He woke up when some unknown figure threw water at his face. He tried to stand up, but he was quickly stopped by a strong hand on his shoulder.
"What are you doing bruder…?" Ludwig mumbled, still half asleep.
It was after he said this that he realised that it couldn't possible be Gilbert… His eyes quickly shot open looking straight into purple eyes. Mein Gott! The Russia had found him! How long had he been out of it? He tried to stand up once again, this time without resistance from the other man, only to find he was tied to the chair he was sitting on. Then a light smell filled his nostrils… A scent that had become a daily occurrence for him, the smell of death. He glanced to the side seeing his ex-boss and his wife still lying not 10 yards from his current location. How long had he been here for the bodies to begin to smell?
It was then as his senses returned to him that he began to feel the pain from his old injuries over his body. But he felt fresh, stinging wounds, not caused by the damaged of his heart or country, but those inflicted by the Russian. Looking down at his bare chest he could see gashes and welts overlaying the bandages over body as if he had been whipped. Then there was the strange stinging from his back.
"Wh-What did you do to me?" he whimpered.
"All I did was getting revenge for Stalingrad and I... what does your Prussia say..? Ah yes. I was simply claiming your 'vital regions'" Ivan's childish smirk twisted into something more sinister. A looked filled with hatred.
Ludwig gasped in horror. How could this happen? He couldn't believe that Ivan could do such a terrible thing! He quickly shook his head. He was terrible; here he was insulting Ivan when he too had done these awful things and more to his fellow nations. Made them submit to his will, tortured them, and forced them from neutrality. He had forced them all to his side caught within his own madness.
"…..How long have I been here Russia?"
"Long enough my sweet Ludwig~" Because Ludwig shuddered with the use of his human and the disturbing way the Russian had said this, Ivan's sinister giggling started all over again.
"I think it's time for you to formally surrender to me now my Dear~"
Ivan grabbed Ludwig's arms and pulled him close. He darted out his tongue and gave a long lick at Ludwig's blooded face. The action made Ludwig's eyes widened with fear and disgust, and tried to pull away from the psychopath but even with Ivan slowly undressing and only holding him in place with one hand, he was too weak to escape. But when Ivan began undoing his bloodied pants, it became too much for him and started to scream for help. With this the Russian slapped him hard around the face and pulled out his fauset pipe.
Luckily at this moment America stormed in the bunker.
"What is the meaning of this Ivan?" Alfred yelled in an uncharacteristic serious tone.
"You were supposed to report back to the Allies base as soon as you found Germany! It has been four days since the bombings, what on earth is keeping you? I mean for goodness sa-!"
It was at this point that Alfred saw the current situation of Ivan in almost complete undress holding a worn, frightened, and injured Ludwig in place.
"What the hell are you doing you Commie bastard? Germany is an Allied prisoner, not part of your country collection!" Alfred screamed at the taller nation.
"Aww!~~~ But Alfreeed!~~ He needs to be punished! And I am happy to help him learn his lesson by any means necessary!"
Ludwig began shivering in fear as once again as Ivan's gaze locked with his own and forced his chin up with the blood-covered fausets pipe and with his other hand pulled a knife out within his jacket and held it close to his neck.
"Ah-Alfred. Pl-please help… Get Russia away from me..."
"Aww~~! Sweet Ludwig! Please call me Ivan! It's not fair that you call Alfred by his human name while with me you only use my countries name! Very cruel of you~~! Besides now we're sooo much closer, we should be on human names basis, da?"
At the obvious innuendo, Alfred tensed and cocked his gun at the back of Ivan's head.
"Let. Him. Go. You stupid Commie bastard! Even if we are enemies now, Ludwig and I were once friends so I am willing to sacrifice a false ally with his own agendas, to keep him safe."
With a sigh, Ivan pulled back.
"Fiiine! I'll leave our little Ludwig under your care until the meeting on the 8th, da? Then I will take pleasure in hearing him formally surrender."
Ivan pouted and quickly dressed himself. Turning back quickly to kiss Ludwig fully on the lips.
"Don't forget about me dear~~!"
With that Ivan happily hummed himself out of the bunker and into the ruined streets of Berlin. Once the door slammed itself shut Alfred let out a breath he didn't realise he was holding and looked at the crumpled man in front of him. With a small smile he walked over to Ludwig.
He flushed brightly seeing Ludwig's unruly appearance and quickly pulled his pants back on, and yanked his body over his shoulder, carrying him to the American safe house.
With a grunt of pain, Ludwig hoarsely whispered thanks to Alfred. Taken aback by the sadness in his voice Alfred made a comment or two about 'it's okay, because I'm the hero.' With this he felt Ludwig smile slightly and pass out once again.
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