Sorry for the late update, but my birthday is coming up, and I've been planning things. So I've been rather busy.
WARNING: Character death, though I wont tell you who.
Im Yong Soo: South Korea
Yao Wang: China
Kiku Honda: Japan
(I think you just figured out who died...)
Toris sat on his bed, staring at the white scars on his hand. Eduard pulled out the shards from the wine glass Ivan crushed into his hand, than put his own blood on it, causing it to heal rapidly.
He sighed and stood up. He hasn't been (trapped) in this mansion for more than two months and he already had as many scars as Eduard, who's been here longer than a hundred years. He had a gut feeling he would get more.
Brushing his hair behind his ear, feeling the scar behind that one. He left the servant's quarters, it was 22:00, and his final task for the day was to bring Ivan tea. Then he had to wait until Ivan was finished and was the cup and pot.
After preparing the tea, he put the tea on a tray and started towards Ivan's quarters. The thought of seeing Ivan always frightened Toris, and he shook quite hard.
Causing him to lose grip of the tray and drop the tea set with a shatter.
Toris flinched. (Did he really need more scars?) He bent over to pick up the pieces, but smelt Ivan coming this way.
Fear over took him. (Step step step) He gasped in sharply and fled his position (Why? What will running do?) He shook his head at the voice.
"Toris?" He heard Ivan's voice, but he already rounded the corner.
"Toris! Where are you?" Ivan yelled. Toris turned his head back, expecting Ivan to be there, prepared to punish him. Ivan just stood outside his door, sighing, before he grabbed his pipe.
(Toris, you should know better than to run...)
Toris turned to face the direction he was running, before crashing into a door. He didn't recognize it, and pushed the door open, slamming it behind him. He breathed heavy for a moment, before opening his eyes and seeing he was in a closet.
He pushed back a few coats, and found something he's never seen before, but recognized.
It was a dumbwaiter.
He was quite curious as to where it led to. So he climbed inside. He began pulling the ropes, pulling himself upwards. A small door was required to be pushed in order to exit the dumbwaiter.
"Toris! Quit your foolish hiding and games!" Toris jumped at Ivan's booming voice.
"I'm sorry master!" He cried out, before slapping his hands over his mouth. He just, felt obliged to respond to his master. Ivan fell silent, his voice not able to be heard, but obviously knew where Toris was. Toris wouldn't be surprised if Ivan knew where he was, and came up there to whip him.
Toris looked around, and his jaw dropped. There was a greenhouse like area in there, filled with what seemed like daisies, then...cornflowers? Lots of sunflowers, those over populated them all. But one flower stood out the most to Toris.
It was the Rue flower. The national flower of his country. Lithuania.
His shaky hands slowly brought themselves up to the Rue. The scars on his hand glowed in the lighting. He shook, tears streamed down his face. He stroked the petals of the Rue, he felt at home. Home, Lithuania, not this home. Home was a place where you are happiest, not where you live. He smiled and wiped away the tears. It was so beautiful.
Ivan walked in, through a different entrance, Toris instinctively flinched. Ivan just smiled.
"You like flowers, da?" he said.
Toris nodded, and decided to test his luck.
"I barely get to see them anymore." he continued to pet the flower. Ivan raised his eyebrows.
"It is best if you stay here, away from humanity." Ivan balanced on his pipe like a cane.
"Why?" He couldn't control his words. "So you can continue to punish me and treat Eduard, Raivis, and I like shit?" He felt his fangs extending. "So you can continue to make us live in fear of you for the rest of eternity? So you can continue to mock us every day that you stole us away from everything we ever loved?" Toris bared his fangs, Ivan's eye widened, and smiled as he heard his pipe make contact with Toris' jaw.
"I think you should be quiet, da? Now you will be. I think all of Eduard's blood is getting to your head. The fact you can practically suffer a fatal wound and Eduard's blood will fix it? Eduard is now forbidden to do such. You can now heal like a half vampire; of course you'd heal like a true vampire if you decided to feed..." Toris held his jaw; it was bleeding heavily, blood covering his clothes and the floor.
"You need to learn your place, and when your voice has the right to be heard. You are no longer whoever you were in life. You are nothing but a slave now. One that I could do whatever I want with. No one can stop me." He smiled as he saw Toris shaking. Toris bowed his head low; Ivan placed his foot on Toris head, pushing it lower, to the floor.
"You are so pathetic, but loyal. Like a dog. If I was to put a chain around your neck like a dog, would you obey me better?" He removed his foot from Toris head.
"You have no rights anymore. You are my property, remember that. I can treat my property however I wish. I choose to treat you like I do. And an interesting fact, little Toris, I treat you a lot better than I do Raivis and Eduard, and better than most masters treat their vampire slaves."
This, is better? He was frightened for anybody who was treated worst then him. It was apparent he was a favorite of Ivan's little collection of servants.
"I only keep you and the others away from humans because I'm afraid you'll hurt them. I don't need you messing up like I did and massacring... a whole town." Toris looked up at Ivan, seeing a sad, lonely look in his eyes. "I don't want that to happen again. It won't happen again. You three are forbidden to leave without supervision and my consent. Let your little vampire mind comprehend that. Forbidden." Ivan smirked, knowing that the vampire part of Toris would now try and prevent him from leaving forever.
"Do you understand Toris? I will accept a nod today; I know your jaw hurts." Ivan kneeled down and petted the shaking man's head, who nodded slowly. "Now, clean up your mess, make more tea, and bring it to me so I can continue your punishment." He sang the last word, before leaving the room.
Toris held his jaw still; he could feel the torn muscles knitting themselves together, which truly disgusted him. He shook from fear, as the whip marks on his arms and back sear up.
He left the way Ivan went, and went to clean up his mess, when he saw it was gone. He looked around, and saw it nowhere. He closed his eyes for a moment, questioning his sanity. Maybe someone else did pick it up for him? He went to the kitchen.
He saw Arthur washing the tray, boiling a new pot of tea, with a new tea set out, and everything.
"Mr. Kirkland?" Toris spoke up.
"Oh, Toris. I saw you dropped the tea set, but then you ran away... So I cleaned it up and started a new pot." Arthur mumbled.
Toris let out a sharp gasp. Would his master be angry that Arthur did his job for him? English men made fantastic tea, he knew that. He made tea three times a day for Ivan, yet has never tried it actual tea before.
"That wasn't necessary. It was my mistake; I should have been the one to clean it up." Toris said, Arthur raised his eyebrows.
"Oh, well then I hope you will accept it nonetheless..." Arthur trailed off.
Toris perked up. "Yes sir! I will!" He cried as Arthur finished up, and handed the tea to Toris before leaving for bed.
Toris smiled at Arthur's act of kindness. Although following a sad sigh, seeing now he would have to go to Ivan's room sooner and face the rest of his punishment. He didn't know why he suddenly exploded at Ivan, but he sure did regret it. He knocked on Ivan's door, his hand knocking weakly due to his trembling form. He came in when Ivan told him to. He shook even harder as he set the tea down on a table, and the spout of the tea pot clashed several times against the cup.
He bowed his head as he handed the cup to Ivan, like he saw servants in his old home did so many times before. That he has done many times to Ivan before.
Ivan took the cup, and took a sip and smiled.
"Tea is good tonight, da?" Ivan said as Toris straightened his figure. Ivan finished his tea quickly before sharply putting the cup down. "Take your coat and shirt, it doesn't need more holes, you won't get a new one till January seventh." Toris grimaced as he slowly took his jacket off. It was March and his clothes were already turning to rags. He folded the filthy coat and shirt and placed them on the floor. He stood shirtless, as Ivan handed something that made his face lose its colour.
He handed him a maid costume.
"Put it on."
Toris took it, shaking hard. Before slowly sliding it over his figure, unable to do up the back.
Ivan hooked a heavy chain around his neck, so tight Toris had trouble breathing. He pushed Toris to the ground and into an upright position.
"Now your punishment begins."
Toris bit his lip to the point where he drew blood as he felt a horse whip across the exposed part of his back. He let out a sharp gasp, as tears poured from his eyes. He counted seven more before he just blocked it all out. Who knows how many more times Ivan whipped him? Toris just trembled and held his tongue, which got him in this mess into the first place.
Ivan raised his hand and prepared to whip him once more when he heard a crash.
"Toris, did you hear that?" He jerked the chain hard when Toris didn't respond.
"Yes m-m-master. I-I h-heard i-it." His voice shook as hard as his body.
Ivan jerked the chain once more, dragging Toris into his closet and locking the chain to the coat rod. He then shut the door tightly, and walked out of the room.
Ivan strode down the halls quickly. Opening the servant's room and pulled Eduard out sharply by his collar. Eduard opened his eyes wide and Raivis began to cry, fearing for his friend. he shoved Eduard out of the room, and locked Raivis in the room.
"You know what to do." Ivan told Raivis. Eduard followed Ivan obediently.
"Sir, is there a break in?" Eduard asked, Ivan nodded.
"You will help me solve this problem, da? Go get Alfred."
Eduard did as he was told, and went to Alfred's quarters.
"Mr. Jones, Ivan told me to come and get you."
"Is that so?" Alfred raised his eyebrows.
"Yes, there seems to be a break in."
"Then, allow me to help." Alfred pulled off his coat, "Let Natalia and Arthur sleep, they worked hard on getting us to normal."
"Yes sir." Eduard respectfully left the room, so Alfred could transform. Eduard quickly went back to Ivan.
"You know what to do, da?" Ivan smiled at Eduard. Eduard nodded, and sat at the end of the hallway.
Toris pulled softly at the chain around his neck. He felt like a dog that was locked inside a room as punishment. He sighed and stood up, planning to open the door slightly, to see if Ivan was in there. The door was locked, of course. The damn mahogany door was impossible to catch a glance out of also.
He sat in the floor, leaning against the wall slightly for a second before gasping out in pain. His back felt as if it was on fire, it was only then, upon noticing the pain, did he notice how much his jaw still hurt.
He let out a pathetic whimper. He wished he never left his home that day he met Ivan. His father was the mayor of Vilnius, and was very high in society. Toris had servants that waited on him, but now... He was a slave who waited on his vampire master Ivan...
He wanted to go home so bad...
He closed his eyes, taking in deep breaths. He thought of his father, Arturas, and that one day he got fed up with illegal parking, and drove a tank over the Mercedes. His father was an avid cyclist, and he grew fed up with the cars parking in the bike lanes. Toris chuckled softly, remembering his father's quote "You have to have a sense of humor in my line of work."
He missed is father so much, he missed his easy life, and he wondered how worried his father must be. How worried Feliks must be. He felt sick, as a stomachache made him want to vomit.
He continued to take deep breaths, and imagined how he could have prevented this situation; he pictured himself in the hall, carrying the tea, not dropping it, not getting beat...
He opened his eyes, to find himself in the hallway. Toris looked around, seeing that he was no longer in the closet chained up.
"What the...?" Toris mumbled to himself.
"Toris?" Ivan looked up at him strangely.
"M-master?" Toris feared Ivan would be angered for leaving the room.
Ivan approached Toris slowly, almost fearfully. He held his pipe in his hands, he gripped it tightly, and swung it at Toris, who let out a shriek.
"As I suspected." Ivan chuckled. Toris gasped when he didn't feel the blow. "You figured out your ability."
"W-what? M-my ability? What ability?" Toris stuttered.
Ivan smiled. "All humans are born with an ability, they must know about this ability, and learn to master it, such as Arthur did, or become something, such as a vampire, for the power to become stronger, and more noticeable."
"Um, what do you mean?"
"I mean, your mind does something, which causes, what appears to be your soul, to leave your body and interact with the outside world. It must be your urge for freedom..." A sad almost lonely look came into Ivan's eyes. He then turned away.
"Eduard, can you see anything?" Ivan barked.
"No sir. Except that three Asian men seem to be breaking in." Eduard had his eyes closed, moving his hands in the air, as if he was moving visible objects with his mind.
"Name them, now."
"Let me check there profiles, ah, the three robbers appear to be, Im Yong Soo, a man from Korean dissent. Yao Wang, a Chinese man, and Kiku Honda, a Japanese man." It appeared as if Eduard controlled an advanced computer with his mind.
"People try to rob this place to much; don't they realize who I am?" Ivan chuckled. "RAIVIS! STOP THEM AT THE DOOR!" From the servant's hall, long, pale, what almost seemed like hair slithered out from underneath the door, creating a horrid grotesque monster like creature. It slithered down the wall of the hallways. Ivan turned away.
"Master?" Toris followed Ivan.
"Toris, Raivis has the weirdest power of all, weirdest I have ever seen. It seems he can control this substance that lingers in the air, he can harden it, and possess it. But it only works when he's in complete darkness. It gives off this appearance of hair, and can kill people easily." He sighed softly. "But he can only gather so much. It takes away from the air around him, and can only last so long before disintegrating, He might be only able to take down one. But Alfred should at least take down the other two... Maybe not. Perhaps I should take care of one myself? Or have you do it, I wonder what you can do in that state." Toris just shrugged.
Ivan grinned sadistically."Smell that, Toris? The smell of beautiful bloodshed. Raivis has slain one." A horrid scream ripped throughout the house hold, a pathetic cry of "Yao!" and "Im!" came from one of the men. Ivan walked towards the end of the hall, Toris ghost like figure followed. The man who appeared to be Kiku, was at the end, panting, and a terrified look on his face.
"What have you done to my brothers?" He cried.
"Hmm? I killed them silly~ Why were you trying to rob my home, you disgusting Jap?"
"My brothers and I need money! P-please... good sir, s-spare me..." Kiku got on his knees and begged. Ivan hopped up and down and giggled.
"Toris, see how pathetic this little man is? Now, my little Toris, ask me, what is my ability?"
Toris gulped, not wanting to know the answer. "O-of course master. What is your ability?"
Ivan picked Kiku up by his shirt collar. "See? I don't have a wonderfully fantastic ability like you, and your vampire brothers. I have a disturbing one, however." He threw Kiku on the ground, and smashed his pipe on the Japanese mans frail figure, who let out a piercing screech.
"Ivan! The man begged for mercy!" Toris screamed at Ivan, who smiled happily at Toris, it was the first time Toris said his name.
"But Toris, don't you realize? My ability, is Mercilessness. I cannot show mercy." Ivan giggled psychotically, as he continuously smashed his pipe on Kiku's now unconscious figure, until he died. Toris closed his eyes, sobbing for the man he could not save. He reopened his eyes in his own body. Chained up, bleeding, and in a maid dress.
Seriously, I have no clue how I got this.
I kinda went really random with this one.
I hope you enjoy! Ana Braginski Serbia reminded me to update this, otherwise it would have been longer until I updated this. Thank you :3
All you Prussia fans, you are going to love the next chapter.
Actually look up Arturas, he seems like a funny guy. He really did run over a Mercedes with a tank.
Bai~
