You casually walk down the sidewalk.
You then noticed one thing: You're alone in the dark.
"I'm scared already..." You told yourself, shivering in fear.
Then footsteps were heard somewhere around you.
You looked around in fear.
"W-Who's there?!" You asked the darkness around you.
There hair on the back of your neck stood up as you got goosebumps.
You turned behind you to see a figure stand in the darkness.
All you can see was their shiny, leather boots.
"W-Who are you?" You asked.
The figure approached you.
Turns out it was a man.
His appearance scared you.
He wore a decorated WW2 Italian Brigade Uniform, with shiny patent-leather, laceless boots, and a hat with a feather on the side of his head.
In his hands were several butterfly knives.
His eyes were the color magenta that shone through the light of the lamp post.
"Ciao, bella." He said. "What is-a bella like-a you doing out here in the-a dark?"
You couldn't speak because the knives in his hands scared you.
"I-I'm going h-home..." You stammered. "P-Please let me g-go now..."
"No..." The man growled as he approached you even closer. "Not until I...have some fun...!"
He slapped you so hard, you hit your head against the lamp post.
You collapsed on the ground, unconscious.
Your vision was blurry.
The man approached you and knelt next to you on the ground.
"Fare attenzione dei miei coltelli che possono uccidere te, bella ragazza." He whispered in your ear.
(Be careful of my knives that can kill you, you beautiful girl.) 😨
Afterwards, you blacked out.
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Torture (2p! Italy X Reader) (DISCONTINUED!!!)
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