There are three type of people in this world.
Humans, Angels, and Demons.
Angels take a more human appearance so they aren't feared. They have Dream Scouts who help humans have a good nights sleep.
Demons have a wide variety of looks, not caring about if they're feared (or specifically wanting to be feared).
Humans are, well, humans.
The angels are ruled over by Britain (who also claims to rule several human kingdoms).
The demons are ruled over by the Demon King. No one other than his family knows his name.
*America*
I change into the casual scout wear. Britain doesn't want me going into the Sleep Realm, but I don't listen.
I wear these clothes so I won't be recognized.
I open a portal, and find myself wandering around dreams.
After a few hours of wandering, I find myself in a dark dream. I can feel demon magic everywhere.
I try to go back, but I can't. I don't have anything to fight with if I have to.
I shouldn't stay in one place.
I walk around, making sure I won't make too much noise. The more I walk, the stronger the demon magic gets.
I see someone, and I stay hidden. Wait.. Thats Russia. The oldest demon prince.
I back up. I can't get caught by him. I'll die.
I trip over something, landing in a bush.
I feel something wrap around my ankle and I get pulled over to Russia.
I get held upside down. Russia looks at me.
I'm shaking. "No I- I didn't mean- I don't know how I even got here!"
He crosses his arms. "You were sent here."
"I-"
I get dropped by whatever was holding me up. I hit my head on the ground. "Ow!"
Russia goes to grab my shirt collar, but I quickly sit up and hide in my wings. "No!"
Russia is quiet. After a few minutes, I peek out at Russia. He's looking at me, but he hasn't moved closer.
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Tales of Crazy: RusAme short stories
AcakThe title is pretty self explanatory. *+*Warnings*+* •swearing •they're all at least 1000-2000 words at least. sometimes more (maybe one or two will be less) •there are mentions of, or actions of abuse sometimes •that's about all for now