[Table Challenge]-Claim: Hungary-Table: Genre/Prompt: Horror
Title: Lonely Suffering
Author: DarkSeraphim28
Claim: Hungary
Character(s): Hungary, Romania, Surprise Character
Table/Prompt: Genre/3. Horror
Word Count: 544
Rating: G
Summary: Our greatest fears sometimes come back to haunt us...
With a scream, Hungary swung her sword with all of her strength. The blade sliced through the foul little imp like a hot knife through butter, separating the head from its body. She didn’t wait to see the body collapse to the floor. Instead she kept on running, panting from the exertion that she was putting her body through. She had to get out of there and fast. She could see the shadows moving and coalescing around her, racing across the walls and floor to chase after her. She could only just barely outrun them, desperately trying to ignore how they tried to grab at her heels. The sounds of following demons and imps only spurred her onward, forcing her to forget her body’s fatigue. But she could only do it for so long, and she could feel her body start to give out.
But…wait, yes! There it was! The door! With tears in her eyes she forced her body to give out one last burst of speed and raced for the door, grabbing it by the handle and yanked it open. Without a second to spare she dived through it, pulling the door closed behind her. Almost immediately the sounds stopped and the shadows ceased their pursuit. She was safe at last.
She collapsed onto the floor, panting to take in much needed oxygen. Her body was exhausted from the running and fighting she had done. In her mind she cursed that damn bastard Romania. She had come over to his house on his request, on a gesture of goodwill. Things had gone well enough, until the bastard locked her in the basement and set loose those…things. Horrible, monstrous creatures she had only seen in her nightmares…all with the intent on tearing her to pieces.
But she was safe now, and when she got her hands on Romania she was going to tear him to-wait…what was that noise?
Hungary tried to stand, but her body was just too overtaxed and exhausted. She couldn’t move a muscle, and her sword was lax in her grip. She tried to force her body to respond, but her muscles just became heavier until she found herself flat on the floor. Angry, Hungary struggled against the mysterious force that held her to the floor, trying not to panic. What was happening!?
She slowed her struggles when a shadow appeared above her, its source chuckling maliciously. “So…you escaped my little pets…did you?” The hissing made Hungary’s hair stand on end. But there was something strange about the voice. “Oh well…that just means I get to play with you myself…”
Then suddenly it hit her. That was not Romania. And the shadow was too large and tall for it to be the scary nation. It could only be…no…no it can’t…slowly she looked up, her wide eyes meeting dark violet ones. The figure above her smiled darkly, his chuckle making her blood freeze.
“Now we have fun…like old times, da?”
Hungary’s screams echoed through the house for hours…never seeming to end. Romania huddled in a corner of his small, dark room as he tried to ignore them. Tears silently fell from his eyes. He hadn't wanted to do this...not to someone like Hungary...but no one said no to the Soviet Union...
Author: DarkSeraphim28
Claim: Hungary
Character(s): Hungary, Romania, Surprise Character
Table/Prompt: Genre/3. Horror
Word Count: 544
Rating: G
Summary: Our greatest fears sometimes come back to haunt us...
With a scream, Hungary swung her sword with all of her strength. The blade sliced through the foul little imp like a hot knife through butter, separating the head from its body. She didn’t wait to see the body collapse to the floor. Instead she kept on running, panting from the exertion that she was putting her body through. She had to get out of there and fast. She could see the shadows moving and coalescing around her, racing across the walls and floor to chase after her. She could only just barely outrun them, desperately trying to ignore how they tried to grab at her heels. The sounds of following demons and imps only spurred her onward, forcing her to forget her body’s fatigue. But she could only do it for so long, and she could feel her body start to give out.
But…wait, yes! There it was! The door! With tears in her eyes she forced her body to give out one last burst of speed and raced for the door, grabbing it by the handle and yanked it open. Without a second to spare she dived through it, pulling the door closed behind her. Almost immediately the sounds stopped and the shadows ceased their pursuit. She was safe at last.
She collapsed onto the floor, panting to take in much needed oxygen. Her body was exhausted from the running and fighting she had done. In her mind she cursed that damn bastard Romania. She had come over to his house on his request, on a gesture of goodwill. Things had gone well enough, until the bastard locked her in the basement and set loose those…things. Horrible, monstrous creatures she had only seen in her nightmares…all with the intent on tearing her to pieces.
But she was safe now, and when she got her hands on Romania she was going to tear him to-wait…what was that noise?
Hungary tried to stand, but her body was just too overtaxed and exhausted. She couldn’t move a muscle, and her sword was lax in her grip. She tried to force her body to respond, but her muscles just became heavier until she found herself flat on the floor. Angry, Hungary struggled against the mysterious force that held her to the floor, trying not to panic. What was happening!?
She slowed her struggles when a shadow appeared above her, its source chuckling maliciously. “So…you escaped my little pets…did you?” The hissing made Hungary’s hair stand on end. But there was something strange about the voice. “Oh well…that just means I get to play with you myself…”
Then suddenly it hit her. That was not Romania. And the shadow was too large and tall for it to be the scary nation. It could only be…no…no it can’t…slowly she looked up, her wide eyes meeting dark violet ones. The figure above her smiled darkly, his chuckle making her blood freeze.
“Now we have fun…like old times, da?”
Hungary’s screams echoed through the house for hours…never seeming to end. Romania huddled in a corner of his small, dark room as he tried to ignore them. Tears silently fell from his eyes. He hadn't wanted to do this...not to someone like Hungary...but no one said no to the Soviet Union...