Why hello there, my lovelies!
So I've got another chapter for you all!
To keep things simple, more junk REALLY goes down in this. The next chapter is in the works as of now, so do stay tuned!
I hope you all enjoy!
Hetalia © Hidekaz Himaruya
Don't Lean On Me © Bringmemisery
Chapter 12 – It Can Get Much Worse
Arthur turned around and locked his eyes onto the child.
"Stubborn brat," he snorted as a wide grin spread on the child's face.
"Oh," the child laughed, "Am I angering you?"
Arthur laughed, "If you're just now realizing it, then you must be more stupid than I had imagined."
For a moment Arthur noticed the child's face drop, but then the grin grew wider.
It was unsettling to say the least.
"How?" Allistor's voice rang, "there's two of ye?"
"Oh, no," The child shook his head, "that wasn't me outside, no, no, no!"
"Why was I not able to pick ye up 'til now?"
"That's my little secret!"
"I will say this one last time," Arthur cut in, "get out of my house!"
"Or else, what?" The child replied in a low voice.
"I will unleash my full power against you!"
The child released a shrill laugh which caused Arthur to flinch. He looked over to his brother – fury filled the Scotsman's eyes.
No Kirkland likes to be duped; especially not Allistor!
Arthur rose his hand, a green aura formed around it.
The child laughed once more.
Arthur was about to hurl an orb at the child when something caught the corner of his eye. He noticed Lovino a few feet away from the beast. The Italian threw something at the child. It was not long until the entire room filled with a bloodcurdling shriek. It was then that Arthur's eyes fell onto what was in the Italian's hand: a bottle of Holy Water.
He must have taken it from Allistor.
Arthur then launched his orb, but the child dodged it with ease.
"Oh," the child said, "is that how you want to play?"
A moment later the child stood before Lovino, and Arthur watched the Italian's body rise.
Lovino brought his hands to his neck, his legs kicked out below him.
"Oh, what's the matter?" The child asked, "I'm only playing as dirty as you are!"
"Unhand him," Antonio's voice echoed.
The child laughed, "Make me."
Arthur conjured a quick spell, but before he released it the child looked at him.
"Now, Arthur," the child snickered, "I wouldn't do that if I were you. I have my own personal shield right here. I don't think you really want to damage him, do you?"
Arthur grit his teeth as he watched Lovino continue to flail.
"Let him go," Antonio yelled as he stood beside Arthur.
"Antonio," Arthur snapped, "back down."
"Are you kidding?" Antonio replied.
"Does it look like I am," Arthur glared at him, "Back. Down."
Antonio groaned as Arthur's eyes fell onto Lovino once again.
He was growing weary.
"Oi," Allistor said, "release the kid. He ain't much fun, anyway."
"Oh, but he is!" the child laughed, "It's amazing how you all froze once I touched him."
"That's because we care, obviously," Gil responded, "look, we don't really know what you want, but knock it off already."
The child sighed, "I am getting very irritated by how much you all try to boss me around. Just because I look like a child, does not mean I am one."
"Really?" Francis asked, "Is that why you are acting like one?"
Arthur noticed the child's eyes flash red.
Once again it laughed, "You're all a load of jokesters, aren't you? Here, I've got an idea. Let's play a game, and winner gets to keep your little friend here!"
"No," Arthur snapped, "enough of your ridiculous games! None of us are willing to play, so drop the act already!"
The child sighed again, "You never play fair."
A moment later Lovino was hurled across the room into a far wall. Antonio darted after him.
Arthur glanced back to the child, and noticed something black grow behind it. It was like a fluffy black storm cloud. As he stared at it, Arthur began to hear whispers. He tried to make them out, but there were too many speaking at once. He watched the cloud rise, and the whispers grew louder.
Arthur looked around him: Allistor seemed unfazed, and so did Francis. But when his eyes fell onto Gil he noticed something.
Gil was hunched over, and his hands were pressed against his ears.
"Gil?" Arthur called to him, "what's the matter?"
Gil did not respond.
Arthur shot his gaze back to the child, but it was no longer there. Instead stood this creature that Arthur couldn't comprehend.
It stood about seven-feet tall. Its arms hung low, and its fingers almost touched the carpet. It was dressed in a long black robe. Its entire face was black. It had dark hollow eyes, and it had a nose that protruded downward like a long beak.
"Arthur," the creature before him growled, "Let's play a game!"
Before his eyes the creature vanished. He scanned the room a few times before he heard a shout from behind him. He turned and found Gil crouched down, his hands still pressed to his ears.
"Allistor," Arthur said as he approached Gil, "keep watch."
"Aye," his brother replied.
Arthur squatted beside his friend, "Gil?"
Gil once more did not reply.
Arthur put his hand on the Prussian's shoulder, "Are you alright, Gil?"
Gil shook his head.
"What's the matter?" Arthur scanned the room once again.
"I feel sick," Gil responded.
"Hang in there," Arthur stood, "This ends now."
Arthur started to walk away when he heard a noise – it sounded like a moan of sorts. He furrowed his brows as he looked around the room. Then he turned back and noticed Gil staring off at . . . something. Arthur tried to follow his gaze, but there wasn't a thing out of the ordinary.
"Gilbert?" Arthur asked, "What's the matter?"
Gil continued to stare off, so Arthur approached him again.
Arthur stopped before him, and Gil's eyes shot up.
". . . Gil?" Arthur asked, his heart raced.
Gil didn't respond.
"Arthur" Francis called, "what's wrong with him?"
"I dunno," Arthur responded, "Allistor, have you found it yet?"
"No, blasted beasty is good."
Arthur turned back to Gil.
Gil's eyes were locked onto his – he didn't seem to blink.
This can't be happening.
"Hey, Arthur?" Gil responded in a low voice.
"Yes, Gil?" Arthur felt his hands shake.
Gil grinned, "Want to play a game?"
"Release him!" Arthur yelled.
Gil stood up and his smile grew, "Or else, what?"
Arthur bit the inside of his cheek.
How was he going to dispose of that buggart without harming Gil?
"What's wrong?" Gil titled his head, "I thought you were going to unleash your fury?"
"You know bloody well I can't do that!"
Gil laughed, "Now, that's a shame!"
Gil rose his hand and Arthur felt himself fly across the room. Once his body slammed into his desk, he heard Francis call after him. He rubbed the back of his head and looked up. He noticed Gil's eyes on Francis.
"Francis," Arthur cried, "move!"
Gil launched toward Francis as Arthur sent multiple beams of green after him. Arthur noticed Allistor send beams of his own, and soon lights of blue and green illuminated the room. After the barrage of rays subsided, Arthur stood up. A knot formed in his stomach.
Most of the room had been destroyed. The couch was torn up, the walls bore massive holes, and the carpet was marked with black scuffs. But in the middle of the room stood Gil, unscathed and smiling.
"Arthur," he mocked, "be more careful. You might hurt your friend! You missed his face a few times!"
Arthur clenched his fists, "Release him!"
Gil shook his head, and Arthur felt himself rise once again. Before he was cast off, Arthur hurled another beam of light. As his body hit the ground he noticed Gil fly in the other direction.
Arthur pulled himself to his knees, and noticed Antonio beside him.
"Amigo," the Spaniard spoke, "what's wrong with Gil?"
"He's being possessed," Arthur got to his feet.
"You're joking, right?"
"What would I gain in lying?"
Arthur noticed Gil pull himself up as well.
"Antonio," Arthur said, "how's Lovino?"
"He's fine. He just hit his head a little."
"Alright," Arthur's hand lit up, "I'm going to need your assistance."
"For what, exactly?"
"We need to exorcise him."
"Ah, you are being serious," Antonio sighed, "Fine. Tell me what I have to do."
"Get Lovino and Francis. I need the three of you to hold Gil down whilst my brother and I dispose of that buggart."
Antonio nodded, and Arthur watched as his friend walked to Lovino.
Arthur faced forward and a few inches from his face was Gil's. Arthur pulled himself back as Gil smiled at him.
"Aww," Gil said, "are you scared?"
"Oh, please," Arthur laughed, "I've dealt with your kind before."
"Have you, now?" Gil smiled, "then my tricks shouldn't be too much for you to handle."
It was then that Arthur felt something tighten in his chest. He clenched the front of his shirt as the tension grew. His knees shook, and sweat slithered from his forehead. He looked to Gil, but his vision blurred. Another pang made him wince.
"What's wrong, Arthur?" He heard Gil say.
Arthur opened his mouth to speak, but another pang made him clutch his shirt tighter.
Then he heard Allistor's voice.
"Kingdoms of Earth," he heard his brother say, "sing to God, praises to the Lord that you carry above the sky of heaven to the east—"
Arthur heard a high screech as his managed to regain his focus. After a few moments, he had noticed Antonio and Francis hold either side of Gil's arms as they tried to force him into a chair Lovino must have brought from the kitchen.
"Behold," Allistor continued, "he sends forth his own voice, the voice of virtue, Attribute the virtue to God—"
"Shut up!" Gil shouted, "Shut the hell up!"
"We exorcise you," Arthur shouted and Gil's eyes locked onto him, "every impure spirit, every satanic power, every incursion of the infernal adversary, every legion, every congregation and diabolical sect—"
Arthur felt the room shake at that moment. He watched as Antonio, Lovino, and Francis struggled to hold Gil down – his eyes continued to penetrate Arthur.
"Thus, cursed demon," Allistor continued, "and every diabolical legion, we adjure you. Cease to deceive human creatures—"
"Never!" Gil yelled and a couple of lights blew out.
Allistor proceeded, "and to give to them the Poison of Eternal Perdition."
It was then that Gil's head fell to his chest, and the room grew silent.
Arthur glanced over to his brother and shook his head.
It wasn't over yet.
"Restrain him," Arthur said as he unbuckled his belt, "he's still not himself."
He approached Gil and noticed drops of blood splatter onto the Prussian's lap. He looped his belt a few times around one of Gil's wrist and the arm of the chair, and then cauterized the end to keep it in place.
Antonio did the same to the other wrist, and Arthur sealed that one as well.
Gil groaned as Arthur tried to walk away.
Arthur frowned as he watched his friend.
Gil didn't deserve this – no one did.
The sooner this was over the better.
Gil groaned once more, but this time he lifted his head.
Arthur noticed blood pour from his friend's nose and trail down to his chin.
"Arthur?" Gil asked in a groggy tone, "what's going on?"
"Just a moment, Gil," Arthur said as he walked away, "I need to rid of that monster."
"I don't feel good," Gil moaned.
"That's because your body is hosting that blasted buggart."
"Can we get on with it?" Lovino yelled, "The longer we wait the stronger this bastard will get!"
"Right," Arthur cleared his throat and turned to Allistor, "Shall we?"
Allistor nodded and the two of them continued the rite.
"Go away, Satan, inventor and master of all deceit, enemy of humanity's salvation. Be humble under the Powerful Hand of God -tremble and flee –"
Gil let out a quick laugh, "This is fucking bullshit!"
Arthur felt his blood boil, "I invoke by us the Sacred and Terrible Name at which those down below tremble!"
Gil howled once more, "I don't fucking tremble to anyone!"
"From the snares of the devil," Allistor continued as he approached Gil, "free us, Lord. So that You may make Your Church safe to serve You freely we ask You, hear us."
Allistor then pulled out a rosary and pressed it against Gil's forehead.
Gil started to hiss and Allistor went on, "So that You may destroy the enemies of Your Sacred Church, we ask You, hear us!"
Not a second later, Arthur heard Allistor scream and pull his hand away from Gil.
Arthur noticed blood ooze from a deep bite on his brother's hand. Then he looked over to Gil and noticed blood trail from his curled lips. Then he watched as Gil pulled one of his arms free from its restraint. The three beside him tried to grab for him, but soon each one of them were cast to the ground.
Gil freed his other hand and rose to his feet, that grin seemed to grow wider.
"Oh, Arthur," He said, "you sure know how to get in the way of things."
Then Gil rose his hand and Arthur flew off once more, but this time he crashed through one of the front windows.
Arthur's body rolled across the grass a few times before he came to a halt. He let out a groan as he propped himself onto his elbows. His eyes tried to adjust to the darkness as he looked to his house.
Then a voice called to him.
"Arthur!" he heard a woman shout.
He turned his head and noticed Eliza run towards him.
What was she doing here?
"Elizabeta," he said as Lizzie tried to pull him up.
"Are you alright?" her hands trembled against his arm.
"I'm fine. But you need to get out of here. It is very dangerous!"
"What do you mean?"
An immense scream caused them both to jump.
"Gil!" Eliza shouted as she ran to the house.
"Wait," Arthur called to her.
He caught up to Lizzie at the front door. A second later the door flung open and he managed to pull Lizzie away before Allistor's body could plow into them.
"What is going on?" Lizzie yelled.
"Gil's not acting like himself," Arthur responded, "please, you need to leave."
Lizzie pulled away from him, and she ran inside – Arthur followed after.
Inside Arthur noticed Francis and Lovino's bodies beside one of the walls. Antonio was held against the ground, Gil's hands were wrapped around his neck.
"Gil!' Lizzie shouted, and Gil looked.
Arthur noticed a sudden shift in his eyes, and his face dropped.
Then Gil was slammed to the ground, and Antonio put him in a head lock.
"Amigo," Antonio yelled, "might want to finish this up!"
Arthur nodded, "God is frightening about His Own sacred place. The God of Israel Himself will have thrust excellence and strength to His Own people—"
Gil hissed again, and Arthur noticed Eliza stare at him – fear consumed her eyes.
He continued, "Blessed be God. Glory be to the Father."
Once more the house shook.
Arthur looked over to Antonio who had pulled off his own rosary and had it wrapped around Gil's neck.
Then Eliza spoke, "Most glorious prince of the divine army, Saint Michael Archangel, defend us in this fight of ours against the hostile princes and powers–"
"L-Lizzie," Gil stammered.
Arthur watched a tear fall from her eye as she continued, "A-against those that want to govern the world in the darkness, against the negativity of all things spiritual—"
"Stop!" Gil shouted.
A few more lights blew out, and the room grew darker.
Gil then elbowed Antonio in the face and threw him off. He pulled off the rosary and looked over to Arthur.
"Shame," Gil titled his head, "he really cares about her. Wouldn't it be dreadful should something happen to her?"
Arthur's heart skipped as Gil appeared before Lizzie.
Gil extended his hand to her, but Lizzie punched him square in the face.
Arthur's eyes widened as he pulled her away.
She tried to jerk away from him, but Arthur tightened his hold.
Gil then laughed, "Wow, now I can see why he likes you so much!"
"Leave him alone!" Lizzie yelled.
"Aww," Gil put his hand on his chest, "you care about him just as much, don't you?"
A wide grin spread across his lips as he continued, "Oh, Arthur? Care for a little swim?"
Before their eyes Gil vanished, and Arthur ran to the front door.
Once out he ran past his brother, and around the house. He could hear both Allistor and Lizzie call for him, but he pressed on. He cast a ball of light before him as he made his way past the house. He pushed past trees and bushes until he reached the lake.
Gil stood knee-deep in the dark water, another grin on his face.
"The water is nice," He laughed, "Care to join me?"
"When will you stop your games? This is getting quite old!"
Gil pouted, "Come on! You know you're having fun!"
"I most certainly am not!"
Bushes from behind him rustled, and soon Lizzie and Allistor stood on either side of him.
Gil groaned and he kicked his legs in the water.
"Oi, beasty," Allistor called out, "I wasn't done with ye yet!"
"Course you're not," Gil walked back, "but neither am I."
Gil was about waist-deep when his expression changed. His eyes grew wide as he started to look around, and then he glanced down at the water. His eyes then shot up.
"Arthur?" Gil asked.
Arthur then noticed that black beaked creature appear from behind Gil. The creature covered his mouth, and pulled him under the water.
Without much thought, Arthur ran towards the water and went under. He cast another ball of light, and tried to scan the black water. Then he caught a glimpse of Gil's hair from the corner of his eye. He turned and could see Gil sink farther below. He pushed himself to catch up to his friend, but the more he swam the farther it seemed to get.
Though it was hard to see Arthur cast a beam toward the creature. He noticed the beam make contact with something, and also noticed Gil's body was closer than before. With one more push Arthur pulled himself to his friend. He grabbed Gil, and pressed toward the surface.
It seemed like hours before he broke through the surface. He coughed as he tried to suck in air. He tried for the shore and found his brother swim towards them. Once they met the two managed to drag Gil back onto the sand.
Lizzie pushed past both of them and checked Gil.
He was unconscious, and his complexion was more pale than usual.
"Gilbert," She said as she began chest compressions, "Gil! Gil, wake up!"
Arthur sucked in more air, his lungs burned.
He looked out to the water, and his brother sighed.
"Oi," Allistor said, "he shouldn't be comin' back. Filled the loch with Holy Water."
"How did you manage that?" Arthur wrung his wet shirt.
"Oi, I'm just that talented."
Then the sudden sound of coughing made them both turn around.
Hello! Little side note!
I did not want to put this at the top because I felt it would spoil too much for you all!
The incantation that is used during the exorcism is a translation I managed to find.
I literally took what is on the show Supernatural, but used the English translation. So all credit to them scriptwriters - I don't know squat on what is said during a legit exorcism.
Okay, have a good day!