I have to read all about King Arthur, which has been very interesting, needless to say. King Arthur's tales are all very strangely random, really. People just randomly pop up and kill each other or tell the knight in question that he's the bestest knight ever...
But anyway, I have been able to brainstorm up the next part of the story! So please enjoy it!
I don't own Hetalia! end /AN/
Ludwig eased out from behind the doorway, Belle following in confusion. She'd at first fought his idea, both silently, before following reluctantly. Ludwig had better have a good plan, or she would kill him after this...
"Put your weapons down!" Elisaveta commanded, her own weapon pointed squarely at Ludwig. He did as he was told, Belle following suit.
"Elisaveta, you don't want to do this." Ludwig warned, hands raised. Feliks snorted. "You're not a Jedi, Ludwig." Ludwig glanced over at Feliks, eyes serious, then looked back at Elisaveta.
"You know I'm right."
"And why is that?" Elisaveta asked, raising her eyebrows skeptically. Ludwig's face was a mask of serious calm. "Elisaveta, I know that you lied to Roderich. And he still thought you loved him."
Elisaveta looked little shocked, but shook it off. "It was part of the mission, Ludwig, it's nothing personal I have against him! Stay where you are!"
Ludwig had been easing forward, but froze at her command. "You won't have to worry about him anymore."
Now it was Elisaveta's turn to freeze. She appeared shocked at the news. "What? Do you mean he's... he's..."
"Deceased, and not pleasantly so either. He drowned in his own blood from a gunshot wound to the lungs. I believe it could be considered a direct result of your deceit." Ludwig stated, giving her a slightly severe look. Elisaveta was looking guiltier by the minute. Feliks said nothing, the seriousness of the atmosphere killing off any snappy reply or denial of Elisaveta's guilt.
Elisaveta's face had fallen, but now she seemed to be piecing herself together. She looked back at Ludwig with her mouth in a straight line. "Why are you telling me this?"
"You needed to know the consequences of your actions. And right now, another innocent could die as a result of your actions. For Roderich's sake, let us pass and take him home." Ludwig's eyes were calculating, intently staring at Elisaveta.
Elisaveta squirmed. She couldn't be called a cruel person, really, even if she had managed to be quite cold in many instances. Such news was disheartening, making her feel guilt she'd thought she'd protected herself from. Feliks, however, did not seem to be affected.
"There's no way we're letting you past, so stop trying to guilt trip us!" he snapped, his weapon pointed dangerously at Ludwig. Belle's eyes widened, and she really began to doubt Ludwig's plan had been well-thought out.
However, suddenly Elisaveta's hand gently pushed down on Feliks' gun. Feliks looked at her in confusion, but she shook her head. "He'll never be able to tell them everything anyway. Go on, Ludwig."
The tension in Ludwig's shoulders disappeared. "Thank you, Elisaveta. Roderich would be grateful." They both turned to leave the room.
Toris hated blood, and he hated killing people. Especially helpless people. It would be another thing if Yong Soo were trying to kill him. At least he would feel mildly justified even when he was puking from the guilt. But no, Yong Soo was in no position to do anything of the sort. The man couldn't even stand on his own, slumped against the wall and watching him blearily.
"I-I'm sorry, but I can't disobey Ivan! He'll hurt me, and Raivis and Eduard too! You don't know what he's like when he's mad!" Toris defended, hands slick with sweat as he tried to load the gun. He didn't want to do this- who would other than a sicko?
He looked away from Yong Soo again, unable to stand the man looking back at him. Maybe if he blindfolded him, this would go easier... He fished his handkerchief out of his pocket, going over and gently wrapping it around Yong Soo's eyes. He got a small noise of protest, and a mumble of 'I can't see' from Yong Soo, but no physical struggle.
Toris pressed the barrel of the gun against Yong Soo's forehead, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath. This would end it for Yong Soo, and the very thought made his hands shake. Yong Soo was shaking too, but not necessarily because he realised the danger. No, it was more likely that the drugs were ravaging his system and causing that reaction.
Toris' stomach twisted with guilt as he realised that Yong Soo probably didn't even realise he was going to die.
Ludwig and Belle pelted down the hallway, checking each room for Yong Soo or Ivan. So far, nothing had turned up, and they were beginning to get a little frantic.
"I think Ivan is long gone," Belle stated, swinging open the door to what turned out to be a closet. Ludwig frowned. "He may have left Yong Soo behind, though I'm afraid he might be beyond our help now."
Belle could feel butterflies in her stomach as they headed towards the back door. Suddenly, she realised someone was talking on the other side.
"I'm sorry I have to do this."
"Ludwig! Over here! He's-" Belle's cry was cut off by a gunshot, and scream of agony. Her eyes widened in horror, and Ludwig wrenched open the door.
There was blood spattered all over the door and the wall, and a form curled up and screaming. Then she spotted Kiku, gun still smoking, and Alfred behind him.
Yong Soo was slumped against the wall, spattered with blood and confused, but quite alive. Ludwig had immediately checked the gunshot wound victim to see if it was a fatal. "Hold still, or you're going to die!"
Alfred ran over to Yong Soo, pulling off the blindfold. "Yong Soo! Come on, look at me! What's wrong with you?!" Yong Soo's head lolled, his eyes seeming to have difficulty focusing on Alfred. "'don't speak English," he said dazedly. Belle joined Alfred.
"I think he's been drugged," she announced, checking his pulse and nodding.
Kiku's face was set in a deep frown as he marched over, taking Yong Soo's face in his hands. "Yong Soo, pay attention. Did you tell them anything?" Yong Soo's face immediately turned unhappy, as he began to cry and try to pull his face away. "Stoppit, stoppit, I don't know!"
"Kiku!" Alfred snapped, pulling his hands off of Yong Soo's face. "Now's not the time!"
"But we need to know!" Kiku insisted, glaring at Alfred exasperatedly. Ludwig, having bandaged up the hapless Toris, interjected. "Just leave him alone, Kiku. He needs to recover first."
Kiku frowned, but turned away from Yong Soo. Alfred lifted up the drugged agent, who was limp in his arms like a rag doll. "Let's get him to the hospital."
Belle looked over at Toris in concern. "What about him?"
Ludwig sighed. "Give me a moment, I'll take him back to his friends."
And with that, they parted company.
/AN/ This the... not end! One more chapter, and we should be set! I hope you've enjoyed my little story thus far!
