Hey guys! Here's another Snapped! One, requested by .Awesome. When she suggested a Snapped! Baltic Trio, I was like, " Why didn't I think of that?" Thanks, .Awesome!

So here it is. Enjoy! :)

Summary: The Baltics are scared of Russia because of the abuse he gives them. When Russia becomes particularly angry one day, he starves the Trio close to death... If they cannot be fed, what else can they eat?

Warning(s): Abuse ( physically, emotionally, etc. ), cannibalism, blood, near-death.

Russia was angry.

Sure, he was angry often ( although he refuses to show to everyone else except to whom he lived with ), but he was extremely upset. Livid.

Well, he was particularly livid with the other three countries living in his house.

Estonia, Latvia, and Lithuania, who were named the Baltic Trio.

On a business trip with China, the Russian man had received a phone call from Belarus, the babysitter, on how the boys had drank up all of his vodka, drunkenly trashed the place and what not while she ran out for a bit. So he rushed over as soon as he could and demanded the Trio to see him. Silence.

"Торис, Райвис, Эдуард, приходите ко мне в этот момент!" Russia yelled. Silence. Russia growled in annoyance. Then the three boys came together, all of them rushing to meet the large country.

"Y-yes, Mister Ivan-"

"Why did I get a phone call from my sister saying that you drank up all of my vodka and dirtied this place up?" The Estonian spoke up.

"We-we were curious -"

"Don't give me that pathetic excuse. I want this place cleaned up – now!" In a hurry, the three stumbled over each other, grabbing the supplies to clean. "And don't stop until it's clean!" With that, the Russian man headed upstairs and slammed his bedroom door. Scared, the Latvian began to cry.

"I didn't even do anything! I..." Toris hugged him.

"Don't cry. We can clean this up and we will be fine." Toris stated.

"But you always say that. We always get the same thing..." Eduard felt his heart tug painfully. Toris was silent this time. "Mister Ivan says that we aren't good enough, that we're bad countries-" Toris squeezed the Latvian's shoulders.

"He's lying to you. He wants you to think that so you will feel bad about yourself. Don't you see?" Toris cried.

"See what, Торис?" Toris froze and turned around. He paled.

"N-nothing, Iv-aahhh!" Ivan grabbed Toris by his neck and picked him up in the air.

"You aren't talking about me behind my back, da?" He asked.

"No-ahh!" Ivan squeezed his neck harder. Blood started to run past his lips and down his neck, onto the Russian's fingers. Raivis cried and tugged and Ivan's leg.

"Let him go!" He yelled, but received a painful blow to his ribcage.

"Get off of Russia. You do not want to make him even more angry, нет?" Eduard pulled Raivis from the Russian and held him. Ivan and Eduard made eye contact for a second, they tore their eyes away from each others. Ivan still had Toris by his neck as he headed towards the basement.

Eduard was still shaking, scared by what had occurred. He started to cry. Raivis had trouble breathing, Eduard noticed. Shortly, he took him to the hospital. He needed to get help.

But from who?

Toris was in fetal position, lying in a cage. He was nervous for what Ivan was going to do to him. Surely, he wasn't going to be left in this cage... Then he heard footsteps and his heart began to pound hard in his chest. They stopped.

"You dare lie to Mother Russia, after all she has done for you? She gives you a house to live in, a bed to sleep in, and things for yourself! You take advantage of that ?" Toris shook in fear as Ivan walked closer. "You will be punished." The cage opened, and a hand reached to pull the boy out of it. He was thrown onto the cold, cement floor. Toris inched away, but Ivan caught up to him. He kicked him hard in the stomach and chest. Toris whimpered and Ivan laughed.

"What's wrong, my little Toris? Why are you so scared of me?" Toris was lying, limp on the ground. The Russian picked the boy up and threw him back down again, over and over, cracking his skull. The hair on his his head was glued by the blood seeping from his skull. His ribs were poking out from his chest and a part of his brain was coming out of his head. His body started to jerk and spasm until most the blood in his body had leaked out onto the floor.

Then Toris became completely still.

This was really depressing to write... but don't worry, the Baltics will get their revenge! I hate to write Russia as the bad guy, I really do, but in this story he had to be. There will be one more chapter after this, much longer.

Until then,

~SockmonkeyJr