Sorry it's been awhile since I updated, but here you are! I hope you enjoy the new chapter :3
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Chapter 8: Too Late
He counted down, 'Three… two… one!' He burst through the door.
"NOBODY MOVE!"
Alfred moved swiftly down the hall pointing the gun in random directions with Ivan following behind. He stopped at the living room and kicked down the door with all the force he could muster.
"POLICE!" He yelled into the quiet and empty room. He was too late. All the evidence that Arthur was there was his radio with a few drops of fresh blood; which Alfred betted that it belonged to Arthur. He gripped tightly onto the gun in his hands, trying to hold back his rage and anguish. Slowly and gently he picked up Arthur's radio. "Damn it…"
.~* Arthur's POV *~.
Green orbs blinked open. Arthur went to rub his tired eyes but then found he was unable to due to his arms being bound behind his back. 'Where the bloody hell am I…?' He thought to himself, trying to see though the darkness. Carefully he shifted himself off the floor so he could sit up against the wall. As he did this movement the cold air stung the wound on his head and he remembered what happened. 'I can't believe I let this has happen. I'm a policeman, I'm meant to help people… I'm so useless!' He let out a sorrowful sigh.
A few minutes passed and he came to the conclusion that it was most likely Francis's kidnapper who was behind this. 'So… if his kidnapper is doing this… Francis could be here somewhere!' With determination and hope running through his veins he stood with shaky legs. He attempted to stand but for some reason his legs felt weak and he had to lean his side against the wall to stay up right. The effort coursed him to take deep, slow breaths; he must've been hit harder than he first thought. Once he stabled himself he began attempting to pull his arms apart to break the rope. He grunted with pain as the rope cuts into his flesh; but that doesn't stop him, he continued to try to break free with all his might. The rope harshly burned his wrists and it strains against Arthur's strength but, alas, it did not break. Biting his bottom lip to stop himself from making any noise he tried once last time but he still couldn't do it.
Seeing that he just wasn't strong enough to break the rope he looked around for a way of escape. And, sure enough, he saw the outlining of a door right in front of him. Step by step he approached the door, still using the wall for support. First, just to be sure, he pushed his foot on the door to see if it was locked; which it was. 'Great…' He scowled and moved back so could get a decent run up. He prepared himself for the impact that was to come. At first he took little steps but then he began to gain speed. But then he suddenly stopped, nearly losing his balance. 'D-Did I just hear footsteps from the outside…?' His fears were conformed when he heard the lock click. Arthur could feel and hear his heart beat increase when light poured into the small room as the door creaked open. The person behind the door smirked.
"Hello Arthur. Awake already are we?"
"Y-You!"
A/N
What's this? Another cliffhanger? I'm very cruel, non? Anyway, sorry for the short chapter and thanks for reading :)
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