*cries* I'm sorry for being such a bad Author DX I've been writing other fanfiction and recently got involved in a Hetalia Yaoi RP page on Facebook... So I've been busy talking to everyone on it. I'm sorry this chapter is so short, but I've been desperate to update and I worked on this for about an hour. Every time I've tried to do a chapter, I fail horribly because I'm out of Ideas. I will start updating more then once every month, hopefully once every week or every three days. Whenever I can. I also made a Facebook page for Mars and KitKat to see how many people actually read our stories, so If you would like a link to that or the Hetalia Yaoi Rp page (we actually do have main characters still available xD) just send me a message or post in the reviews.
I hope you enjoy this~I do it on so that's why there's the lines xD
Warnings: Violence and Yaoi, implied past Mpreg, Language
Rated: T
Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia
"Luci.." Aidan stirred at the sound of a pained voice spreading through the barren room. He noticed Maki was sleeping close, looking peaceful.
Luciano had snapped awake, looking around furiously to find the voice. Aidan noticed him fixtate a glare at the wall, and followed his eyes to see flickering lights, soon forming a steady screen.
"Leave Maria alone!" Luciano shouted, jumping to his feet and glowering at random spots in the ceiling.
"I'm afraid we can't do that. Y'know, she is one brave fighter." The view of the screen fixtated on Maria's bloodied and beaten body, have a black eye, several cuts that had to be knives, and bruises lining any soft spots of skin.
"Too bad we can't save her fingers..." The man sighed, holding up her bloodied hand and removing the bandage, seeing long and wide holes in the three middle fingers of her right hand.
"Don't you dare touch her!" Luciano shouted, beating at the projection.
"Sit back boy, or I'll stab her right in front of you." Luciano stopped, grabbing a chair and sitting down. Maki squeezed gently at Aidan's hand, getting his attention as he realized the others were awake.
The door opened and workers walked into the room the teens were in, escorting them all to chair and tying them down. They knew better then to fight when Maria was in trouble, since they were obviously willing to harm her.
"Now," The man started when they were finally settled. "We're all ready, and I have some questions for you. First, let me show you a clip." The view switched to a street, and someone laying bloodied. Aidan's eyes widened as he caught sight of the person's face, spotting his mum.
"W-what the hell did you do?" He screamed, struggling against the binds. Maki was in pure shock, frozen in fear. Maria gasped over the microphone, suddenly starting to plead.
"I'm so sorry, Aidan... I should have told them before they went that far... please please please... forgive me..."
"Shut up!" The man shouted over the mic, startling them all. "This was a clip from 20 years ago!"
Aidan sighed, settling back but still on edge as the body didn't move. His mum wasn't breathing... why wasn't he breathing?
As if on cue, Arthur gasped, sitting up and holding his head. He looked around, obviously not noticing anything, and looked at his arm. A gash was apparent, and before their eyes it slowly started healing. They all watched, captivated, as the skin mended.
"Would you care to tell me, HOW this is possible?"
Silence.
"Then we will take it out on the girl." The screen then showed the man, advancing on a trembling but resigned Maria, clutching a knife. Luciano bit at the ropes, before a worker from the back of the room slapped him over the back of the head.
"Stop!" Maki cried. The man paused, smirking.
"Yes?"
"Leave her alone!"
"Are you willing to tell me?"
"No... but I also have a brother here! If you torture me instead, it will break him and you don't have to take it out on Maria!" The man pondered this, smiling, obviously knowing he was one of the weakest. He snapped, and Maria was removed from the room. Two of the other workers, some of the more burly men, grabbed the bottom of Maki's chair, lifting him in the air.
Aidan struggled against the ropes, accidently tipping the chair forward so he fell face fist.
"Maki!" He choked, trying to do anything to get out. "Maki! No! Let me be the one you torture! Just leave Maki alone!" Tears had started to gather at Aidan's eyes as he heard the men enter the room the man was in and the other's leave Maria in the room with the teens. Luciano's happy chatter was slowly blanketing the room, mostly making sure she wasn't injured. One of the workers set Aidan's chair upright, holding his head to face the screen.
"You better watch as your boyfriend gets what you all deserve." A girl's voice hissed in Aidan's ear.
"...M-Ms. Kona?" The blond asked, trying to twist his head. Breathy cackling echoed nex to his face.
"They may have fallen for your little charade that the boy's your sibling, but I know Altheia, Clark, and Collete. The bitchy kid is gonna get it because you're a liar."
"Carroll, if you're done, We would like to continue."
"Terribly sorry." Ms. Kona said sarcastically, taking a few steps backwards.
"Anyways..." The man growled. "How about we watch another video?"
The screen buzzed with white and black specks, before it slowly faded into a picture of Lovino, Maria and Luciano's mother.
Lovino was glaring at Antonio, their pappa, and holding a baby in his arms.
"Get away, bastard!" The Italian shouted, pushing Antonio away by his knee.
"Lovi~ Can't I hold Maria?"
A male coughed, interupting the two. "If you two are done, We'd like to continue." The camera shakely turned to face the one and only, Giorgio Napolitano.
"That's Mama and Pappa with the President of Italy!" Maria whispered to Luciano who nodded, shushing her.
"So why the hell were we called here today?" Lovino grumbled, turning to face the President once again.
"It's about your disapearance." Giorgio stated, folding his hands on the table.
"What about it?" The stubborn country looked pointedly at him, daring him to say something bad.
"Mr. Vargas... excuse me... Mr. Carriedo...?"
"I'm not taking on that assholes last name."
"But Lovi~ We're married so-"
"Will you shut up?" Maria started to cry, the sound echoing through the room.
"Now look what you did!" Lovino accused Antonio, bouncing Maria and glaring at Antonio.
"If this isn't a good day for you-"
"It's fine!" Lovino stood angrily, grabbing Antonio's collar and stomping into the hall. The door slammed shut and for a few moments there was dead silence.
Lovino creaked open the door, having a triumphant smirk on his face. He took his spot, looking back at the President.
"So what did you need?"
"You and Spain-" The video paused, knocking all the kids from their daze.
"Spain. An... odd nickname to give someone... wouldn't you agree? Especially because I recall 'Lovino' referring to him as Antonio." The man mused over the microphone, causing Maria to grimace. "So shall we continue?"
"...Have decided to live in Barcelona, correct?"
Lovino hesitantly nodded.
"But with Rome more of leaning towards Southern Italian culture, we need to keep up our influences. Without our yearly meetings, it will be difficult to keep decent contact and therefore, we may loose all holds on the capital."
"Let my idiot brother deal with this. I have three kids I need to get home too."
"But Mr. Vargas, we need to deal with this. It's your duty as South Italy."
The man chuckled, and Aidan turned to see Luciano and Maria's faces paled.
"And I thought you only had the two children..."
"Not when you live with the tomato-fucker." Lovino muttered, standing and pushing his chair out. He silently exited the room, before his muffled yells were heard, something about "Don't scare me like that or I'll fuckin' kill you."
"So 'as Southern Italy.' I think the video will convince you to talk? We already know it all."
"Oh do you?" Riley asked, crossing his arms. "Do you really know it all?"
"What are you getting at, kid? Keep your mouth shut unless it's to-"
"He asked a question. Answer him or tell us this; What do you really know?" Nikolai said, no readable expression on his face.
The screen flickered back to a slightly flustered version of the man, as he rested his eyes over the teens. "You need to shut the fuck up if you want him to live." The man threatened, pointing at Maki. Maki looked slightly frightened, and he bit his lower lip, nervously.
"We won't back off! I'm sorry, Maki... but these people are fakes!" Riley shouted. The man was starting to look furious. If they didn't shut up soon... Aidan could tell something bad would happen.
"You know absoloutly nothing, yet you run around hurting people like your the best! Does the president even know what you're doing? What if he knew? What would you do then? You'd be screwed!"
"Riley... calm down..." Nikolai said under his breath.
"They hurt you, Nikolai. You're going to let them get away with that?"
"I told you, it doesn't ma-"
"It matters to me!" Riley insisted, before slightly blushing. Nikolai pretended he hadn't heard, staring on at the man.
"You're pissing me off!" The man shouted, clenching his fists.
"I don't care if we are! You're the biggest fake of you all! You run around like Mr. Tough but you're hiding behind all your stupid, messed up minions!"
"I said shut up!" In an fit of anger, the man grabbed a gun, cocking it and aiming it at Maki. Before Aidan could say anything, his finger roughly pulled in, hitting the trigger and sending a blast through the room. There was a stunned silence that followed before the bullet made impact with it's target... the innocent but brave Maki.
Bye baby Maki... :(