Arthur slowly opened his eyes, surrounded by darkness. Upon hearing a low chuckle from the other side of the room, he tried to get up and run but discover's he was tightly chained up and he had a gag over his mouth. "W-What the bloody hell is going on?" He thought to himself but didn't dwell on it too long because a light snapped on. Although he was grateful that he had a source of light, it wasn't very bright...
It smelt like death in the small, plain room. He wanted to throw up but prevented himself from doing so... Arthur heard footsteps approaching him so he looked up. His eyes widened. What the fuck was Alfred here for and... holding a chainsaw? "I swear to god if this is some bloody kinky attempt to turn me on, its not working..." he thought to himself whilst looking into Alfred's eyes. Those eyes- they didn't look like the sweet childish eyes that Alfred normally had, his eyes in fact literally screamed murder... "Now, now" Alfred said with a voice that sounded almost... Psychopathic. "You look like a terrified little child!"
Arthur's eyes widened and his heartbeat quickened yet much to his surprise Alfred knelt down next to him, slowly took off the gag and lightly kissed him... After a few minutes of kissing him, Alfred stood up and that murderous expression returned to his face. "Now, do I either kill you quickly... Or give you a slow, horrible, painful death? Decisions, decisions..." That didn't sound like Alfred at all, he was acting so different to the sweet man he loved. What had happened to make him be like this? Whilst deep in his thoughts, Arthur became oblivious to the fact that Alfred had turned the chainsaw on.
Unfortunately for Arthur, he didn't know that death was only a few minutes away... He felt a sharp cutting pain through his leg and was left shocked after realising that Alfred had practically severed it off. "Wha-What are you doing Alfred? That's hurting me!" Alfred grinned widely and turned the chainsaw off, running his finger lightly up the blade and licking Arthur's blood off his finger.
Alfred turned the chainsaw back on and lifted it high above his head, leaving Arthur only a few seconds to scream before the chainsaw made impact and everything went black...
I died by the hands of someone I love... Why did you do it Alfred? What did I do wrong?
R.I.P Arthur Kirkland...
Or so we thought.