Alfred looks up at the growling black tentacle swirling around high above his head, "So Pierre where is that master of yours?" He knows he can't run but maybe with enough time he can wait out the lust filled demon, "Huh? Louis where are you?" He yells out into the black abyss that surrounds them knowing he's out there watching. It almost seems like his room has dissolved into pure darkness with nothing but a floor remaining.

Pierre shrinks back into the darkness as the man emerges smoking his stale cigarette, "Talking to me won't end your night. It lasts as long as I make it last and don't let that eye browed alien fucker tell you otherwise." He smirks with a strange glee, "I control this world not him." He walks up dangerously close to the human, "And if I say Pierre fucks you then he's going to fuck you."

In an instant Alfred has him by the collar, "And I say you let me the fuck out!" He slams the man to the floor pinning him to the grime below their feet, "Now!" He knows what's coming by the tentacle now wrapped securely around his waist but he tries to hold firm to Louis, "Call him off, jackass!"

He laughs wildly, he's amazed by the human's brash move, it was stupid but Alfred's done something no other has tried to do. Now a wicked idea flashes through his head and he wonders if the human will survive long enough but then he really doesn't care. "Pierre!" He calls out as the tentacle squeezes harder around the human's waist as it finally pulls him off of its master with a powerful force. "It seems Captain Alfred would like to get out of here and there's only one way we'll let him do that." He grins as he rises to his feet, "Would the Captain like to know?"

Meanwhile Alfred is struggling to breath as he feels the countless arms around him holding him tightly in midair, "S-Sure but if I leave…then so do the others."

"Oh so you lied to me." His smile widens, "There are others with you."

Alfred can feel his neck about to snap from the pressure around his throat as he closes his eyes, "Romano and Arthur! Let them go. Let them go and I'll do whatever your twisted little mind can come up with." It's a deal with the devil but he knows he can't leave without them.

Louis nods as he snaps his fingers, "Very well, it's good doing business with you Captain. Your body is perfect for what I have in mind. So tone, so beautiful but it won't be for long." Again he disappears into the darkness and Alfred is instantly reminded of the Cheshire cat as Louis' smile is all that remains.

It's not long after that the man is hoisted higher into the air and he senses a very powerful déjà vu. "Pierre…" He hisses, "If your tentacle touches my ass I'm….Fuck!" He screams out as he struggles, "Sushi! You hear me!?" He screams louder as the pain rockets up his body, "Ugh! I'm gonna grill your ass and serve you with Sriracha and ketchup!" Every ounce of him wants puke as the pain worsens rocking him to his core. As he looks down feeling something strange happening below him, he can't help but let a scream of pure terror bubble to the surface. His stomach is swelling like the first night with Oliver but it slows to a stop once it reaches the size of a watermelon as something inside thrashes about wildly wanting to break free.

He awakens still screaming as he claws at his nearly flat stomach, "Get it out! Dear fucking god!" He's in a rabid fit as Romano tries his hardest to hold him back down on the cot if only to stop him from hurting himself, "Get it out!" He continues to claw trying to reach his stomach and the being within.

"It's not real! Whatever the fuck happened it's not real!" Romano tries amazed at the other's strength, "Stop you motherfucker there's nothing there!" He stares into the other's wild blue eyes, "Alfred. It's over." He's panting by now just staring at the other finally getting the other to calm down if only slighty. "It's okay…"

Alfred slowly shakes his head, "No…there's something inside of me…" He shakes still feeling something moving in his abdomen. "Romano…" His voice is shaky as his whole body screams out in pain. "Arthur…"

He shouldn't get off the bed but he can't just ignore the plea. "Easy Lad." The moment his feet hit the floor a surge of electrified energy shoots up his spine, "It's n-nothing." He quickly makes it to the others cot before the pain becomes too much for him to handle. He knows whatever the French man did was sever by the way the American is shaking.

"Its not nothing!" Alfred takes both their hands and places them on the movement, "That's fucking something."

"What the fuck is that!?"

"It's…oh bloody hell." While Romano quickly takes back his hand Arthur's remains still as it sinking in. "It's…that git" He hisses now shaking with anger himself, "He promised me he'd never do this! He said he'd never do something so fucking," He can't finish his thought as he sees the fear in the other two's eyes. "Alfred…"

Alfred swallows hard knowing whatever the older has to say is nothing good so he braces himself, "How dead am I?"

"I…" He sighs, he can't lie, "If we don't do something you'll be dead in a few weeks at the most." Arthur looks him right in the eye surprised to see the fear disappearing from Alfred's blue eyes, "It's a child of sorts."

"Is it a fucking tentacle?"

"No."

Alfred actually sighs in relief, "Okay good. Then we have plenty of time to get the hell out of here and get this…kid thing out of me." He won't tell him what he told Louis because deep down he knows Arthur already knows. "So…"

"Alfred…did you hear what I said?"

"Yeah I did." Alfred weakly forces a smile, "I grabbed his ass, I nearly had him…" He lays his head down, with all his adrenaline gone he can barely move. "I just…"

"Easy…" Arthur whispers, "I have a plan…"

Now Romano looks up, "Good what is it?"

"I'll tell you soon."

"Don't give me that you fucker."

Arthur glares at him, "Just watch over him and leave the rest to me. If I tell you…"

"Then he'll know?"

"Exactly and he can't know or he'll kill Alfred and then you so I need you to trust me."

Romano nods slowly, "Fine…for now."