A/N: Next chapter :3 Please R&R. But hey,I'm happy if people just read this.
At Russia's request, England had gathered enough strength to pull himself out of his small bed and walk out from the hell-hole Russia claimed to be a room. Arthur had grown weak and frail and doing things such as walking down stairs took a lot of energy. He slowly made his way down the stairs and he turned and walked down the long corridor. Arthur had gave in an eaten the stuff Russia brought for food, while relentlessly performing every request Russia had. He was getting worse each day and he knew it. Each day, Arthur found himself struggling to do things. "Yes,Ivan?" he muttered and he stepped into the room. "Your friends have come to visit." Russia smirked evilly. Arthur's eyes widened and he turned to see America and some other nations staring at him. "I-Wh-" he was at a loss for words. "Too bad they came to see you tortured. " England wanted to cry , but he couldn't. He was unhealthily thin and weak and crying would only make it worse. Russia stood, knife in hand. England took a cautious step back. Then next few seconds were a blur to him. Russia had lunged forward and stabbed him in his stomach. Alfred leapt up and launched himself at Russia,snarling at him and England sunk deeper into unconsciousness. The last thing he could remember was France running over screaming.
He awoke in his room,in his bed "Was that just a dream..?" He sat up and immediately winced. No. It couldn't have been a dream, he still felt the pain in his stomach. The gash was there. It had been wrapped in something, but other than that, no attempts to treat him had been made. "Damn it.." he groaned. He heard his door creak open and Ivan popped in "where are the nations?" England demanded,trying to sound cold and menacing. At least as much as he could ,given the circumstances. "Oh don't worry about them, Angliya." Ivan cackled a bit. He strode to England's bed and made a show of punching the vulnerable nation. He laughed and whisked away,leaving the Englishman to wallow in pain and self-pity. Instead, Arthur couldn't help but think about Alfred and his foolishness. He brought some nations over here,not to mention prominent and powerful ones, and they all were in great danger. Arthur sighed as he made his mind. Of course he knew that he needed to rest, but with his friends in danger? Hell no.
He stumbled out of his bed, barely able to walk. His stomach groaned and he was starving. But screw food. Time for him to be a hero for a change. A weak,malnourished,injured hero.
Alfred woke up to a dark concrete room. Much like the one he was first held captive in. Only this time,he was with others. France looked around, horrified. "Amerique,you okay?" "Just sore is all. And the others?" Alfred did a quick check to see if everyone was here.
"I'm okay." Japan murmured. "Same" Germany sighed. "The awesome me is also alright. " America rolled his eyes and the other nations all replied. "Listen,I'm sorry I got you all into this. It really wasn't smart,huh?" America asked feebly. His mind was on Arthur. How thin and broken the once strong nation was. And he was under Russia's rule because of him. "It wasn't smart...we've got to get out though. China stood and walked up to the door. He graded the handle and pulled. The he push again and tried to move the handle "it's locked from the outside. We all are stuck." America felt a pang of guilt creep over him over as he realised again that it was his fault. North Italy began to cry and Germany calmed him
Yet again. Prussia glared at Alfred for a bit "It's all your fault!" he accused. "Prussia, stop. We all agreed to this,so it is not all Amerique's fault." France calmed his Bad Touch Trio friend. Prussia ignored him and sat down, glaring. Alfred scanned the room, looking at all of the nations. But once again, he thought about England. His green eyes were dull, missing their usual sharp color. "Don't worry, Alfred-san. It really wasn't your fault" Japan came to sit next to him. "I-It's just...Arthur..did you see him?" Japan sighed "I did. Once we get out of here, we'll rescue him." America nodded at what Japan had said. He took in a shaky breathe and gazed at the ceiling "Oh England.."
"Where did that bastard put them?" England hissed as he limped through the halls. He knew he was weakening. He could feel it. He knew his beloved country was disappearing. Water engulfed parts of his nation. He slowly climbed the stairs into another hall, he banged on the doors every time he passed one. "I must be getting closer,right?" he murmured,traipsing ahead. His mind analysed all the possibilities of where one could keep so many nations. "A dungeon of some sort..?" he stumbled upon a heavy titantium door. It was rusty and thick. He pressed against the door and found it was locked. It took him a few minutes, but he was able to twist the lock on the door. He had a loud click. Then he pushed on the door again and it slowly opened. He looked inside and saw...nothing. No one was inside. "Damn." he shut the door and continued down the hall. At the end of the hall, he saw another titantium door. Careful not to get his hopes up, he unlocked the door and opened it. This time,much to his pleasure, he found the nations,all looking pitiful "I found you all!" Arthur managed. But that was all he managed. He felt something connect with the back of his head and he blacked out.
"Arthur!" Alfred shrieked happily. But as he stood to walk up to him, the weak nation had fell over and there was Russia behind him, holding a bat. Ivan smirked "Ah, what a pity,da? Looks like England found you, huh. Looks like he'll need more punishment. I'll be back for him later." he kicked England and shut the door. Then Russia locked it. America, France and Germany all ran to the unconscious nation and picked him up. They carried him and set him down carefully. "oh no..god no!" America shook England frantically "Amerique! Let Angleterre wake on his own. " Francis put his arm around America's shoulder and led him away. By now,everything was chaotic and loud. "Everyone, calm down." France begged. "SHUT UP!" Germany yelled and everyone quickly shut up. "T-thanks, Germany." America nodded and looked around "We have England." he motioned to England,who remained unconscious. "Now we have to escape." Italy sniffed and looked up. "Now HOW do we escape?" Prussia hissed. "I'm working on it." Alfred retorted. Prussia was about to reply when they all heard a soft groan. They turned and saw England, sitting up and rubbing his head,blankly staring at the ground. "England!" America ran over to him, his eyes filled with worry. England stared up at him "Are you all okay?" he asked feebly. "Dude, are YOU okay? You're so thin and beaten. Have you been eating?" "What do you think, git?" France ran over and squished England in a hug "Get off of me!" Arthur snapped. France let go and England stood, wincing. Japan frowned "England-san, you need rest and food. You're too weak." "It's too bad." England sighed and the door opened. Russia smirked coldly at them and them set bowls of food down for them, before closing the door.
Everyone scrambled to get their food. Once everyone had theirs, England walked up and took one as well. Instead of eating it, He offered it to America "You or whoever wants it can have mine." "No Arthur, you need to eat." America replied softly but firmly. "I don't want this disgusting stuff." England argued. "Eat. Now." America hissed. England pushed his food away and he say, his back facing the other nations "Angleterre, you need the food. You're malnourished." England remained silent. "Englanddddd, eaaattt!" Italy whined. England ate a bite of his food "Happy?" he asked bitterly. Everyone nodded and he frowned. America crawled over to England and put his arm around him. And much to Alfred's surprise, the older nation didn't push him away. "England..I'm sorry. I really am." America looked at Arthur,getting lost in his green eyes. "There's nothing for you to be sorry about, you git." England retorted. "I should be mad at myself. I signed the contract. You were kidnapped in my bloody house! If anything, everything that's happened, is all my fault." Alfred thought he saw tears on England's face. "Arthur..it really isn't your fault.." "But it is!" his voice wavered. England shook a bit and America pulled him into a hug. Engkand calmed down a bit and broke the hug. "Sleep now.." England mumbled. Hedwell asleep quickly,his head resting on Anerica's shoulder. America smiled and fell asleep too.
Alfred awoke to England yelling frantically. America jumped up to see Arthur trashing in Russia's perked up and ran to England along with France and Germany. "Ler go of him!" America shrieked, his eyes wide. Arthur aimed a kick to Ivan's shins and Ivan smirked "Now now ENgland. Don't kick. It's rude and we have work to do. " America hissed "Leave aEngland alone." "Oh no. He signed a contract. He's mine." Arthur kicked him again. "Oh silly England. You don't want to be stabbed again." Arthur froze and stopped thrashing. Russia pulled out a knife and pressed it to England's neck. "You wouldn't." Alfred whispered. "But I would." England removed the knife and stabbed England in te arm. England sunk to his knees and let out a pained cry. "England!" America cried. "C'mon England. we have work to do." Arthur stood and began tofollow Russia out "You can't leave England!" "I'm sorry Alfred but if I don't, it'll be worse for all of us." He clutched his bleeding arm and he slipped out the door. Russia closed the door behind him and locked it. "He's gonna kill Arthur.."
A/N: All done with this chapter! Yhis is random, but I love the word phenomenon. It's really fun to say! And I love you me faithful reviewer!
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~Pureh