~ Powers of Nations: A Countryhumans Chronicle

▶Chapter:6◀

I'm here again yipee

Btw, there is a warning in that chapter, if you don't want to read then don't.

Now back to the chapter :D

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Time skip to the next day.

𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚.

Russia's pov:

Yesterday, when TR came to this room, it was a living hell for me, i wasn't expecting him to do that to me.

𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 (𝐲𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐝𝐚𝐲) :

3rd person pov:

TR entered the room where russia was there, and with a flick of his hand, he signaled for his men to bring forth the instruments of torture: blades, heated irons, and cruel devices designed to scar. They set upon russia with a sadistic fervor.

Russia's eyes widened, he was so terrified.

TR stood before him, a cruel smirk twisting his features.

"Well good morning doll~ready for your first session~? "

Russia's breaths became heavier as he trembled with fear.

Then, TR took a serrated blade that gleamed in the dim light of the cell.

Russia's heart sank as he realized what was coming.

TR approached him with a malevolent gleam in his eyes, his fingers tightening around the hilt of the blade.

" You're going to enjoy this, aren't you? " russ spat, defiance burning in his eyes, yes he was scared and trembling, but he had to fight back.

TR chuckled darkly, "Oh, sure i will doll~".

With a swift motion, he slashed the blade across Russia's wings, slicing through feathers and flesh alike.

Russia let out a bloody cry that echoed through the walls, the pain ripping through him like a wildfire.

Fresh blood flowed freely, staining the cold stone floor crimson.

TR continued to do the same, enjoying russia's screams and cries.

Russia gritted his teeth against the pain, his breath coming in ragged gasps.

Each wound inflicted upon his wings burned like fire, a constant reminder of his defiance.

TR reveled in this torment, relishing every cry of agony that tore from russia's lips.

Hours stretched into eternity as Russia endured, his mind a battleground of pain and resistance. TR's taunts echoed through the chamber, each word a knife twisting deeper into Russia's wounded spirit.

Russia knew his siblings heard him, he could hear Belarus's muffled sobs from the next room, and the terrified cries of the rest of them. TR took pleasure in their suffering, using their pain to break their spirits.

Poland's pov:

Every scream from Russia tore at my heart. I was chained up, powerless to help or even reassure his siblings.

Then, TR came to our room, he taunted us with the sounds of Russia's torture. "He really is strong, but surely will break eventually" he said with a cruel smile.

When he left, Soviet's kids were left in a state of terror, they cuddled together, trying to find comfort in each other's presence.

I saw how Kazakhstan tried to reassure his siblings, but the fear in their eyes mirrored my own.

I could only hope that someone would came to save us.

𝐄𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤

3rd person pov:

The cold, dank cell reeked of decay and despair, its walls stained with the echoes of screams that lingered long after silence fell.

Russia hung limp, chained up, his once-proud wings now tattered and covered in blood.

TR stood nearby, holding a blade, a twisted smile on his face.

TR's cruel hands reached out, fingers tracing the fresh cuts that marred Russia's once-perfect wings.

Each touch was like a branding iron, searing into Russia's flesh.

He gritted his teeth against the pain, refusing to give the satisfaction of seeing him flinch.

"You'll never break me-" Russia growled, his voice hoarse with defiance.

TR's laughter filled the room, a chilling sound that echoed off the stone walls "Oh, but i already have, meine liebe~. Your spirit may be strong, but your body is weak"

With those words, he left the room, finally leaving Russia alone, suffering.

He closed his eyes when they began tearing up, summoning the voices of his siblings, their laughter echoing through the corridors of his mind. They were his anchors, his reason to endure. He could not bear the thought of failing them, or leaving them to suffer alone.

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Well... That was my first time writing about a scene like this >:D

Anyways

I hope you like it, and bye~