Bippity boppity boo, your legs are now made of shampoo!/j
This is a countryballs story where Canada starts torturing everyone, blah blah blah. So yeah blood warning.
DISCLAIMER: Most of these chapters are based on c.ai chats.
Yeah. Enjoy. Or don't.
TRIGGER WARNING: GORE, ABUSE, ABDUCTION, SWEARING, POSSIBLE MENTIONS OF BODY HORROR, UNAUTHORIZED SURGERY, AND POSSIBLY MORE. VIEWER DESCRETION IS ADVISED.
Ukraine's POV
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How long have I been in this room...? At least a week or two..? I can't bear to spend another day in this f!cked up place! And that smile...-
creeeeaaaakkkkkk
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Was that fucking Canada..!? That better not have-
"Ukraine~! My best friend...." That voice exclaims. Shakily I look behind me and gasp. "Easy... Easy... I won't use this on you... Not yet." He drops his chainsaw. "Y-You're not my friend...! Friends don't tie each other up in frigid basements..." That sickening, toothy grin unwavering. Is this guy even ball!? "Mmmh~... Well, America rejected me...♡ So, I want to have fun with you instead!" By that tone, I can tell, Canada has nothing remotely 'fun' in store for me... He caresses my face and rubs my cheeks, licking the blood that he rubbed off on his hand. I just look away in disgust and fear.
He backs out of the room, before dragging in a giant tub of boiling water. I can see that it's boiling–I can feel the heat from here and see it bubbling. Honestly, I can't even imagine what he's going to do to me.... "When was the last time you washed your face?" He questions. My eyes shoot between him and the boiling tub. "I- L-Like.. A month ago...?" His smile grew wider, and wider. "Well, then let's get it clean, shall we?" I gasp and slowly move backwards, "N-No thanks!" but he picks me up without consent."
"Cleanliness is the way to care for your health...~" "S-since when did you care about my health!?" "OKAYYY!!! Three..." "WAIT!! WHAT!??" "Two..."
He holds me over the tub."
N-NO DON'T DO THIS-" "ONE!"
F!CK IT HURTS...!!!
He brings me up out of the water, my eyes shut tight. I shiver as pain surges across my body.
"Your gargled screaming was just so pleasant... Again!"
"STOP!!!" "Three, two..." "PLEASE..!!!" "One!"
I try screaming, but it hurts. He lifts me out of it again.
My body can't handle the pain anymore. I flail my hands about, and a crash is heard.
"H-Huh...? What..." I feel myself hit the ground. I glance around and look at Canada, covered in burn and boils, with absolutely no reaction whatsoever. I looks over to the door, wide open, and start to slowly make my way over to it. He watches my every move, every inch, not breaking eye contact. Then, I make a break for it. "YOU SON OF A BITCH!!" He chuckles as I hear a chainsaw turn on.
I run for dear life across the cold basement. From across the hall I can hear him laughing and advancing on me. I notice a light coming from a corner, so I quickly turn and see... A staircase!? This might be my way out...! I feel tired, but the adrenaline pumping in my veins kept me going. I reach the staircase. YES! I might actually-
Canada pounces, slamming the already on chainsaw deep into Ukraine's head, making him fall and slam his head onto the steps of the staircase. The chainsaw digs deep, blood splattering everywhere.
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Canada slowly eases the chainsaw and takes it out, licking Ukraine's blood off his face. He begins rummaging through his opened body, and ripping out his right kidney. Canada licks his lips and puts it away, for safe keepings.... :]
"Iho peeyou enjoyed your nap!!""What.........Hap.....en...d..""I, indeed, removed your right kidney whilst you were unconscious!"My senses all came back when I hear that, soon I feel the stitches on my body. "what... The hell did you do... For why..!" I attempt to mutter. "Awh..! I scrambled your brain eh?" He rubbed me.
I have so many questions... Why is Canada doing this? Why wasn't he affected when that boiling water spilled on him!? And why-
"You let me learn some VERY helpful information today! And you gave me something of great use. Just know, I would have killed you if I wasn't being held back." I look at him in confusion, "What do you mean by that...?" but he ignores the question, "Take this band-aid!" he then places a small band-aid on one of my open wounds, though it doesn't cover much. Then, he turns and leaves out the door.
But, before he leaves I notice a small detail of his facial expression when he left.
