[ Tortured ] Remake DISCONTINUED

Chapter 30

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Third person POV
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Reich held the whip tightly in his right hand, as he stared at Soviet he walked counterclockwise around the other. His mouth splitting into a wide grin, showing off his sharp teeth. Soviet slightly tensed when he did but made sure to keep his strong stance, making sure to not let him see him falter.
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Time skip:
10 minutes later
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Soviet was on the floor covered in cuts ranging from small ones to ones that leaked quickly of blood and where large. And bruises scattered throughout his entire body, from little ones to huge ones on his face, back, chest, and stomach. Reich stood in the corner, watching, imperial Japan had came in about 3 minutes ago, and took over while Reich took a break.
Reich chuckled, he enjoyed seeing others in pain whether they showed it or not. His smirk widened when imperial laid a hard smack on the Union.
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Soviet POV
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The pain, was able to be ignored but not for to much longer. 'I could lie and give him fake information, but Reich is really smart, and is usually able to figure out when people are lying to him. So that's out of the question.' I thought.
I saw said country in the corner, watching my misery with a big old smile on his face.
If I was able to, I would smack him right across his face, hard! We both made eye contact with each other, and I thought his smirk couldn't get even bigger but I was wrong as it did.
Which unsettled me a bit, but I tried not to let it show, but I guess it didn't work well as he laughed loudly, at me. As he did he quickly made his way towards me, "imperial, I'll take things from here, you can leave stay here I don't care." "I'll go I have things to do anyway." He nodded as imperial made herself disappear out of the door he looked back at me "Nun Sowjet, was soll ich mit dir machen?" "Well Soviet, what should I do with you?" He chuckled at me, the grin never leaving his face. "Иди к черту!" "Go to hell!" I yelled.
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Third person POV
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Let's say, reich wasn't happy at all with what the Russian said to him. "Nun, nachdem ich mit dir fertig bin, wirst du dir wünschen, dass du dorthin gehst!" "well after i'm done with you, your gonna wish you go there!" He yelled back he smacked him hard against the face, he scoffed before storming out of the room slamming the door behind him. Reich snapped his fingers signaling his guards to go back to their positions guarding the door.
Reich needed to step away for a minute as the Russian was annoying him to the point where he could murder someone. "Pass auf, dass er nicht entkommt, und wenn er ihn auf Sicht erschießt." Make sure he doesn't escape, and if he does shoot him on sight."
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Soviet POV
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Reich left about 20 minutes prior, I was waiting just in case he came back. The sound of a door opening caught my attention quickly, but I quickly realized it was just Fascist and Felix, "are you alright Ussr?" Italy asked, I nodded slowly, "you sure?" He asked again. "Yes fascist I'm alright. Anyway Felix, how did you get in here, I thought guards weren't allowed in here?"
"Italy lied and said he needed me to make sure 'you wouldn't attack him'" he put quotes on the last part, we all laughed a bit at the joke. "I'm not like that don't worry, I only do that to people and or countries who deserve it!" We laughed again. "I'll try to convinces Reich to let me in here instead of him or imperial tomorrow," I smiled a genuine one "thanks. I don't enjoy these sessions with them." I chuckled at my own joke while they looked at me slightly concerned, "Anyway you guys better get leaving before they figure out your both talking to me."
"Yeah, see you later Soviet!" Felix waved.
"Bye Ussr." Italy chimed
"See you."
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A/N
Happy 30th chapter everyone! Hope you enjoyed this longer chapter to celebrate.
Have a good day or night
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Word count: 700