Tisza

Azumi sighed as she found herself serving tea to Gyöngyi. "It really is real. I've been kidnapped by vampires and forced to be their slave. Ugh, she'd better not make me be her playtoy. I can't stand it when women fondle me... It just makes me feel... so violated," she thought.

"Slave, do remove that baggy shirt so I may gaze upon your cleavage more clearly," Gyöngyi scoffed.

"My name's Azumi," Azumi growled as she tossed off her jacket and shirt, revealing a pair of c-cup breasts covered up by a black bra top.

"Hmm, you may put the jacket back on."

"Ngh, I can't control my body. Why the hell is this happening to me!?" Azumi cried as she put her jacket back on.

"Oh, you certainly have full freedom to flap your jaw however you please. Now for the rest, it depends on my mood. If I feel it, you may have full autonomy over your body, but if not, as Tisza put it, you're running on a set program."

"So I'm a blood robot, great."

"Oh, much more than that. You're now a thrall, so you're undead just like us. As such, even if you were to leap from the tower and splatter yourself upon the ground, you'll regenerate."

"Oh, than how can I off myself?"

"By getting impaled with a special silver stake. Oh, but they're rare, so no need to worry."

Azumi's lips began to twitch. "Smoke... I need a cig."

"Apologies, but no tobacco here. Not like it has any taste anyway."

Azumi began to panic, but soon found that much to her surprise, she didn't have any withdrawal symptoms.

"See, you are a tier above mere mortal, so the confines of tobacco no longer control you. You wouldn't be a perfect slave now if you had to smoke every second of the day, now would you?"

"And am I going to keep being referred to as "Slave" all the time?"

"I don't name my thralls."

"Well I have a name, it's Azumi. Azumi Mokuba."

"And why should I refer to you by it? You're my slave."

"E- Even in the club I was referred to by name... every... ... Rarely..."

"Then all the more reason I keep things simple."

"Ooh, why not call her, "Milch"?" Tisza snickered as she slid in.

"I call her what I call her. Though you are free to nickname her what you choose," Gyöngyi scoffed.

"ALRIGHT! So, um, could I put Milchy to work, Mommy?"

"Hmm? What labors do you wish to have her partake in?"

"A campaign!"

"Ah, then she is yours."

Azumi let out a sigh, but was also a tad relieved, as while she wasn't into politics, she was aware of how political candidates campaigned. "I guess I'll just be holding signs or shouting weird slogans... Better than being here with Bitch master," she thought.

Following Tisza, Azumi was brought to her room, where she was met with stone walls adorned with Hungarian flags and emblems as well as busts of many a historical figures.

"I'm just gonna grab something, then we'll head out," Tisza winked as she dove into the pile of clutter at the room's center.

"You certainly love... Uh, whatever these flags are for," Azumi shrugged.

"Hungary," Tisza scowled as she poked her head out from the clutter.

"Sorry, I don't know much about it."

"Well you should considering that's where we are."

"Huh?"

"The castle. We're proudly situated in Vásárosnamény on the Tisza river, which I'm named for. We also got a villa in Nyíradony for hunting trips." 

"O- Oh, I guess that's why we all have our shoes on indoors..."

"You're a weird one. Anyway, I'm sure you've heard of Atilla the Hun, right?"

"Yeah, the name's not unfamiliar."

"He was my ancestor and one of Hungary's greatest kings. I could tell you way more than the books about him, but the campaign comes first," Tisza sighed as she dove back into the clutter.

"Uh, what exactly am I supposed to do? Hold a sign? Post signs?"

Tisza poked her head out again and put her finger to her chin. "Hmm, think a shirt's better than just carrying around a sign, I'll see if I have extras, hmm, not sure if they're in your size," she mumbled as she dove back in.

Azumi sighed as she found herself unable to move from where she was standing. "Some freedom I have. I'm like a suit of armor forced to just stand and wait until they want to wear me. And what was she saying about not having a shirt in my size!? She implying something?" she thought as she stared down at her chest.

"Eh, can't find the shirts. Oh well, I got what I needed anyway."

Azumi let out a shriek as Tisza emerged from the clutter holding a machine gun in one hand. "Wh- WHAT THE HELL IS THAT FOR!?"

"Um, the campaign? We're gonna take back Transylvania!"

Azumi began to stutter as color vanished from her face.

"Ah, I didn't explain. Sorry. See, back in the day, Hungary used to have lots more territory. So much so that the Tisza river was known as the most Hungarian river due to it being contained entirely within Hungary. Now... other countries claim parts of it. Atilla the Hun is said to be resting under a bank on the Tisza... I ain't gonna rest until all the Tisza's in Hungary again! And so... we're gonna go do our civic duty to make Hungary whole again," Tisza grinned as she grabbed a Hungarian flag on a flagpole and leaped out the window. "Now we fly," she cheered as large bat wings sprouted from her back.

Azumi began screaming as she suddenly felt herself being dragged towards Tisza at a rapid pace. Everything blurred, though mainly due to how fast she was traveling, though she certainly did come close to losing consciousness.

When she finally landed, she found Tisza staring down a group of men.

"Wh- Where did you come from!? And why do you- YOU'RE TISZA HUN!" one cried.

"Yup, and I'm here to take back Transylvania!" Tisza laughed as she waved her hand.

A large black shadow then swirled up from the ground, dispersing a second later to reveal a horde of zombies.

"Now, soldiers of Hungary, reclaim the lands of Hungary!" Tisza proclaimed as she raised the flag up above her head.

The zombies all roared in compliance as some of the men began growling like dogs.

"Oh? The government sent their doggies," Tisza snickered.

The men's eyes bulged with fury as they suddenly turned into werewolves. "Damn Hungarian scum! These lands belong to Romania now!" one shouted.

"Under your current possession, but tell me, where do vampires come from? Transylvania. And what is the Tisza known as? The most Hungarian river. Why? Because it flows through ALL of Hungary! So as a proud Hungarian with the blood of Atilla within me, I'M MAKING HUNGARY WHOLE AGAIN!"

As the werewolves charged, Azumi screamed as she found her body doing acrobats on its own.

"Here, Milch, blast em if they get close," Tisza snickered as she tossed Azumi a rifle with a bayonet on it.

"Where'd you pull that from!?" Azumi cried as she began impaling werewolves with the bayonet.

"It was in my shadow summon. Oh, did you want to go crazy with my baby? Sorry, but this one's all mine," Tisza grinned as she blasted and clubbed werewolves with her gun.

Suddenly, a werewolf bit down on Azumi's arm, ripping it off. Azumi screamed in pain, but to her shock, a new arm grew back in seconds.

"Oh yeah, they bite, but you can just regrow," Tisza shrugged as she crushed a werewolf's skull beneath her shoe.

"I can regenerate now... And if they have rabies!?"

"Eh, you're a thrall, so we just splat you open n' the rabies oozes out before the blood n' skin reform."

"WHY WOULD I WANT TO GO THROUGH THAT PAIN!? I WANNA GO HOME!" Azumi cried as she was forced to fight on.

"We ain't leaving until these lands are back under Hungarian control. Now spin around n' slay em! We only got a few left!"

...

Azumi trembled as Tisza let out a haughty laugh and planted the Hungary flag atop the mountain of corpses she had piled up. "Now these land are back under Hungarian rule! You did your country proud, everyone!"

The zombies all cheered as Azumi began to foam at the mouth. "I just killed a bunch of werewolves... Why are there werewolves? Ugh... Overload," she thought as her consciousness began to waver.

"No passing out yet! We gotta march in to let everyone know we're victorious!"

And so, Azumi was forced to march, still while foaming at the mouth, as everyone marched into town singing various Hungarian folk songs along the way.

"Maybe this is all a dream. Yeah, me flying at turbo speed must be making me imagine things. I'm just holding a campaign sign out on the street, I'm just holding a campaign sign out on the street," Azumi thought as she finally lost consciousness.

...

"Breaking news. In Romania, notorious Hungarian nationalist, Tisza Hun has once again attacked a village within historical Transylvania. She now claims total dominion over said land after defeating local militia forces there, however, the Romanian government refuses to accept it and is instead planning to send their military to reclaim the village," a newscaster stated.

"Hey look at that, we got featured," Tisza grinned as she pointed to a still of her standing atop the mountain of corpses with Azumi visibly off to the side of it.

Azumi began to groan as color vanished from her face. "Ugh, there goes any hope of me having a life after this hell," she thought as she fainted.