Nikolai's face was heating up by the second, partly from the burning anger, and partly because he was standing in front of Riley in the nude. His arms rested across his chest and he crossed his legs, embarrassed and scanning the blindingly white room for anyone that may be hiding. He didn't see any doors, or even one way glass, and he vaguely wondered how they had even gotten in.
"They won't hurt you." Riley said softly, staring straight into Nikolai's eyes.
"You don't know that."
"I won't let them."
"What can you do?" The silver-haired boy looked away, unable to answer.
"Exactly." Nikolai added. He slipped to the ground, pulling his knees to his chest in an attempt to meekly cover himself. Riley, knowing how bad it was, couldn't rip his gaze away, eyes running up and down his slender body.
'He's... sexy...' He thought. 'How can I think this when he's sitting naked on the ground, something bad about to happen and I'll have to watch as he- oh god...I'm getting a hard on.'
There was a small whizzing sound, a section of the wall sliding open with robotic sounds that reminded Riley of a horror movie. Mr. S stepped in, accompanied by a boy about 16 or 17, who eyed them wearily.
"This is my son, Derak. Derak, this is Nikolai and Riley."
"Oh, so you're the one." Derak grinned, looking Nikolai with lust-tinged eyes. The other didn't turn away, only tensed at the teens gaze.
"What about me?" Nikolai asked, curious to know why he was 'the one.'
"Shall we move this along?" Mr. S asked, smiling wikedly and patting Derak on the back. Mr. S went to the wall on the right, while Derak stayed next to Nikolai.
"You two think you can speak out against us. You're wrong. And since hurting your friend didn't work, how about we just go right to the source of our disturbances. I'm sure this will be punishment for both of you." Mr. S paused, eyes narrowing. "Since Riley is a fag for Nikolai."
"What the hell are you talking about?" Riley spit. He turned to look at Nikolai, stopping at the slight hurt that played across his face. 'Oh fuck, does he think I rejected him?'
"You idiots think you're smarter than us. Let's just see what you think of this," Mr. S motioned towards Derak, who grabbed Nikolai, forcing him to stand, wrapping an arm across his chest. Nikolai's eyes widened in surprise before he cried out, a hand shooting up to cover his mouth. Riley caught sight of Derak's free hand... with one finger penetrating Nikolai.
"S-Stoppit!" Riley shouted, mouth slightly hanging agape. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"
"You care, don't ya? Wanna save this spot for yourself?" Derak jeered, pumping his hand out. Red had begun to monopolize Nikolai's face, including his eyes, making Riley wince. He hadn't ever seen him... cry before.
"He's my friend! What else am I supposed to do?" Riley growled, clenching his fists. Smirking, Derak added another finger, making the usually emotionless boy whimper quietly. Riley's heart skipped a beat. He wasn't used to the other showing expressions, much less one of distress.
"Let him go! He didn't do anything!" The Russian-Chinese boy shook in anger, furious at the two men in front of him. Derak didn't reply, continuing to pump his fingers out of Nikolai.
"He provoked us. It's all his fault." Mr. S added lazily, slumping against the white walls and staring at his nails.
"You were raping his mother! He had a good reason!" Riley shouted back, ripping his gaze from Nikolai and facing the older man.
"We had good reason to rape his mother." Mr. S smiled widely, showing his slightly yellowed and crooked teeth.
Riley looked down, catching sight of Nikolai once and gritting his teeth. "...I'll tell you what you want to know if you let him go."
"Interesting offer.." The black haired boss shrugged, snapping his fingers, causing Derak to freeze. "Let him go." With a groan, Derak withdrew his fingers, wiping them on his pant leg and eagerly following Mr. S. to the door of the chamber, bounding out after him.
With a click, the metal bars that held Riley in the cushiony chair disappeared into the wall, letting his stretch out his arms and stand. Nikolai was frozen in the middle of the room, before slowly sinking to the floor. Riley was at his side in an instant, an arm slinking around his torso to pull him close.
"Niky.. are you okay?" Riley whispered in his ear. Nikolai nodded, staring at the floor, hands trembling.
"I'm sorry I let them hurt you." Riley's voice cracked and he rested his face in the crook of the blond boy's neck. "I'm so frickin' sorry."
"... It wasn't you fault." Nikolai mumbled, his voice evening out.
"I-I could have stopped them!" Riley hissed, pulling away slightly and tugging his shirt off to give to Nikolai. The other took it greatfully, pulling it on as it came down to his hips.
"You couldn't have done anything."
"But I will."
"How?"
"I'll protect you forever." Riley whispered, before planting a finger on Nikolai's chin, pulling his face to look at him. Blue met Blue, one pair of eyes sparkling and the other full of hurt. They stayed like that only a moment, before the older one brushed his lips against Nikolai's planting a simple kiss on his crush.
"You don't like me," Nikolai mumbled, pulling away.
"W-Why do you say that?"
"...It's too painfully obvious."
"Nikolai..." Riley wrapped his arms around Nikolai once more, pressing their lips together carefully. "I really do like you...I just wasn't able to tell you."
A gas began to emmit from the walls and floors, seeping in from the cracks and entering the males' nostrils.
"Because of this." Riley motioned around them as they both began to feel faint, the effects of the gas kicking in quickly. He tightened his grip on Nikolai, who only watched him, before he let his hand slip around to intertwine fingers with Riley, the other shooting up to hold Riley close.
"Gay bastards." A crackly voice said angrily through an intercom, which both of the hostages pointedly ignored. Nikolai was the first to be knocked out, falling forward into Riley who wasn't able to support both of their body weight, and they tumbled to the floor, oblivious to the nurses who moved in to haul their half-naked bodies away.
"Don't start without me!" Alfred plopped down next to Katia, who was sitting on the ground by Annika. She giggled, gazing up at the American admiringly, wondering how he was a world's super power yet so irresponsible.
"Stupid git..." Arthur muttered, pressing play on the remote. The screen was fuzzy and black for a moment, before a man with black hair appeared on screen. He grinned with vicious delight, backing up so his eyes weren't pressed against the screen.
"So I heard your kids were missing... hm?" Most of the parents gasped, leaning forward and staring at the man hatefully. "I feel oh so bad for you..." The man tapped his chin, looking overdramtically depressed before snapping, sloping his head to the side and smiling warmly.
"Maybe we should reminisce on the times you've had with them then!" The group of kids first waking up was on screen, as they all sat in the chairs with ropes digging into their soft skin.
"Who the hell is that?" Lovino demanded, pissed off again.
"This was day one, when little Aidan decided to come out of the closet!" The screen flashed to Aidan as he was beaten mercilessly by a bat that was splattered with red, the teens blood most likely staining it.
"Arthur, are you okay?" The Brit's face had drained of all color, but anger clearly flickering in his eyes. Altheia turned away, unable to watch her older brother be tortured and Collete comforted her the best she could, though she was upset by the content of the video. Clark was shocked as he watched, unable to take his eyes off the screen.
"Or, how about when Maria decided to stand up for herself?" Maria was shown, sitting at a table with tears pouring from her eyes, fingers bleeding heavily. She stared at the man in front of her, unable to stop the tremors.
"Lovi... you don't want to look..." Antonio whispered to the right of the room, occupying the other's sight.
"Why the fuck woul-" He stopped when he spotted Maria, face contorting to a mix or horror and rage.
"Can't forget the time Nikolai played a game with me! Aidan got so jealous~"
Nikolai's face was shown, the view zooming out to show his entire body as he laid on the table, Mr. S cackling as he thrust something that was censored in and out of the boy's abused hole. They could all clearly see blood dribbling down the side of the table, and the pained expression on his face.
"I-Is that Nikolai?" Denmark leaned forward, eyes widening. Norway was clutching his hand tightly, eyes narrowing at the sight of his son.
"Nikolai, actually," The man laughed, like this was all a funny joke. "Has been quite a handfull!" The video then showed today, as he was being held by Derak. It showed from his upper-half and up, but the parents got the idea.
"Then, just the day before, Maki got his first injury with us!" Blood pooled on the ground around the legs of a chair, the camera panning and sharpening it's image as the pipe was forced in an out of the hole in his leg.
"t's 'kay m' w'fe." Berwald pet Tino's hair as the Finn latched onto him, face buried in his chest.
"Riley and Aidan were fortunate enough to only have to witness the other's pain, along with Jonaton and Luciano. But for the last two... They have something in store for today. If we were on time...this should arrive on the day we tape this!"
Jonaton and Luciano were strapped onto two beds, Jonaton sniffling. Luciano had reached across, giving his cousin's hand a gentle squeeze and smiling reassuringly, before turning away and trying to calm himself. They both looked scruffy, like they had been forced to walk in their own filth. (Which was probably the case.)
A lady walked into the room, holding a pair of scissors, before dropping them on a cart in the middle of the two metal beds. Two pairs of brown eyes watched them wearily, not sure what they were there for but already knowing to expect the unexpected and figure the worse.
The door slammed back open, Mr. S strutting in and eyeing the two, rolling his eyes.
"Another gay couple?"
"W-We're cousins!" Luciano insisted, Jonaton squeezing their hands tightly, whimpering.
"Sure..." Mr. S just grabbed the scissors, looking up at the camera and smirking.
"I really doubt either of you will talk from this... but it's always nice to try, right?" He promptly pinned Jonaton's head to the table, causing him to squeak, before prodding his protruding curl playfully.
"D-don't!" Jonaton squealed, face starting to heat up.
"I've always wondered about these... ever since I got that video of your Mom's hair getting messed with. Just wanted to try something..." The man snipped the blades of the scissors together, smirking. In one swift move, he brought them together over the piece of hair, shredding the connections and letting the curled up hair fall to the ground.
Jonaton cried out, tears poking the corners of his eyes, threatening to fall. Luciano was stunned, not expecting the man to go that far.
"Since you don't have a curl, we've set up a special treatment for you~" Mr. S grinned happily, grabbing prods off the bottom of the cart. He touched them together, electricity sparking and creating a thin blue line. Jonaton was still panting, face turning red in pain.
"D-don't touch him!" he begged, watching the prods with fear. Luciano wasn't able to respond, brain choosing that moment to shut down. He just watched, eyes glazing over, before the metal touched his skin.
All the countries were silent for that split second as they watched, Feliciano quieting his sickened gasps and Lovino's threats being slowed to a hault.
Luciano could feel his heart stop in that moment, skipping 3...4...5 beats before continuing as normal. He coughed as the electricty left his body, the effects already being shown. His hair was standing on end, fingertips and pads of his feet burnt, eyelids blinking rapidly.
It would have been a comical sight... if he hadn't started coughing up blood.
Heracles had barely enough time to cover Katia's ears before Lovino let out a string of curses that would put sailors to shame.
"Lovi~ Calm down!" Antonio slunk his arms around Lovino's waist, pulling him down onto his lap.
"How the fuck am I supposed to calm down when-"
"It's not getting us anywhere, Lovi~" Antonio said, holding the Italian close. Lovino accepted this, sitting back against Antonio, still scowling.
"So these were wonderful moments, weren't they?" The video had switched back to it's original scenery, Mr. S. sitting in a chair. "I think this was a good 30 minutes spent together! I'll be sure to keep you updated on major events that happen, so I shall see you soon, right?" The man cackled once, before the video clicked off, screen turning to fuzz.
The door to the front of the house slammed shut, and Denmark reopened it, following Norway outside. Arthur was devestated, clutching tightly onto Francis's hand. The kids silently left the room, Altheia taking Alaina from Arthur as they headed upstairs to leave the silent countries alone.
"I-I don't know if it's a good time to say this..." Alfred said quietly, before speaking up a bit louder. He took a deep breath, making sure he had all the other's attention before continuing.
"But I know that man."
Okay, I know chapter by chapter this is becoming more adult... but I kind of wanted to add it in. This is obviously not rated T (which I was planning to keep it at) but I'll keep it on the low side of M to spare readers and gruesome details they may not want to hear.
So on another note, were you happy I added Lietpol? XD I was~ I've been wanting to and I figured that was a good time. Thank you for reviewing and I'm sorry for the dirty dirty on Nikolai.
(let me just point out, that was my friend's idea that was kind of forced upon me) :3 Love you Mars~