"M-Maki!" Luciano shouted, struggling against the ropes.

"Maki? Maki, answer us!" Maria choked, tears flowing down her face. Besides the two siblings worried screams, a stunned silence hung in the air, broken by Ms. Kona's one protest. "Mr. S! That is too far!"

'Mr. S' was shaking as he held the gun, still aimed behind them. The teens couldn't see any sign of Maki, only a red stream dripping down the floor...

There was a pained gasp, and Mr. S dropped the gun, revealing Maki clutching his leg tightly.

"Maki!" Aidan was shaken from his daze and he gazed happily upon the boy, supressing the bubbling anger inside.

The blond boy bit his lower lip, tears springing to the corners of his eyes and rolling down his cheeks, cascading to the floor.

"Maki, don't worry! You'll be fine!" Aidan assured him. His boyfriend smiled shakily in reply, nodding and closing his eyes tightly.

Mr. S's cackling entered their ears, as he shook his head. "Y-you were doing that on purpose, huh? You WANT me to kill him! S-so he can escape this hellhole and you think his ghost or something can save you! You're all mentally ill!" The crazy head director narrowed his eyes, the smirk wiping off his face.

"Well you little assholes aren't as clever as you think! I will NOT fall for your little act! Now tell me what I want to know, or Maki's going to suffer!"

He clapped once as the screen switched to a fuzzy view of two pictures side by side. The left one was a painting, while the other was a photograph.

Two dates flashed on the top of the pictures. The painting read 1767 while the picture on the right read 2011.

"Does anyone recognize our little friend in this photo?" Mr. S mused. Aidan knew him as Finland and Tino, as did the other teens.

"It's obviously not the same person. First of all, the times are too far apart." Maria piped up, defending their secret. "And... the bone structure is different."

"Would you just shut up?" Someone groaned from the back of the room, irritated by Maria's constant nagging.

"You children make the funniest excuses." Mr. S scoffed sarcastically. "In case you must know, This," The painting flashed. "was taken from my ancestor. It was called 'Finland.' Anyone know why that might be?" Silence. "Then the picture was just taken the other day while on our way to get our guests, Maki and Aidan. Strong coincidence, isn't it?"

"If no one wants to talk, I'm sure I can convince you too." The man added, before the camera flipped to him, as he was kneeling by Maki's bleeding leg.

"D-don't touch him!" Jonaton yelled, but it seemed more like he was begging him not to. Mr. S ignored him, holding something white in his hands that Aidan made out to be a pipe.

"Anyone want to answer me?" Mr. S growled sweetly. Before they could respond, as if this was too much fun, he thrust the pipe into Maki's wound as the younger teenager cried out, hands clawing at the assualter's hair. The other seemed to brush it off as he pressed the pipe farther into the bloody scrap of skin, metallic, crimson liquid running out the end. Aidan was frozen as his boyfriend sobbed, pain racking every sound that he dared to utter.

"Maki... I'm sorry for not being able to protect you!" Aidan whispered, closing his eyes, not being able to handle the sight. "I never expect you to forgive me."

"This is getting us no where." Aidan's eye cracked open and he spotted the figure of the captor walking back to a control panel. A button was pressed which switched the view to a normal looking house. At the top, it read "Rec" in red letters, which caused all the kids to figure it was live. The video zoomed in, blurring as it tried to focus. The person holding the camera walked forward, closing in on the house and window. There seemed to be a hole in the curtains, as when they put the camera to the window, there were 4 shadows that could vaguely be made out. As the camera focused slightly, there was a stunned silence. On the ground was Norway, wearing only a ripped up sailor suit. There were three men standing around him, all naked and shoving their man hoods in his face.

"Hey whore! Suck on mine!" An erection brushed against his cheek, and it was obviously not Denmark's. Norway's face crinkled slightly, the most emotion most people had every seen be portrayed on his face. He looked slightly helpless on the floor, and Aidan was desperately wondering where his husband was.

"These are our men, in case your wondering. They're there because of you." Luciano cast his eyes to the floor, guilty for not speaking up and saving Norway from a horrible fate.

"You assholes!" A voice the other's didn't expect rang out, startling even the workers. Nikolai was standing in an instant, face fuming as tears gathered at his eyes. The broken ropes were by his sides, and as Luciano eyed them he could tell the boy and been slowly ripping them.

"W-why... how'd you get out of your frickin' ropes?" Ms. Kona shouted, picking up the discarded pieces.

Nikolai clearly ignored her, only watching his mother being molested on the screen. "Leave him alone."

"Just remember, you brought it upon-"

"Shut the fuck up! I'm tired of your lame excuses! Call off your men... NOW." Nikolai looked the angriest anyone had ever seen him.

"How dare you talk to me that way!" There was a shrill ringing, and one of the men on scream bent over the couch, grabbing a pair of pants and ripping out a cell phone.

"'Yello~" He said happily, grabbing Norway's chin and forcing the nation too stare at his dick.

"Do it, already. I got the kid here to see." The man's face wasn't visible, only from his pubic hair down. The phone was hung up with a click, and the man who had answered the phone crouched, eyes aligning with the other's blue.

"You really annoy me. Not submissive at all." Norway calmly, pushed his hand away, fingers wrapping around the other's throat. The man's eyes bulged, and he scratched at the sailor's arms, trying to get breath running through his system once more.

"Leave."

"Fucker! Stoppit!" The men both kicked at Norway's back, making him wince as the man in his clutches face turned blue.

The other two men grabbed at his arms, ripping him off the naked man and sending him to the floor. He grunted slightly as one of the men sat on his chest, slapping him across the cheek. Nikolai made a sound of horror, about to advance on the screen with the intent of breaking it in two.

Two of the men in back each seized one of Nikolai's arms, and Aidan remembered them from the time him and Nikolai were taken from the room, after the man used to toy on his-

His thoughts were interrupted by Nikolai's angry shouts as he was being pulled from the room, and the squeaking off a chair and Riley was ripped from his own and forced to follow the other three.

"Let me go!" Nikolai's voice disappeared, as did Riley's as the door slammed shut behind them.

"Please, leave them alone." Jonaton looked into the camera, tears streaming down his face.

"I'm afraid we can't do that." Mr. S. popped back on screen, and Aidan turned to look, hoping for Norway to be saved. "But," He added. "I'd be more concerned about your safety."

They felt the stabbing before they saw the nurse's advance on them, needles being plunged into their neck. They blacked out one by one; Luciano slumping before Maria collapsed, Jonaton following and soon a fighting Aidan, as the group was plunged into their night-mare ridden spells of sleep.