Italy was sitting in basically a throne. His legs stretched out in front of him. He leaned his head in his hand his elbow on the arm of the throne. "SEALAND! Get over here you little runt!" He yelled at Sealand. Sealand jumped when he was yelled at but ran over to Italy getting down on his hands and knees quickly so he wouldn't be beaten later. Italy lifted his legs and Sealand crawled into position under them. The edges of Italy's boots dug into his back and would later break the skin. "Poland! Get America, Canada, and England! Also have Austria bring the needed 'equipment'. This shall be fun to watch." Italy ordered with a playfully evil smile on his face.
"Uh...yes...sir" he said having to think about his words carefully so as to not slip up and get a beating. He rushed off and told Austria to get the 'equipment' and take it to the throne room. He went to America, Canada, and England's room. "Like Italy wants all three of you... Like now" Poland told them bowing a moment and then leaving quickly.
"Huh? i wonder what that was all about?" America said loudly.
"Let's just get up there fast." England told him and looked at Canada. "Let's go..." he said dreading this.
As the three walked into the throne room Austria entered with a cart covered in a cloth. It was hiding the instruments of torture that were meant to be used on America but there was going to be a twist for this torture was meant for all three of them. Italy smiled he looked sweet but they knew better now. "Now then England and Canada come over here and stand in front of me. America go stand on that platform. Austria stand between England and Canada" He said to them. They all complied quickly. America stood on the platform a sensor was set off and he was restrained by coils around his legs. If he struggled he would be electrocuted. "Austria uncover the cart." he ordered his expression slowly getting creepier. Austria uncovered the cart revealing knives, whips, tasers, scalpels and a few other objects to be used for torture. "You two are to put America through as much pain as I find appropriate. If one of you should falter then that one shall be left at my disposal." he said to them "and I promise that you will go through worse than Russia goes through in a month." he said smiling sweetly. Canada looked at the objects he knew he wouldn't be able to do much but he didn't want to go through Russia's torture. Everyone knew how bad it was. England looked at the cart and then at Canada. He could see the pain in his eyes and the battle going on inside his mind.
"We understand. We shall do as you say..." Canada said looking up full knowing he would be the one to fail. England looked at Canada a bit surprised by what he said.
"Good now choose your instruments." Italy said waving his hand carelessly at the cart. England picked up a knife, a scalpel, a taser, and a bottle of what looked and smelled like hydrogen peroxide. Canada picked a knife and a scalpel. They both walked over to America.
"It's alright guys. Do what you have to. I won't be mad at you." America said to them as they approached. Canada smiled weakly he would barely be able to do what he had to to at least make it seem like he tried.
"We are sorry" they said at the same time. England was the first to start he went and stood behind America and made a slash across his left shoulder blade the blood ran down his back and soaked into his grimy jeans. Canada went next he stood in front of his brother "I'm not going to be able to fulfill Italy's requirements... you know this... But I will have to put on a show... I'm very sorry big brother..." Canada said to him as he took up his knife and cut from America's right shoulder to his left hip.
America gritted his teeth against the pain. "Its alright Canada...I understand..." he said looking at Canada. He smiled through the pain as best he could. England put a slash on America's other shoulder blade and then one starting from his third or fourth rib and ending at a spot a few centimeters from his spine. England then took the Peroxide and poured it over America's back. America winced and swore.
"You two can do better than that!" Italy said harshly.
"Not really..." Canada said very quietly to himself. America hadn't moved his legs yet which was good for him but meant that they hadn't done enough yet. Canada cut across America's arm as England came around to stand in front of him. Canada stopped and watched England.
"I'm sorry... very sorry..." England said taking the taser he turned it on pressed the conductor button and basically shoved it into the cut Canada had made. America gritted his teeth against the pain his body shook slightly with electricity and stopped when England pulled the taser from the wound. The prongs had caught onto some of the flesh and ripped it off. America tried to move but all that got him was another dose of electricity. Canada watched with tears in his eyes he backed away from America dropping the knife and scalpel. Italy pressed a button and the coils went back into the floor. America collapsed on the ground groaning in pain.
"Very well played England...Although Canada I can't help but feel you were holding back. You I have to say must stay here. England you may go. Oh and take America with you." Italy said to them smiling gleefully. He had hoped for more but really what could he expect from such loving brothers?
England looked at America and went to pick him up. America yelped as one of his cuts tore a bit as England picked him up. "sorry" England said trying to leave quickly "...good luck Canada..." He said just before leaving.
America didn't have the energy to move if he did he would have tried to get Canada out too. He hoped his little brother could handle it. Canada may have gotten beaten up a lot before Italy went insane but that would most likely be nothing compared to what Italy would do to him. America tried to move but when he did pain pulsed through his body. He could still feel the electricity course through his muscles and nerves. He groaned again "I wish we could help him..." He said to England as they got back to their room.
Canada looked at the door that England and America went through then back to Italy. He was scared. Italy stood up kicked Sealand to get him standing and then once more to het him moving Sealand whimpered but moved to his little corner quickly. Italy walked over to Canada although Canada was a bit taller than Italy he still felt small. Italy grabbed Canada by the collar loop and drug him to a hidden door. Italy unlocked the door and opened it. He threw Canada into the dark room and then went to turn on the light. When he turned it on Canada had to blink rapidly to get used to the light. Canada looked around the room the floor was blood stained and so were the ropes hanging from the ceiling. Italy roughly pulled Canada's shirt off and lead him to the center of the room. He tied the ropes tightly around Canada's wrists so that he couldn't put his arms down. Canada was now exposed to whatever Italy chose to do to him.
"If you pass out this will happen again." Italy said pulling out a drawer. He had many whips that all had different things tied to them or woven into them. His particular favorite was one with fiber glass woven in with the leather. It also had glass bits tied to it so that it cut and fiber glass got into those cuts. Italy picked that one and stood behind him to start