Chero had done it again. She had been captured. Let’s see...When was the first time? Oh yeah...When that stupid elf King would not let her leave. Then it was the Mafia...That was really scary, but Feliciano had saved her. But this was one time where she did not want Feliciano to save her, because...it was a trap.
The young mage pulled at her bindings experimentally and tried to use magic to escape, only to be shocked. She winced in pain, regretting that idea. How did he get....
“Magic blockers?” Luciano said, slinking over to his prey, “We’a have mages in my world too. Only they don’t hide like here...”
Chero looked away from Luciano. It was too weird to see someone with Feliciano’s face acting this way. He turned her arm sideways, which was painful due to the arm being bound to the other. He ran his finger against the light scar that bore the word, “Abomination”.
“In my world no one would’a ever call you this. Mages and witches? They’a rule our world.”
Chero closed her eyes, willing him to go away. Luciano grabbed her chin with his gloved hands and turned her head roughly.
“Look at me.” he ordered, “I’a want to see the horror in your’a eyes when you lose all’a hope.”
“Luciano...” Lutz said, entering the room, “Feliciano has arrived.”
The Italian let go of the girl and stood straight up and turned to his ally,
“Bring him in.”
Luciano walked over to a small table and unrolled a mat holding a series of different torture instruments. His fingers hovered over each tool. He finally settled on his old favorite, the switch blade that got him through many a fun game.
When Luciano slipped out of the room to get more devices he needed that is when Letezia slipped in. She hurried over to her 1P! and started to work on removing Chero’s bindings.
“Why are you doing this?” Chero asked, “You’re my 2P yes? Don’t you want me dead?”
“...If you die...I die too...” she whispered, “I am not real...I am merely a shadow of you.”
Letezia laughed, “My magic is not even that good. Luciano would not have let that happen anyways...Zoey and I were made by the Axis powers as tools to get over here.”
Chero looked at her 2P with sympathy, “What is your name?”
“Letezia,” she smiled.
“That’s my middle name. It suits you better than me,” Chero smiled.
“Thank you...”
“You know...You don’t have to be evil. I think you are very kind...and you
could stay here and live with my big sister and I...” Chero offered.
Letezia smiled, “I...I would like that a lot. Because all I really wanted was free-”
The poor girl was cut off. She coughed up blood and crumpled to the ground. Chero’s eyes went wide at the site of four knives in her back.
“Tut tut~ My doll broke...” Luciano said, pushing a table into the room.
“She was on your side!” Chero cried.
“And she’a betrayed me. La mia povera bambola rotta...I made her I-a can dispose of her,” Luciano said, walking towards Chero, blood lust in his eyes.
When Feliciano arrived at the 2P!’s hideout he was met by a man who looked like Japan, but of course was not. He followed the Japanese man to a sitting room. He waited until Lud-no...someone who looked like Germany came in and forcefully dragged him along.
Feliciano sighed in relief when he saw that Chero was not hurt. She was strapped to a table that was tilted up ever so slightly so that Feliciano could fully see her. Her arms and legs were spread out, attached to the table, and her dress was torn from running away earlier.
“Bella!” he called, trying to run to her, but Lutz held him back.
Chero lifted her head up, “Feli...You shouldn’t have come!”
Luciano slinked over from his table of tools towards Chero, “But he’a had to!”
He gripped her face in his hand, “You are’a his bellissima fidanzata!”
Feliciano’s face turned bright red. Chero wished she understood more Italian.
Feli took a deep breath, “Let her’a go! I am’a here now. You want me, right? A 2P! will get sucked back into their world if they don’t kill their 1P! right?”
Luciano smirked, “That is’a right, you are’a smarter than you appear.”
“So, please...let her go. She’a has been through enough!”
Luciano chuckled darkly, “But what would’a be the fun in that? I’a know you’a would give your life for her. It’s-a more fun to watch you’a squirm~”
He quickly swung his arm in a slicing motion, causing Chero to cry out. A gash appeared on her cheek, blood pouring out. Luciano licked his knife, pleased with the noise she made. Feliciano pulled at Lutz as hard as he could.
“Chero!” he cried.
“Tie him up, but make sure he can’a see the show. It’s only beginning, Feli~”
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*cackles and runs off*
