Mercy? Yeah not this time
Hey guys I just want to say I might not upload Friday or Saturday as I'm going to Colorado for family reasons and my birthdays Thursday so I probably won't upload then either. Just want to make a few things clear, Also Warning for some blood and violence.
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America gazed down in grim satisfaction at the two beaten and bloodied bodies before him. Surprisingly enough they weren't unconscious just yet, America had to guess centuries of battles and fighting other countries built up their pain tolerances. America had to at least give them props for trying to fight back as he traced a finger over his own bust lip which was the result of a punch from Denmark.
"I gotta say I'm impressed." America complemented the two males on the floor who's heads slowly rose at the sound of his American accent. "You tried to fight back and you're not unconscious yet! Ah well anyway it's time for a couple questions~." America said in a frighteningly cheerful voice and grabbed Denmark by the hair and dragged him up from the floor till he was standing which was extremely painful since America had broken one of his legs.
"Ok Denny! Here's how this is going to go, I'm going to ask you a few simple questions and you're going to answer them." Denmark spat blood at America's face and gave him a bloody smirk. "Or what?" Denmark snarled at the American who wiped the blood from where it had landed on his face and switched to holding Denmark up with one hand while pulling something shiny out of his pocket. Denmark went even paler than he already was when he saw the knife and started to sweat buckets.
"Or I'll cut off your fingers one at a time, have them grow back, and cut them off all over. You know is well as I do we may be immortal but regrowing limbs hurts like a bitch so if I were you I'd just answer the questions." America explained slowly trance Denmark's throat with the knife smiling almost insanely. Almost, he wasn't off his rocker yet. No he'd come to far to go insane now.
"Fine! Fine! Just ask your damn questions already!" Denmark snapped but quickly changed his attitude when America pressed the knife into his throat. "Cool! Now question one who's idea was it to do this 'bet'?" America asked him and smiled when Denmark's breathing quickened. "F-France, It was France. He said he'd seen you naked and that you weren't fat like everyone thought so we got curious and then the bet started to see who could get you to strip first." Denmark explained quickly and his last bits of hope leave him when he saw America's eyes blacken with hate and vengeance.
"France, huh? I should've known, it's so like him to manipulate people for nudity. Okay next question, why did you decide to go along with it?" "There was a lot of money being thrown in the ring that I thought either me or Prussia would win." Denmark confessed flinching away as the blade dug into his skin and broke skin. "And why would you think that?" America raised an eyebrow at him while looking down at the Dane who looked like he had made the biggest mistake of his life.
"Well we thought because we're friends that you'd allow us a little peek, y'know?" Denmark said sealing his fate and Prussia's as well with his words. America threw him at the wall and Denmark felt his back breaking on contact. "You thought 'because we were friends' that I'd allow you to see you naked?! If that's really what you think then your more deluded than I thought!" America snarled at Denmark as he slowly slid down the wall.
"B-B-Barmherzig.."
America turned to Prussia when he heard that one word and smiled almost sweetly at the Prussian who was trying to crawl away from the obvious snapped American. American causally walked towards him and crouched to his level while smiling at the albino man. "Die schuldigen verdienen keine gnade. Ich gab dir eine zweite chance und du hast sie für geld weggeworfen." The German rolled off America's tongue fluently like it was his first language (which it wasn't) sending Gilbert into a state of shock.
America raised the knife and stabbed Prussia in the back right next to where one of the glass cuts was. "Now you know what it's like to have someone, someone you trusted with your life, stab you in the back." America shouted finally losing his cool and taking the knife from the Prussian's back and storming over to Denmark and do the same thing him.
Once America was satisfied with the condition of the two Europeans, he stuffed the knife back into his pocket and walking away with blood on his clothes, face, and hair smiling like he had just won the lottery. Now that Prussia and Denmark were dealt with it was time to move onto bigger fish.
"I'm coming for you, Francis Bonnefoy!"
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