Dark stained souls
RusAme slave AU
Warnings: implied rape, pedophilia, abuse, slavery, sex, violence, fighting... includes descriptive sex and abuse
*I do not own hetalia or his characters*
A week passed. Alfred trained with Arthur, Ivan and a few more fighters. Ludwig is in another league and he can't fight the man. He doesn't think it's fair, he can already fight Ivan and they are evenly matched. Of course only his strength gave him an advantage he still lacked skill and strategic senses. The rest of the week Ivan did not appear in the cell. It seems he sleeps in Winter's chambers. Alfred wonders why though. The more he looks the more he knows Ivan hates the guy.
He also started to befriend the Japanese man. He is incredibly good with swords and katana.
''Dude we could use robots!''
"Robots?"
"Yes dude, they would fight for us and exterminate all the evil in the word!'' Alfred started laughing obnoxiously and Kiku finally gave a hint of a smile.
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Winter called Alfred to give him his decision. Ivan was already in the house standing on his side. This was the first time Alfred was allowed in the master house, the real part of the palace, everything is huge, clean and well conserved, Winter's room is huge, with a big bed, a wood desk and a few utensils that look like they are used for torture. Alfred made sure not to stare to them.
''Do you still want to stay here?'' Winter said, glancing at Ivan, who remained stoic.
''Of course," Alfred grinned. Now he was gaining some muscle, sore muscle but muscle. He lost a bit baby fat on his sides, which was a plus.
Winter saw his training. He fought a man and won easily. No one said a word but he had a good feeling. ''You can stay, you proved yourself to your superiors but we still think you must work. You will gain the basic standard, but you can't lose a single fight, I do not allow losers on my house.'' Winter warned.
''Yes Master, I will not disappoint!''
''You are dismissed.'' With that he groped Ivan, who blushed and glared at the ground. Alfred, oblivious, walked away content. Maybe now he will be able to have time to search inside the house.
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Once outside, a gladiator approached him, and he stood still waiting for him to move.
''Boy, you will stay right?''
''Yeah…why?''
''It's good to know we have a fresh, tight ass,'' the man said as he came closer. Alfred was about to hit him when Ivan punched him hard on the jaw.
''Touch him and I will kill you as I did to your friend!'' Ivan said, his voice dangerously low.
''I-Ivan, I was not…" the man started to say but was interrupted.
''I know your type Peter, you wait for them to be allowed to fight, you like the fight, the hunt don't you? Well, this one you won't touch. Winter wants him untouched!''
With that the man ran away quickly.
''What the hell, man, I know how to take care of myself!'' Alfred yelled.
''It doesn't mean a thing when there are many men try to take you, before you had Arthur and Francis keeping a eye on you. Now you are by yourself. Beware and do not walk alone until your senses are trained!''
''You are alone all the time!''
''I am not you, and they can not touch me."
''You said they can't touch me, Winter-"
''I lied and they will find it, do not be stupid and listen to me."
''You're an ass!'' Alfred stormed out, who the hell does the Russian think he is? He knows how to take care of himself; he is strong and will be a hero eventually!
Ivan shook his head. At first, he thought the blond was oblivious, now he knows he is oblivious and naïve, not a good combination. He walked away, as he had work to do.
Meanwhile Winter stood at the door and watched it all with a dark glint in his eyes. His slave cares, he is not broken enough but soon will be.
.xxxxx.
''Hola, Francis, how's that loose ass?'' Antonio said, slapping his ass.
''Toni, could you stop?''
Antonio walked even closer and groped the blond, nibbling on his ear. ''I'm requesting you, you can't refuse," he said.
''Why do you request me?''
''I do not want you with that eyebrow bastard and I don't want you to get tight for him."
''Stop, I won't let you talk about him like this."
''I don't care, kneel and suck me off, today we'll have company."
''I'm starting to hate you!'' Francis stared firmly to him.
''You shouldn't defend Ivan and go to the skinny teacher while I was in pain, now come or I'll drag you by the hair." Antonio said in a low and serious voice. It was a deep contrast to his usual self. This man was broken and Francis simply followed him.
.xxxxx.
''Francis?'' Arthur stared at a slightly whimpering French, his eyes hard but wet.
''Why is Antonio like this to me?'' Francis said.
''I don't know…''
''We used to be such good friends…''
''He became like this after Gilbert and Romano… he is not himself, he is grieving,'' Arthur said softly caressing the weeping blond.
''He doesn't respect what we once had… oh cher..he only requests me to mock me'' Francis started to sob silently.
''Please don't cry…. He will come to his senses…'' Arthur hoped. He hated that man since he made Francis cry from the first time, It doesn't means Francis will stop hurting though.
''Arthur, I only have you…''
''Us, we have each other and Matthew, and now Alfred, right?''
"Maybe… I hope Alfred doesn't stays mad when he founds out we hid this…''
''We are waiting for the perfect time… he will understand…" Arthur placed his head on the other's, feeling the scent of the Frenchman. Sometimes life is just too hard and unfair.
.OOOOO.
A month passed. Alfred was visibly stronger but had no luck in finding Matthew. Sometimes he would hide and sneak inside the house. He saw many things he didn't want to. He found the sex slaves' chamber. Watching men and woman fucking while you are very frustrated is not a nice feeling. After all, you don't have much privacy in that place, so he only get the chance to get off a few times. He found some rooms and even was able to steal some food; hey he's a big hungry man! He needs his food. Damn, how he misses fried meat…fried potatoes…and candies…his mouth watered just thinking about that.
Winter started to be bolder because of Alfred. He would grope Ivan in front of people, as he wanted to make sure everyone knew who Ivan belonged to but Alfred was mostly oblivious to that. Alfred became his friend even competing and bickering. He found himself talking with the Russian at night, when he appeared, of course.
Tension became a bit thick without they knowing, Alfred would watch Ivan train and move his vision far away from the Russian in the bathroom. They only went a few times at the same time. Ivan didn't share the same bath hour as Alfred. Ivan would also watch Alfred. He was fond of his sunflower hair and blue eyes, and he soon enough grew fond of his sun kissed skin, legs flexing, chest falling and rising with every breath. He also had to hide a few erections while fighting. If the others noticed they would blame it on the rush of the fight, and they would not think anything of it.
Once Alfred saw Ivan kissing Winter, but Ivan seemed tense and unmoving until he said something. He frowned and felt tightness in his chest for some reason. Maybe it is because he hates Winter and is becoming Ivan's friend. He never though they were lovers…He never noticed Ludwig and Feliciano until he found them ravaging each other in the cell when he passed by. (What a weird couple… a champion and a suicide machine if given a weapon…) He was waiting for him to appear again to ask about it but two days passed and Ivan was nowhere to be seen.
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At the table he was very quiet; Francis and Arthur shared a look.''What's wrong, lad?'' Arthur said.
''Is Winter fucking Ivan?'' He did not mean to sound angry or spill it out but sometimes his mouth vomited words. It must be a medical condition, rare and destructive!
''Oh cher…what did you see?"
''Don't ask him that, you wanker! You only want that for you masturbation material!'''
''I would never want to know such things and you know it very well, besides you are my masturbation material, not that I need it…" Francis said as he placed a hand on Arthur's crotch under the table but soon enough was slapped away.
''I only saw them kissing… I guess I was only surprised, I thought he hated the man….''
''Cher, he is his master he is not allowed to refuse…''
''Lad…''
''I'm not a kid! Fucking tell me what's happening 'cause I don't know!'' he yelled, angered. He really likes these two but they treat him like a kid and he hates that, he truly does.
''He is a personal slave, Alfred! What were you expecting?'' Arthur yelled.
''I don't know…I didn't know he was supposed to bend and be fucked whenever the bastard wants!''
''Cher, volume, is not like that!''
''So tell me what it means…'' he interrupted impatiently.
''He is Winter's property, no one but Winter's. He chooses who can touch Ivan. He can't have lovers or a life without Winter... Winter owns his life…'' Francis said softly
''If you want to know that badly, I tell you. He is not like Francis, who is wanted for his appearance and bed skills. He is meant to open his legs and take everything Winter wants. He gets hurt, and he will take the pain… he is a big man. It takes very much to break him, so Winter enjoys fucking him and making him bleed until his sadistic needs are satisfied!'' Arthur said, angered.
Alfred dropped his eyes. That made sense, so when he walked in that day he had been used, that's not fair, no one should be used like that…He only saw the man had many bruises and cuts but he had blamed that on their training.
''Cher… what Arthur is trying to say is that Winter owns him in every single way. He has had no freedom for many years, and won't have any until the day Winter dies.''
''That's awful, Francis…he…he doesn't look like it. He doesn't looks like Winter's whore…"
''That's one horrible way of thinking about it, Alfred. Please do respect the man." Francis pleaded
''How? He only opens the legs and takes it! Why doesn't he fight!''
''He has a deal. We don't know which deal, though, but it is something old and probably he was fooled, he is here longer than me…'' Arthur said
''How long?'' Arthur is a teacher, but Ivan is only 23…
''I have been here for 7 years…''
"Longer? He was a kid!''
"Cher…he came here to be a sex slave, the last owner had certain preferences….''
''KIDS? That's disgusting!'' Alfred was shocked. Yes, he had heard many stories and had seen many awful things but none like this, what if it happened to his brother? Oh god, his brother….
''Alfred…don't lose the respect you have for him because of this. He is not broken yet. He fought for many years, not only physically but also mentally'.' Arthur scowled.
''I don't know what to think, Artie…really…''
''Don't say anything… just don't think about it."
''You can't ignore this, he…he has no will to be free, he…God…he is lower than any of us!''
Francis sighed. ''He will only be low when his spirit breaks…his soul is only stained; we all have our ghost, non? Let the man be… ''
''How can someone lives like this?'' Alfred sighed softly.
''We deduce he does it to keep his sisters away from this house, he really loves them… he only talked once or twice about them. I had the chance to see them a few times when they came here. They are lovely women and love him very much, I could tell,'' Francis said.
''How can they love him that much if they let him live here like this?''
Francis frowned guiltily and Arthur said what he wanted to tell. ''Ivan is a proud man in every sense of the word. He is also stubborn. We guess he never told them, they must think he is a fighter…''
"He was brought as a sex slave, a child. Sex. slave!'' Alfred yelled.
''Winter must tell them he was brought to become a fighter… ''
Alfred had enough, he stormed away, there's no way that is true. He preferred the version in his head that winter was his lover… now his chest was hurting even more and a headache started growing in his head.
Next: Ivan sisters~~
Notes: You will ask about Arthur so I'll make this clear. Arthur came to the house when 19 and became great. When 23 winter provoked an 'accident' making him only be able to teach.
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