Author Notes- Hello, my updates might not be as fast as they were. This is because I'm now juggling two stories, a convention and soon school. But if you like this story then you should read my other story, it's a hetalia fanfiction like this one. (Casually advertises self) *The other story is only on fanfiction.net*
-Chapter 6-
Switzerland was sitting on his porch polishing his trusty pistol, the world meeting had stirred up his anger. He was mumbling to himself complaints when he heard his little sister scream. "Liechtenstein?!" Switzerland yelled running into his home, holding his gun tightly. Switzerland looked around wondering which room to go when a voice that sounded like Liechtenstein's accept much bolder spoke "She's in here numbnuts." Switzerland ran to Liechtenstein's room where the noise had come from. He slammed the door open ready to shoot whoever it was that was insane enough to even touch his sister only to see two Liechtensteins. One was smirking devilishly in a military uniform with a gun to the others head. The other was in the same dress Liechtenstein had been in earlier and passed out, the only thing making her sit up was that the other girl was pulling her hair so that her gun was right next to her temple.
Switzerland pointed his gun at the imposter that wore a military outfit "Let her go." he growled. The imposter looked at Switzerland and sounded exactly like Liechtenstein when she spoke this time "B-big brother please don't. If you do anything this lady will blow a hole in my head."
Switzerland froze unsure of what to do “You imposter.” he growled at her, she returned this by pressing the gun against Liechtenstein’s temple. Switzerland was internally screaming seeing how helpless Liechtenstein was at that moment. The imposter spoke sounding more like the way she did earlier “Drop your gun or see your little sister die. Your choice.” Switzerland glared at her as he slowly put gun on the ground. Switzerland tried to keep a calm demeanor though he was in complete panic on the inside “Just don’t hurt her.”
The imposter looked at him, a little bit of surprise could be seen her face. She let go of Liechtenstein’s hair and threw herself onto Switzerland, pinning him to the ground. He tried to knock her off but she put her gun to his head making him realize how much of a life or death situation he was in, the imposter smiled “I’m going to keep you alive and torture you.” she said in a cheery voice. He tried to reach for his gun as she grabbed a wet cloth out from pocket, then putting it over his mouth and nose. Chloroform. He thought as he tried to hold his breath desperate to grab that gun. It was when his vision had grown dark that his hand reached the gun. It was too late.
*Time skip*
Switzerland woke up feeling awful, and could barely keep his eyes open. Focused his energy into figuring out what was going on. He was in a dimly lit room, with wooden floors. He saw a familiar sword leaning against the wall. “The basement.” That’s what he meant to say but was muffled by the gag in his mouth. He then realized that his arms and legs tied to a chair with barbed wire so that if he moved at all he would get even more hurt.
He heard footsteps and readied himself for the imposter, to see a face just like his stare at him. The look-a-like a wore a smile but his eyes looked so in pain, he wore a pink and purple sweater and designer jeans. Switzerland couldn’t help himself but try to speak though it only came out as loud muffled words because of the cloth in his mouth, the mirror of him covered his mouth hushing him. He spoke in a whisper “I can get you out but if I do you have to something for me. You have to kill that imposter as you call her. I don’t care if she acts or sounds like you sister, I want her dead. Do we have a deal?” Switzerland nodded slowly trying to keep himself from getting hurt by the barbed wire.
The man’s smile became more genuine as he used his pliers to cut the barb wire carefully avoiding hurting Switzerland the best he could. When he was done with Switzerland’s arms and working on his leg Switzerland asked trying to keep his voice down “Where’s Liechtenstein?” the man didn’t even move his eyes when he responded “Your sister is upstairs, though I don’t know much beyond that.” Switzerland was unhappy that he didn’t know Liechtenstein’s situation but he would just have to find out anyways “And how long was I out?” the man looked up at Switzerland as he cut the last piece keeping him down “About six hours.”
Switzerland stood up and could tell the drugs were still in his system, but still he grabbed his sword that hadn’t used since he and Austria were friends and looked at his look alike and said sternly “Thank you.” before going up the stairs cautiously. He looked around not sure where he should start looking and thinking of Liechtenstein went up the stairs and headed to her room, odds were high that she wouldn’t be there but he needed to be sure. And to his surprise it looked like she was. There was someone wrapped in a blanket crying in the corner and the sniffles sounded like Liechtenstein’s.
Switzerland tried to sound calm when he spoke but the truth was that he was beyond alarmed with fear for his sister’s condition “Liechtenstein?” he took a step closer to her as she curled herself deeper into a ball. “D-don’t look at me.” Switzerland could hear his heart pound as asked the question “What did she do to you?” Liechtenstein’s voice choked on a sob as she tried to respond “II...I” she sobbed as she raised one her arms the her dress should have been covering “I’m not clean anymore...” Switzerland stopped breath as let the meaning of her words come through. He glared at erist that had cuts on it from a struggle.
Switzerland stormed of the room not caring if the imposter heard him, held the sword in his hand tightly. His adrenaline fighting against the effects from the drugs. He stomped down the hall wondering where the imposter was when out from one of the doors he had passed came out the very person he was looking for. He turned around the wrath in his eyes reflected in his words “You...You raped her!” ran at the imposter swinging his sword, she dodged his attack and shot him in the knee. He fell down to one knee and glared at her as she spoke “I like to say I gave her surprise sex.” She aimed her gun at his head “I’m afraid my plan to keep you alive and torture you has been canceled. I have no choice but to kill you.”
Switzerland closed his eyes bracing himself for the bullet, but no bullet came. He heard his attacker scream and looked up and shock washed over him. The same scissors that Liechtenstein had used to cut her hair were now bloody. His attacker’s throat was slashed as the body fell to the ground giving him a good look at Liechtenstein, who had one hand on the blanket which was the only thing covering her up and the other hand was holding on to the scissors so tightly it was cutting her. She just stared at the body that looked just like her “I feel so... dirty.” she sobbed.
She didn’t flinch when she felt cold metal be pressed against her neck. Switzerland looked in horror he saw the man that looked just like him pressing a knife against Liechtenstein’s neck. It looked like he was about to kill his precious sister. He cried out “No!” the man that looked like him looked at Liechtenstein, his smile so warm you would never think it was because he was about to kill. He spoke in a sing song type voice “ One Liechtenstein dead. One to go.”
More Author Notes- SAD THINGS EVERYWHERE! Poor Switzerland just can’t get a break. *Sigh* Why do I do this to myself?
