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Blood sprays across the pure white snow,
Mumffled gasps and strained screams filling the chilling air.
The sickle running down pale skin,
Leaving more of the crimson liquid to spill out and over onto the frozen Earth.
The hammer tossed to the side awhile after disabling the Chinese man of movement.
"R-Russia!" The raven haired man yelled his eye sight blurry as blood from his forehead,
Seeped into the now dull chocolate orbs.
The light blonde haired man above him only chuckled at the pleas.
"It`s not fair is you get to brand me Yao-Yao, If I can`t do the same to you..."
The man`s lips curled up in the most horridly innocent way possible,
His words referring to the stars burnt into his chest.
The Russian dragged the sickle across his skin harder,
Pushing it into his organs.
"A-AH!" China screamed blood gargling in the back of his throat,
A hot unbearable pain coursing through him,
Sending his eyes to roll back into his skull and his mouth to cough blood onto himself.
Again the Russian smiled he enjoyed seeing the small nation in pain,
The way his red blood would spatter,
He understood why the Chinese man saw the color as a great symbol.
"Little Yao-Yao is so pretty drenched in red..."
China tried to struggle, but his arms had been smashed by the hammer,
It was impossible to get away,
Though when half his mind though about it,
Was it really that bad to resist it?
But those thoughts quickly turned away by reasons,
And the fact the more Russia saw him drift into his own world...
The more pain was inflicted.
"You`ll stay with me forever won`t you, da?"
Russia asked running his cold, ungloved fingertips over the Chinese man`s beating heart.
"It`s mine, da?"
China didn`t answer, he was too busy breathing heavily.
Russia didn`t like that.
He dug his fingers into China`s chest,
His entire hand going through at one point,
Destroying the chest cavity and ripping out the Chinese male`s heart.
Blood spattered violently all over the two,
Russia finally holding it in his hand, next to his smiling face.
"...A souvenir of our partnership... da?"
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