Shinigami-cat: Okay, because I lost a bet to Prowls-little-hetalian, I am posting a new chapter much quicker than I expected. Not that I mind much, I had some free time on my hands and decided to do this before my free time is eaten up by studying for exams. I hope you all enjoy this… I OWN NOTHING!

Door of Guilt

Ludwig frowned as he walked down the hallway, shooting any guards that adapted to even lift their weapons against him. He had always preferred guns to swords. Hand to hand combat was always more of his brother's thing. Reflecting back on what had happened, he wondered if there was any of that 2p demon left.

He always remembered that when that brother of his got into a rage, nothing and no one was safe. He was surprised that Prussia hadn't completely lost it yet and caused some kind of explosion somewhere in the castle.

'He was always someone to let their rage take control…' Thought Ludwig as he shot yet another guard in the head. These things just kept coming, it was ridiculous really. Almost as ridiculous as Prussia's plan to split up. He could understand some logic behind it. He just simply didn't want Matthew to see him rip that demon apart. Stupid, considering half the crap Matthew had probably already seen the demon do.

After a while the amount of guards seemed to lessen, to the point where he was aimlessly walking down the silent hallways alone. This just made the blond demon suspicious. Silence always meant that something was wrong, or was going to dramatically become worse as time progressed.

He walked down a particularly narrow hall coming face to face with a wall covered from ceiling to floor in a bas relief. He glanced at the images and knew all the stories and the people represented by the clay and stone.

"… So vati really did give this to her." He muttered. He ran his fingers over some of the figures, frowning. All the stories depicted in the stone work told the same types of stories. Stories of tyrants, regret, war, bloodshed, guilt, betrayal, complete and utter destruction through the truth and twisted lies.

It was no secret to any demon that Lucifer favoured some demons and would reward them for their wicked deeds. Ludwig was just a little surprised that Lucifer had given Natalia such a beautiful artwork. Most demon's didn't appreciate something so sophisticated. Ludwig concluded that Natalia must have good taste.

As his eyes continued to marvel at the craftsmanship, he happened to spy a rather large door, perfectly sculpted into the bas relief. Around the door were carved words of the Spirit Language. Sighing, Ludwig read the words out loud to himself. "When you look into the abyss it looks back at you. Face your fears before they face you. Life is made up of choices, now time to watch the nightmare come to life." In addition to those words there were three separate words written above the door.

Guilt Truth Regret

Surprisingly, the word 'Regret' had a line through it. Ludwig was unsure of the lines function in this instance. It didn't seem necessary to have one there. He sighed a little, looking up at the door. There didn't seem to be any way around it. He may as well see what was on the other side of the door. With a sigh he pushed open the door and went inside.

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Guard after guard charged at him, but Prussia easily dealt with them. He didn't even have to draw his sword, he was just punching the fuckers. He didn't really care that he was cutting himself pretty badly by doing it. He just had three goals in mind at the moment. Find and save Matthew and Ludwig, then find and save Prussia and then murder Natalia.

"Okay… Where the fuck do I need to go?" Muttered Prussia. "Where the fuck are they? Fucking damn it! Whoever designed this castle was a fucking dick! I have no idea where the fuck I'm going!"

He quickly turned around and jumped out of the way as a guard brought their battle axe down, cracking the stone where he once stood. Prussia growled, quickly climbing up the wall and jumping onto the creature's back, knocking it over. How he hated those guards.

He just wanted to find the people he needed to find and leave Hell. Even though he was a demon, he hadn't considered Hell to be his home for a long time. Heaven wasn't exactly his preferred choice of inhabitation either. They didn't exactly roll out the welcome wagon for him either. The only place he felt most welcome in was Earth. More specifically Matthew's house. It was probably the only place that made him feel safe and secure.

'… What the fuck am I thinking?' Wondered Prussia as he jumped on a guards head, crushing it under foot. 'I need to get those thoughts out of my head. Now is not the time to think about it or the place! I have to find those two before they get themselves into a whole lot of trouble.'

The ground shook slightly, causing Prussia to turn and look down the hall. Running towards him was a group of guard brandishing rather deadly looking weapons. "… Fuck this shit!" Prussia turned from them and ran down the hall. He was done with beating up guards.

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A light blue fog was thick in this place. It was difficult to see anything, if not almost impossible. Ludwig couldn't even see the door he walked through anymore. It was like he was dropped in the middle of a fog and left there to rot.

He sighed a little. He was used to demon tricks, but those were the normal kinds of demons. Natalia was a queen of despair and torment and would no doubt have some kind of dramatic fate is store for all who went into the Guilt door.

He started to walk through the fog, he needed to face whatever was here. What did he have to feel guilty for anyway? He had resolved the last bit of guilt he had with his brother ages ago and all the guilt tripping Prussia had been doing before had no effect on him… right?

As he walked through the fog he started to hear a voice. It sounded like someone was gasping and whimpering. 'What the hell is that? Screw this. I'll just avoid whatever that is and try to find the exit.' But it didn't matter which direction walked, the noise just kept getting louder and louder.

Through the fog he started to see something. It was a large shape. It looked a little like a rock formation. There was someone writhing on top of it. The way they were moving was jerky and erratic. It was disturbing. As he slowly approached, the whimpers and gasps he assumed were in pain quickly turned to ones of lust.

"West…" Moaned the voice. "West… More… West, fuck me harder… West…"

Ludwig's eyes went wide with shock. He quickly moved towards the figure, instantly recognising who the figure was. It was Gilbert, his angel form not demon, fingering himself without a care.

"What the fuck, Gilbert?!" Snapped Ludwig. He grabbed his brother's arms and pinned them above his head. "Stop it! What the heck is wrong with you?"

Gilbert looked up at Ludwig and tilted his head in mild confusion. He would have looked innocent of it wasn't for the lust that clouded his eyes. "What are you talking about? You're the one that did this to me… You're the one that turned me into a whore."

Those words chilled Ludwig to the core. "I… I never did that… You did it to yourself."

"You know deep down that isn't true." Said Gilbert was a calm smile. "When I saw you… I was so happy. I ran towards you and embraced you in a hug. It was the first time I had ever been to earth as an angel and I was happy that I found you… I wanted things to go back to the way they were, but you pushed me to the ground, raped me and left me bleeding and unconscious from the pain. You left my body broken and damaged and used and defiled… You are my little brother. You're not supposed to do those kinds of things."

"You said… you said you didn't care about that anymore…" Whispered Ludwig. "You said it was all in the past. You said we could forget and move on…"

"I'm the big brother." Said Gilbert a little too kindly. "I have to make sure that my little brother is always happy and feels safe… How could I ever forgive the person who raped me and took my virginity?"

"Why didn't you fight back?" Growled Ludwig. "Why didn't you fight back and try to stop me? Why did you just lie there and let it happen with that fucking smile on your face?"

"Because even though you're a demon and I'm an angel, family is family." Said Gilbert with a smile. "I could never do anything to harm you, West… you're my brother… I love you." He chuckled a little. "I would say 'no homo' but we both know that's a lie."

"Shut up!" Snapped Ludwig. "Just stop this! Stop acting like a whore!"

Gilbert laughed lightly at Ludwig's worlds. "Do you want to know what happened after you left me unconscious in that place? Other demons came for me and had their way with me too. I was powerless to stop them… I mean how could I? I was almost dead… if I was human I would have died long before you had finished with me."

"SHUT UP!" Screamed Ludwig. "LIES! IT'S ALL LIES!"

"Is it though?" Asked Gilbert. "How do you know what happened to me after you left me there? Anything could have happened. You just left me there to die! I bet you wouldn't even have known that I was alive if it wasn't for the whispers and murmurs of people…"

Ludwig felt like he was going to be sick. He had abandoned Gilbert completely. He only started talking to him again in the past few months and even then the elder never spoke about what happened between them. He just said it was in the past and wanted to move on.

Gilbert chuckled as he pulled his hands out of Ludwig's grip and sat up. He innocently tilted his head to the side, still smiling. "But that's okay… I don't mind if you want to take my body again… and again… and again… Everyone else already has…"

The blond demon growled and pressed the barrel of his gun against Gilbert's temple. "I already told you once… Shut up. Shut the hell up already. You're not real!"

"If I'm not real then what is?" Asked Gilbert with a smile. He moved the gun from his head and licked the barrel happily with the tip of his tongue. "You know what they say about men that carry guns, that they are over compensating for something… At least I know for a fact that it isn't true with you."

"It's stupid shit like that that makes me want to shoot you in the face."

Gilbert chuckled softly at Ludwig's words. "You would really kill your own brother? I guess that's not too far of a stretch for a demon like you after you raped me. What did you hope to accomplish by doing that? Did you think that I would be cast out of heaven and turned into a demon again? I know that's what you were thinking would happen… I wouldn't be a prince of hell again, but I would at least be from the same world as you again… Are you really that selfish? You turned me into a slut!"

"Damn it Gilbert I…" Ludwig stopped midsentence and frowned. He quickly thought over what Gilbert had just said and chuckled a little. "I really got suckered into this illusion for a moment didn't I?"

Gilbert's eyes went wide with panic. "W-what? What are you talking about?"

Ludwig chuckled and walked away from Gilbert. As he did so the fog slowly lifted. "The real Gilbert will call himself many things, ranging from whore to bastard, but he has never once called himself a slut. You're not him. You're just an illusion fabricated by my own feelings of guilt. I know I didn't really turn Gilbert into a whore. He even said so himself. I have nothing to feel guilty for."

"YOU DO!" Screamed the fake Gilbert. "LOOK AT WHAT YOU DID! YOU DESTROYED HIS LIFE! EVEYTHING YOU DID KILLED HIM!"

Ludwig looked over at the fake Gilbert. This supposed angel looked like it was about to have a panic attack, completely different from how it was acting seconds ago. He should have pitied it, but he honestly didn't care anymore. "I did no such thing. Leave now."

"NO!" Screamed the fake Gilbert. He lunged at Ludwig, but the blond didn't care. He raised his fist to the creature's face and punched him. On contact with his fist the fake turned to dust, the fog cleared and the stone platform was gone.

He was left alone in a small, dark, white room with only one door. Unable to do anything else, he was left to open the door. Ludwig opened the door and entered the hallway. Everything was back to normal. Well normal enough. He shook his head, freeing himself of all those terrible previous thoughts. He had to get back to the task at hand.

"Screw it. You're dead now anyway!" Boomed Natalia. Turning, Ludwig saw Natalia getting ready to kill Matthew. Without even flinching, Ludwig got his gun and shot the woman's hand. She hissed and jumped back, glaring at Ludwig. "You… You'll pay for that, Ludwig."

He shot at her again, a bullet grazing her cheek. "Keep talking and I won't fire another warning shot. Back away from the human now or I will shoot you in the face."

Natalia growled, but backed away. "Next time…" She hissed. "I'll be more prepared for you next time." She vanished into thin air without another word.

Ludwig sighed and walked over to Matthew, who was shaking slightly. "Are you okay?"

"Y-you saved me…"

The blond demon shrugged. "Ja, and? Just because I'm a demon doesn't mean I'm a monster… So you went through the door? Has Prussia gone through?"

Matthew shook his head. "I-I don't think so… So that woman, she's Natalia?"

"Ja, that was her…" Muttered Ludwig. He sighed a little. "I'm surprised you made it out alive… Whatever you faced in there… It was designed to drive a person insane with the burdens carried within the heart… You're stronger than I gave you credit for."

Matthew nodded a little. "I see… Is um… Is Prussia going to be alright? We did leave him with Al…"

"Prussia is a prince of Hell." Said Ludwig calmly. "He will be fine… I doubt there is anything that Natalia can make him face that he can't overcome."

"… So do we just wait here for him?"

"I don't see what else we can do." Said Ludwig. He leaned against the wall, taking out his gun and looking it over. "If he had gone through the door and died his body or at least his blood would be on this side… I think we can afford to wait a little."

Matthew nodded a little. "Yeah…"

TBC

Shinigami-cat: Yeah… I'm just going to leave this here for now… Please review.