Yep, I'm in a Marth x Roy mood XD

So I got this idea of someone abusing a character behind their loved ones' back from another fanfic of a totally different fandom. So this is it.

Bresal belongs to me. He's there for the plot.

Oh and warning, abuse, blood, and some language. If it's triggering, please use the back button.

Rating will go up to T from now on after this chapter.

ENJOY!

14. Abuse

Roy wondered why Marth had given this man the knight class. Not only was this man rude and abusive to the other knights and servants, but he was targeting Roy mostly. Whenever he was alone, this man began to hurt him verbally and physically. After the beat down, he threatened him with death if he told anyone.

No one seemed to notice his abusive behavior besides Roy and the other knights who he abused…not even Marth, his best friend and his crush, didn't seemed to notice the abuse he was getting.

While Roy was walking down the hall to get dinner, he noticed Bresal, the man who was abusive, waiting on the side.

"Heh, look at that. Little ginger boy's getting somethin' to eat." Bresal mocked.

Roy sighed, trying to ignore him. However, the brunette man began to follow him, taunting him. "You do know that you can't ignore me, you little bitch. You'll get a nice beat down if you keep it up."

"Just leave me alone, Bresal." Roy snapped, "I don't have time for all of this."

When Roy turned around, he was suddenly grabbed by Bresal, and the bulky man threw him on the ground. He began to beat him down with punches and kicks on his whole body.

"Heh, look at you, you little bastard." Bresal grinned, "You can't even fight back!" He then backhanded him across the face.

"See ya at the dinner table, kid." Bresal taunted, walking off.

Roy sat there for a few minutes before getting up again and heading off to the diner.

After dinner, Marth realized something. Roy had been withdrawn, not even talking to anyone or the prince. He had been like this for a few days, so he decided to check on him.

While everyone was walking out of the diner, Marth went after Roy. "Roy?"

Roy nearly jumped and yelped, which made Marth get more worried. Roy turned to see Marth, and he sighed in relief.

"Oh…h-hello Marth…" Roy said, hesitating to speak.

"You seem a little…off." Marth said. "Are you all right?"

Roy felt his face turn red. "Y-yeah! I'm fine!"

Marth looked down at the boy and he realized the bruises and cuts on his body. He realized that something was definitely wrong.

"Roy…you have bruises and cuts on you…"

Roy flinched. He can't tell Marth what happened, or Bresal will have his head.

"I-it's nothing! I've been training a lot, a-and…"

"Roy." Marth demanded, "Who did this? Was someone hurting you?"

Roy felt his face turn even redder. "N-no! Why would you think that?! I-it was just training, that's all!"

Silence between the two.

"W-well…" Roy stuttered, "I-I have to go. S-see you tomorrow…" Roy turned and walked away from Marth.

Marth watched him, and he decided to investigate what was going on. He quietly followed the boy down the halls…

Roy walked down the dark halls, sighing. His pacing was faster, knowing that Bresal was waiting for him. He can't let this man hurt him again! He quietly but quickly paced down the halls…

But Bresal saw him. The man stepped in front of him, grinning.

"Where you think you're going, boy?" He growled.

Roy flinched. He never had been so scared his whole life…but fear struck him hard enough that he showed it to this abusive man.

"I-I was just going to bed, is all…" He tried to push him away, but Bresal grabbed his arm.

"You're not gettin' away like that, boy!" He then threw him on a wall, and he pulled out his sword. Roy's heart began to beat when he realized what was going to happen.

"N-NO! P-PLEASE!" Roy begged.

Bresal grinned at his victim's pleading, and he sliced off a piece of cloth from Roy's shirt and stuffed it in his mouth. "You be quiet!"

Roy tried to get the cloth out of his mouth, but Bresal pinned his arms down with his legs while sitting on his chest.

"Heh, pathetic." He growled. He then began to stab Roy, and the boy screamed, but his screams were rendered thanks to the stuff gag. Bresal stabbed him in the arms, in the stomach, and in the legs.

"Look at you, the duke of Pherae," Bresal said, his breath reaching the helpless boy's ears, "you're so pathetic and weak! You went through a big war, yet you couldn't fight against a mere knight in Altea! I wonder why that little princeling is so fond of you…"

Roy's eyes were wide when Bresal mentioned Marth. "You and him were so close…best friends…brothers even! You seem like a lost pup without him, and without him you're weak!"

Stab.

"Pathetic!"

Stab.

"USELESS!"

Stab.

"I heard some rumors that you're in love with him…heh, I bet he won't even love you with you so weak against ME!"

Roy felt tears flowing down from his face, fear flooding his body more. Was this it? Was Roy going to die here by this insane and abusive man?

Bresal grinned evilly at the boy's fear and tears, and he raised his sword to stab him in the chest…until a sword was placed on his shoulder.

"Don't. Touch. HIM." A voice growled behind him.

Bresal turned around and he began to back down. Marth held his sword in front of the man's face, anger filling up inside him upon seeing Roy being abused this way.

"S-Sire! I-I, uh…" Bresal tried to make an excuse for what was happening, but Marth didn't give him a chance as he grabbed him by the neck, choking him. The angry prince then pinned him to a wall.

"You are a BASTARD for harming Roy! I don't know what you have against him, but he did NOTHING wrong to you! I thought I made a good choice choosing you as my knight…but the way you treat my best friend…UNACCEPTABLE!"

Marth then placed his sword on Bresal's neck, and Bresal then trembled in fear.

"I'll give you a warning before I send you to the dungeon," Marth growled, "if you EVER treat Roy like this, I WILL MAKE YOU REGRET BEING BORN BY SKEWERING YOU ALIVE AND SLITTING YOUR THROAT!"

Marth's last words shocked both Roy and Bresal. Roy never saw Marth this angry and protective before.

Some of the other knights saw what was going on, and they approached the prince and the abusive knight. Marth threw Bresal to the ground.

"Take him to the dungeon. He'll be tried for what he was doing." Marth said, glaring down at Bresal.

The knights nodded at Marth's command and they bind Bresal's hands behind his back. They then dragged him away.

Marth sighed and he then glanced at Roy. The boy was shaken up and bleeding as he spat out the gag stuffed in his mouth. He then began to cough up blood.

Marth immediately ran to his side upon seeing this, kneeling down to him and checking his wounds.

"Are you all right?" He asked, concerned.

Roy didn't answer. He looked up at the prince's eyes, tears forming. "H-how did you…wh—"

"I followed you down the hall and witnessed what was going on." Marth said, tending the boy's wounds by ripping off some of his cloak and wrapping the wounds, "Why didn't you tell me about this?"

Roy looked down, ashamed. "H-he threatened to kill me if I tell anyone about it…"

That angered Marth more. This man THREATENED to kill him? How could he?!

"I'm so sorry I hadn't stopped it sooner…" Marth said, his voice filled with regret, "I should've known…"

Roy stared up at the prince, and he suddenly hugged him, sobbing on his shoulder. "H-he was saying th-that you d-don't…"

Marth held him back, knowing that he needed comfort after all of this. "I heard…it's going to be all right…I won't let anything like that happen again, because…"

Marth gulped, "Because I love you too…"

Roy's eyes were wide. Marth was in love with him? He never told the prince how he felt. They were best friends for many years, and Roy developed a crush on him. He was worried that he won't return the feelings if he confessed.

"B-but what Bresal said…"

"Don't listen to that bastard," Marth said, "I do love you, and nothing can change that."

Marth held the boy's face and their eyes met. "I will always be there for you. If something like that happened again, don't be afraid to tell me. I won't tolerate someone mistreating my love."

Roy wiped away his tears, and he smiled. They then kissed, their tongues invading each other's mouths, and enjoying every moment of it.

Their lips parted, but Roy began to cough up blood. Marth grew worried for him.

"Here, I'll bring you to Wrys." He said. He then held Roy bridal style in his arms and walked down the hall to the infirmary.

Roy held on to his prince, safe and protected from any abuse.

Poor, poor Roy! D: I think I traumatized him enough XD

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