Gutentag! It's me! Umm... I worked hard on this chapter and thank you to Lunatic Glare for the idea. Um...I own nothing but my ocs, and let's just get on to the chapter, shall we?

Chapter 3: In Jail?

When morning came, I swore a bugle was sounding and I jumped up. "What the…" I started. Then I realized, I was not in my bed. Or in my own clothes. Or in my own house. Needless to say—I screamed.

Italy ran in and I was still freaking out. "Mitchie, what's wrong?" He asked.

"I forgot I'm in this world…" I said, once I calmed down.

"Well, come on. Germany, Prussia, and Japan are waiting. We have breakfast waiting for you." Italy said, grabbing my hand. I smiled and raced Italy down the stairs to the breakfast table. I guess Italy really didn't hear what I said, or didn't think anything of it. That's good.

When we got there, I smiled as I saw one of my favorite meals: bratwurst with pasta! I immediately sat down, next to Prussia. I really hadn't thought about it when I sat down, but I was happy here. I looked for some spices and, when I found none on the table, turned to Germany. "Germany?"

"Ja?" the blonde haired, blue eyed nation said, turning to me from the kitchen.

"Are there any spices in there?" I asked. Without normal Italian herbs, I wouldn't be able to eat it.

"Nein." Germany said. I pushed the plate away slightly. "Eat. You'll need it for training. After all, if you are who you say you are, then you'll need to eat."

"That's the thing." I said, without thinking. "I'm not from this time, I'm far more advanced."

"Ve~?" Italy asked. That's when I realized what I said.

"Dang it…" I whispered as I turned around. This was not going as I had originally hoped. "Guys…I can explain, I'm…"

"Mitchie." Prussia interrupted. "You've got to tell them."

"Tell us what, exactly?" Germany said, crossing his arms.

"I'm…not from this time. Or this world." I said, sighing. Japan was the first to react, drawing his katana. Immediately I knew what he was going to do, without him even saying so. "No! Don't kill me!" I said, backing up.

"Then, we will throw you in jail. Prussia will look after you, so you won't escape." Germany said.

"Ve~… I'm confused. Why is it so bad that she's not from here?" Italy said.

"Because, Italy…I can change what is to happen." I said, before Germany grabbed my wrist, taking me into what he called jail, and what America would call a torture chamber.

(Time Skip)

Hours had past. I had no clue exactly how long I was here, or if anyone was even around. Sighing, I began to sing softly. "S.O.S. please someone help me.
It's not healthy... for me to feel this way
Y.O.U. are making this hard,
I can't take it, see it don't feel right
S.O.S. please someone help me
It's not healthy... for me to feel this way
Y.O.U. are making this hard
You got me tossin' and turnin' and can't sleep at night…" It was soft, and slow, but it was Rihanna's SOS (Rescue Me). I used to sing it all the time when I was scared, or feeling trapped. Now I really was feeling trapped and I am scared. Then, I heard a clang, followed by the voice of my best friend.

"No way are you leaving my sorella in there, you big potato idiotas." No freaking way! It was a rescue mission!

"In here! Let me out!" I said, banging on the hard, steel door, until it opened and standing there was the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland (otherwise known as England), along with my best friend and America.

"Come along, now, Miss Margaret." England said, holding his hand out to me. He seemed stiff, but rather nice. "We've come to rescue you."

"Thank you." I said, taking his hand, and stepping out of the cell. Then I ran over to my crazy best friend, Maria. She's a brown haired, brown eyed girl who's Italian and she totally kicks butt. All the time.

"Mein Gott, sorella… You are crazy." I said, laughing softly. I hugged her.

"I know, but once Prussia sent word to us, we had to come. I'd like you to meet-" She started, but then America interrupted.

"I'm the HERO, America!" he said, along with his signature laugh. I rolled my eyes.

"Mitchie." I said, then I turned to England. "I'm going to deal with you and France later." That made England squirm a little, but it made me laugh.

I turned to Prussia, who had been standing in a corner. "Thank you." I said.

"It's no problem, mein Königreich. I just wanted you safe. Safer than you were going to be." He answered, looking at me.

"Come with us. And don't call me your kingdom again. I may be the princess, but that was so far into the future." I said.

"I can't come." Prussia answered, turning away from me. I grabbed his hand, feeling a spark.

"Please." I said. He sighed.

"I'll meet you outside." He said, with a soft smile.

"Great." I said. Then we headed outside.