“ Leibe, ”
“ Vake up, liebling. ”
Synnori opened her eyes, pushing the large hand away. “ Jua äwii ” (*Go away), she muttered, burying her face into her pillow. “ I said vake up. ”
Synnori opened her eyes. That wasn't a Russian-sounding accent - it sounded..
She looked behind her to see a silhouette over her, its teeth shining in the moonlight as they smiled widely. “ Ve're going on a little...adventure. ”, they said, “ And you have no choice. ”
Before the Synnorian could make a peep, a cloth was placed over her mouth (and where her nose would be), her vision blurring after some seconds.
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“ I'm being carried..? ”
“ I can hear crickets, leaves rustling...”
“ It feels cold, and—
Synnori yelped as she was tossed onto something soft. She flipped her skirt down as she looked around, her gaze landing on a tall male. Ah yes, Third Reich, or as Synnori calls him; Diskze Mäi (*Dumb b^tch).
“ Hallo, liebling. ”, Reich says, smiling. “ Don't panic, I'm not going to hurt you, unless, of course...”
He retrieved a sharp object, looking at it, “ You give me a reason to. ”
Reich smiled and handed a few papers to Synnori as well as something to write with. “ Ich have a deal for you, Synnori. ”
Synnori rolled her eyes, then looked at him. “ Zet me guess, I have 'no zhoice'? ”, she asks, somehow feeling empty as she spoke to the older countryhuman. Reich nods, a wide smirk growing on his face. “ Clever girl. ”
The German retrieved a flashlight and shone it onto the papers, pointing at a few lines. “ Zign zhese, ”, he says sternly.
“ Or vat? ”, she gave him a tight glare, “ You'll ztab me? Go right ahead! ”
Third remained silent for a while, Synnori unknowingly trembling from fear and nervousness.
Slap.
Synnori placed a hand on her cheek, tearing up, as she looked up at Third Reich. “ I said.... Zign it. ”, he repeated. Synnori sighs and begins signing the papers.
..
“ Good girl. You'll be very helpful with my plans, ”, Reich said. “ ..Zis var, I vill be victorious..”, He whispers, grabbing Synnori's wrist and covering her mouth as he lead her into what looked like an..overly large basement — no. A type of dungeon?
There were so many cells; stained with what looked like blood.
Synnori shuddered at the sight. While walking past one cell, Synnori swore she could see another country curled up, but it was too dark for her to tell. “ Stay here, ”, Reich suddenly spoke up, shoving her into a cell with an open door before shutting and locking it. “ Velcome to your new home, ”
“ ...Synnori. ”
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Oh, gee! I feel like I could have done better on this. :/
Oh right — 4 chapters in two days (yesterday won't count-) >:3
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