Hetalia one shots ;)

2p Russia x reader ~ Out of One Hundred

Theme: Hold My Hand

Master 2p Russia x Prisoner Reader

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"Right here" Viktor said strictly.

You were a prisoner. You had been for almost a year. Today, you were being relocated to another cell. This one was beside your masters room... Viktor Braginsky. You were chained by your wrists, which were behind your back. Your face was full of cuts, bruises, and dirt. You were being pulled by Viktor's assistant, Xiao Long.

You were thrown to the cold cell ground. Xiao then chained you to a post in the small cell. The cell was about the size of a small bathroom. Every time you were relocated, the room got smaller. It was like you were down rated, but there was a catch. Every time another girl was captured, Viktor inspected her. If she didn't live up to his expectations, they got rid of her. Now, it was only you. You were the only girl left.

"Listion sunflower, we will be relocating. Out of over a hundred girls, I chose you to stay with me forever" Viktor told you.

You're eyes widened. Out of a hundred girls... They chose me.

"I won't be going with you two. I've got my own business to attend to" Xiao said.

He then nodded to Viktor and left. You pushed yourself off the ground and kneeled down. You're face was full of determination, but your eyes were full of fear. You started pulling yourself forward roughly. Your neck started to ache and you started to feel your airways close up, but you didn't care. You just wanted out. Viktor watched you struggle. A small smirk crept onto his face. He chuckled every time you winced or yelped.

"This is why I like you -yourname-." His voice was harsh.

You stopped struggling and stared up at his face. You studied his features. Sure, he kidnapped you, but he was good looking. You had come to hate his guts, but he was just so damn handsome. He stared down at you.

He then kicked you onto your side. You winced and glanced up at him with an annoyed expression.

"Don't look at me for too long" he muttered.

He walked over to the post and took your chains. He then pulled the chains up, and forced you to stand. You're aching body was hunched over. You had only a small pair of black shorts on, and a ripped black T-shirt. The sleeves were ripped right off, and the bottom was ripped so the shirt was cropped. Everyone could see your bones rubbing against your torso.

"Now, wash up" he said.

He took a towel out of his jacket pocket and threw it to you. You barely caught it. It fell right on the tip of your fingers. It was cold and wet. You gave him a confused look.

"Just do it. I want you to look presentable. I need you to look normal" he hissed.

You nodded and lifted the towel to your face. Your hands were shaking as you placed it on your face. You wiped your cheeks and forehead, when Viktor grabbed your thin wrist.

"That's enough" he scolded.

He ripped the towel out of your hand. You stumbled over and fell backwards. He sighed and walked out of the cell, closing the door.

You crawled over to the corner of the room. You sat down and sprawled your legs out on the dark floor. You sighed and tilted your head up, looking at the ceiling.

The cell door opened again and you jolted to your feet, using the wall to support your weak bones. Viktor walked in and slammed the door shut. The vibrations made you walk backwards and you leaned against the wall.

"Just put these on..."

He threw you a long, oversized, black hoodie with a pair of black leggings. He then placed a pair of black boots near the entrance. He walked out again and closed the door, back against the bars.

You sighed and took off all of your clothes and put the new ones on. You placed your dirty feet into the boots. This was the first time in a year that you had changed out of those rags. When you were done, Viktor threw a black elastic into the room.

"Fix you're hair..." He sighed.

You took the elastic and put your hair in a messy bun. You pulled your baby hairs out of the bun to make it more messy. Viktor looked through the bars. You looked at him for his approval.

"You look good enough, let's not waste any time" he declared.

You nodded and walked into the dark and dirty hallway. He pushed you so you were in front so he could see you at all time. The truth was that you were looking for an opportunity to escape. This would be perfect. The only problem was that you were scared and weak. He might look for you and eventually kill you. You LSO had nowhere to go.

You Finally got to the door. You waited for Viktor to catch up. He held onto the brass door handles.

"Now, stay by me" he warned.

You nodded and swallowed. This was it. The first time in a year that you would have gone outside.

He pushed open the door and you stood in awe. You had no idea where you were. It looked like a city, but it kinda looked old fashioned.

"Hold my hand..." He murmured.

What? You were supposed to run while he lead. This changed everything. The thought of you being set free made you lose common sense.

"O-okay... " you agreed sadly.

You took his gloved hand into yours. It radiated heat, just from his touch. This made you shiver, but you felt a sense of comfort. What were you thinking? This man was your kidnapper.

He pulled you though the streets. You passed by others, who smiled at you. You were so tempted to smile back, but you were scared of what Viktor would do to you. You finally arrived at a small apartment. You finally let go of his hand and walked inside the room. You herd the door slam shut and you were pushed against the wall forcefully.

"Now you are mine forever" he whisperd into your ear.

The comfort vanished.

You shivered and looked up at him.

This was you rfate... No matter what plan you thought of, he was one step ahead.

You were never going to leave

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