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Taiwan gave a blood-curdling shriek as the knife dug ever more sharply in her abdomen, thrashing around the blade like a wriggling worm.
China watched the younger Asian squirm, a morbid little smile on his lips. "Mei," the small man said, voice almost gentle. "Now will you pledge your allegiance to me-aru?" He twisted the knife to help punctuate his request, eyes glittering as she struggled in pain.
A shrill scream was her reply.
Russia observed the scene, unsmiling, skin and clothes equally covered in red mercury from the Taiwanese nation's body. The pipe he held in his hand was also blood-stained, it having fulfilled its violent duty. Ivan clutched the pipe tighter, trying to conceal the minute shaking of his red hands, feeling slightly ill.
It felt wrong. But it shouldn't be.
It's just his same old Yao, Russia told himself mentally, resisting the urge to walk away out the room as his lover raised a small hand and stab out Mei's right eye, her shrieks of pain and anger echoing all around like some malicious song.
The bloodshed and violence wasn't anything new, for the cold nation had gone through and did worse, but seeing how China applied to it, seeing how Yao, his Yao, hurt and conquer others was…
Ivan should be happy. Wasn't this his long ago wish? For Yao to become stronger, so that the two could make the world become one with them.
He should be happy.
Yao was now a superpower, the nations were slowly coming together, and soon, they would all be one.
It was everything he wanted.
Yet…
The looks on both North and South Koreas' faces as Russia launched a surprise invasion were filled with terror, and both brothers quickly succumbed to the larger nation's might…
The way India collapse after China's troops ravaged each and every village, burning, stealing, killing…
How Vietnam resisted each and every attack from both China and Russia, snarling and cursing both of them, when finally, the napalm bombings overwhelmed her, and she fell, deep in a coma as her jungles burned and her people wailed…
And now, it was Taiwan's turn to join the new alliance. The Empire.
It was alright, Ivan thought, what Yao was doing wasn't wrong. This was his Yao-Yao, and the Chinese superpower knew best, and what he wanted, Russia would willingly help give. Even if it meant that many nations would get hurt, weak civilians would be destroyed, land ravaged, it would be alright…
Because it was his China.
Of course, their bosses disagreed tremendously to their idea of making the world become one, but they were soon silenced and China and Russia appointed other humans that were willing to accept the new ideas, willing to increase their land and power, to the seat of being the country's second in command, to help gather troops and weapons.
"Come now, Mei-Mei," China whispered in a slightly sing-song way. "This could all stop if you pledge your loyalty to me-aru~! Really, I don't like hurting my little sister…" But the twisted smirk seemed to contradict his words as he dug the sharp blade deeper into her stomach, relishing the tears that spilled down the pretty, bloody face.
Taiwan bit her lip, muffling another screech at the blinding pain, banging her head back against the stone floor over and over, hoping to black out with no success, her chains clinking against one another at the harsh movement.
"I-I pledge my loyalty-" the Taiwanese finally began to croak, muscles seizing as the knife was pulled out…
Then promptly jammed into and between her ribs, China grinning in delight as she screamed.
"W-w-what?" She managed to sob out, blood welling out of her wound.
"In my language, dear sister," Yao said amusedly, hand clenched on the blade. "Pledge yourself to my empire in Chinese."
Russia was startled out of the scene as one of his soldiers came in, interrupting Taiwan as she began to stutter out the agreement to the alliance in Yao's language.
"I-I- I-" the Russian soldier repeated in shock, staring at the Asian girl's mutilated state, and the blood splatters on Russia and China's clothes.
China stood up disdainfully from his crouch, irritated that someone had interrupted his fun.
"What?" The Chinese country snapped angrily, brown eyes dark. "What is it-aru?"
"I- I just received the news that A-America is declaring war," the soldier sputtered, already backing out of the room. "England is his ally, right now, a-and I think they'll get more-" The soldier turned tail and ran.
Russia watched his man's retreating back, as China stepped lightly by his side.
"So America wants to play-aru?" Yao mused, linking hands with Ivan. He smiled. "I accept."
Tilting his head, the Asian nation said to Taiwan. "Pledge your loyalty now-aru."
The wounded girl gave a shuddering breath, before whispering her agreement, her voice sounding like dry, rustling leaves.
The small Chinese man then looked up at the taller, eyes big and innocent-looking, despite the spilt blood running down his face. "Stay by me, Ivan?" he asked, tone sounding like a small child asking to play outside.
"Always," Russia agreed, head being lowered down as his bloodier lover had the back of his neck in grip.
As Taiwan's pained words continued to pledge, Ivan thought how China's hold was now stronger than his.
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