast enough!  Wait will happen to me now? "Little deer. What's your name? I'm Russia." He stops petting my ear and I look at him. "I-I'm America. sir" I don't think he heard me say sir. Oh well. He nods. "Fitting isn't it?" I nod. "Well little deer since you knew my gender. Do you know how we get territory out of prey?" I shivered at how he said that. "L-last I remember y-you either keep th-them for a long time or ra-rape them." He begins to pet my ears again oddly soothing. "Right! Now I want more territory now~. But do I look like the type to rape?" I open my mouth but he shushes me.

Wait- how tall is he! I look at the bed. God is it huge. He stops petting me and gets off. He then picks me up. MY GOD HE'S TALL! "M-mister Ru-Russia how t-tall are y-you?" He position me so he could hold me better. "8'6 why?" Oh god he's a big one. Why would something that big want more territory? "Is that too big for you little deer?" I shrug. I don't know if that is or not. I bury my face in his fur.

He walks out the room. I close my eyes. He sits down then places down. I don't think I can walk at all. Maybe that's why he's being nice to me. "Little deer I must warn you. My dad is coming soon." I start to sink in the couch. I try not to think of what will happen when his dad comes but the thoughts keep coming. 'What if he hurts me? What if he hurts mister Russia? What if he-' I feel a hand on my shoulder. I look to see Russia. "Little deer you're not scared are you?" I shake my head. 'I think he knows i'm lying.' "Little deer." He gets really close to my face and grabs my antlers. "You're lying. I can tell." I close my eyes and place my hands over his. I start to try to get his hands off my antlers. Of course I fail. He tightens his grip on me. He's not letting go anytime soon. "L-let go!!" I manage to scream out. I open my eyes to see him.

He's not as close as he was before but he looks mad. I look at his arm. Not to far for me. I bite one of his arms as hard as I can. This time my hands are only in use for making sure his arm isn't going anywhere. "Little deer. STOP IT!" Sure that was harsh but I won't stop until he lets go! I start to see some red in his fur. IS THAT BLOOD?? I stop and he lets go of me. "America." He stares at me with a angry look on his face. He didn't call me 'little deer' I must be in trouble.

(Trouble is the 666 word)

He gets up and goes somewhere. I think in a kitchen or bathroom to get bandages. He comes back. I get in a protective position to block an attack. He grabs an antler and smashes my head in the table. Not in a corner thankfully. He picks me up again and slams my body on the table. This is too much pain. I haven't said anything. No screams, nothing. Just silence. I start to close my eyes. This is my life now huh? Well at least I get a place to sleep.

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OWO more cliffhangers?? He's dead. Jkjkjk. U N L E S S. No no jk. He's alive. (Duh)