(DISCONTINUED)Things Change/Countryhumans story

Chapter #11

Urg, my arm is hurts so much. Where am I? I look at my arms and leg, which are chained to the wall. I struggles to get out but it's no use. Look around more and I see two figure in front of me. I couldn't see the figures that well but I decided to "investigate" them. "Hey! Who are you!?", I yell toward them. They didn't respond, instead they began to walk towards me. I try to move back a little but the wall stops me. The two characters came closer and closer, and stopped about 4 feet away from me. I can see the two more clearly now, but still, I couldn't recognize one of the figures that well but the other one seemed really familiar.

Wait...

What am I thinking, it can't be him.

"This is the one to get out first, right?", one of the figures asked the other. "Yes.", It said back. "Who are you guys and what do you want from me?!", I yelled at them but they still didn't respond back at me. They ignored me like I didn't exist. "Hey! Can you even hear m--", I was cut of by a sharp pain on my shoulder. One of the figure's pressed on my shoulder making the awful pain worse. "Perhaps, you don't remember me.", It said. "My name is Martial Law, and if you don't know who I am or what will happen to you if you dare disobey from us, you'll be begging for our mercy on your goddamn knees.", it said, finally letting go of me. "Geez, no wonder why you wanted him to go first.", "Martial" said to the other. "Well, that isn't the only reason, there are other reasons too. And you should know that.", finally the other figure says. I recognize that voice.

It's Philip's voice...

I starred at the two,

No It cant be Philip, he's to innocent to do this to me.

And who is Martial Law? Does he have to do something with this?

God, I have so much questions.

One whispered someone thing to the the other one."Okay, if you say so.", "Martial" says, walking closer to me with something in his hand. "So, knowing full well you don't remember me, I'll 'properly' introduce myself this time.", he said a little wickedly. "I'm the one not to be messed with, which also means not to mess with my little brother too. So dare do anything to him or I'll have to kill you too. Which I mean, I did want to do in the beginning, but luckily my brother doesn't want you killed. So consider yourself lucky.", he said with a strict tone. I nodded, afraid of saying anything. "Good. Finally got that settled.", the other figure said, "happily". "Now, I guess I'll take over, Kuya you can monitor the others while I'm busy with him.", he said. "Martial" nodded and walked out the room but handed something to the other.

There are others? What did he hand to him?

"Well, lets see how much you can actually remember about 'us'.", he said walking towards me. Now i could perfectly see his face.

I was right, it was Philip.

But why?

"Phil--.", he put his finger on my lips to silence me. "I'm not the Philip you remember, Spain. I've changed. I'm not the 'Sunshine' that 'lighten up' your day everyday. The smile that 'cheered' you guys up. All these things made me weak. It allowed you guys to manipulate me. Use me, like some puppet on strings. But you know what? It's MY turn to play Puppeteer.", he said with anger and passion. He started to laugh manically, which made me worry about him more and more the more he laughed. I could tell that he was hurting inside but what could have done this to him. Was it my fault? "Philip please, just let me help you.", I said in concern.

He slapped me on the face.

"YOU THINK YOU CAN HELP ME?! AFTER ALL THE THINGS THAT HAS EVER HAPPENED TO ME, YOU OUT OF ALL PEOPLE, THINK THAT YOU CAN HELP ME?! YOU MUST BE A TOTAL IDIOT THEN. ALL YOU EVER DID WAS SPECTATE ME BEING TORTURED BY PEOPLE THAT YOU COULD'VE STOPPED, BUT YOU WERE TOO MUCH OF COWARD TO DO ANYTHING.", he yelled at me, I filled with guilt. He started to cry and he tried hiding it from me, but it was obvious that he was. All I just wanted to do was help but it was like there was this barrier that stopped me from doing so.

He wiped off the tears off his face and looked at the thing that 'Martial' given to him. He took a deep breathe and looked back at me. "You really are an idiot to think that you can help me, but I don't blame you. I've done more idiotic things than you have, things that I can't undo from the past but that shouldn't stop me from doing what I have to do.", he said now looking away from me. He walked away from me for 5 minutes and came back with something else in his hands.

It was a knife.

"You and Me know how it feels to have blood in our hands, don't you.", he said looking at the knife. I didn't answer back. "Well you don't have to answer me, what I'm trying to say is that I'm not going to kill you. Instead, I'll do the very thing you let upon to me and my family.", he said and smiled. I gulped. "I'll remind you of every single moment of torture and despair the same way you did to me. But of course this won't kill you. I just want you to suffer. I want you to feel the pain you inflicted upon me and everyone else you had hurt."

He the got knife and walked to me. I was scared. I kept trying to break the chains off me but I knew it wouldn't work. By the time I stopped trying Philip stabbed me on my left arm. I screamed in pain, while blood dripped down the knife as he pulled it out of my arm. I looked at his face and he was smiling.

He was enjoying this?

But how?

Torturing and seeing people can't be something amusing to someone.

My thinking was cut off to another pain but this time he stabbed me on my other arm, but it's time slowly moving the blade around still in my arm. Which made it hurt more and more he turned the blade.

Why?!

Why is he doing this to me?! I never did anything!

Why me?!

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Hmm. I finished this in two days. I used my computer and it actually worked, so yay.
And here's depressing animation that I did for a GxA thing. I also lost my stylus so r.i.p.

r.i.p spain