Me: This chapter shows the main reason why this story is M-rated.

Alfred: What the fuck did you do to me last chapter?!

Me: You should be more worried about what I am making France do to you this chapter.

*Matthew walks in*

Matthew: At least it is not me this time.

Alfred: *fights with Matthew*

Me: *Sigh* I do not own hetalia, and don't read if you don't like gore or yaoi. While you read I shall break them up.

Chapter Three

*Alfred's POV*

I opened my eyes and saw that my hands were tied with them above me.

"I was hoping that you would have just killed him."

I turned my head and saw Francis sitting in a chair nearby, then I saw I was on a bed. I started to move to try to unchain myself.

"But now, I can do what I have been wanting to do since you turned 18," he said as he got up towards me.

"Father Francis, what are you doing?!"

"I think you know."

He got closer to me.

"But, you are a man of god!"

He raised his hand and my head got moved by the force of the slap. I looked up as he got on top of me. He grabbed the top of my shirt and ripped it off, then he ripped off my pants.

"You can scream all you want, but no one will hear you," he said as he thrusted into me unprepared.

I was trying not to give him the satisfaction by screaming even though it hurt. Luckily for me, he didn't last that long as he got faster into me. He did a really deep thrust and cummed into me, pulled out and finished cumming all over me, then he left the room.

I just laid there covered in shame after he left. I couldn't believe that my brother was right about the church. The monsters that murdered our family were the men of God that gave me a home. I just wanted to curl into myself but my hands and legs were still tied to the bed. I heard the front door open.

"Oh Al! I'm back!"

I saw the door barely open when I heard a crash downstairs.

"Al, stay put as I get rid of the guests."

I could hear Francis yelling and then there was no noise except for foot steps coming closer to the door. The door opened up to show-

Me: Cliffhanger!

Alfred: *hides in corner* you are one evil writer.

Me: don't worry, you might have good things next chapter. The chapter is the final chapter.