Looking confused and with out asking why, Toris took his cellphone out and pressed speed dial two. (ring ring ring) "Hello?" Ivan picked up in a happy sounding voice. Arthur could hear him though the phone.
"Hello Ivan-san? I was- Yes he is. Do you wish to- Ok I understand."
Toris was avoiding Arthur's eyes. It just hit him, what Ivan was doing and why Arthur was in a hurry. "He said to come to him fast as you can if you want to see the toy again... Hes over at the cellar of the old windmill. I'm so Sorry for whats happening" Toris was saying sadly.
With out saying anything at all Arthur was running as fast he could over to the Windmill that so happen to be right behind Toris's House.
Ivan had already taken Alfreds pants off and had cut him multiple times. Although he had just gotten off the phone with Toris.
"Guess what my sweet? Your caring little Brit will be joining us today."
Ivan keeping his smile. Looking just to see Alfreds face when realized what Ivan was planning to do.
"No! Ivan don't bring him into this! If you lay one finger on him I will never forgive you!" Alfred cried. Tears running down his eyes, because he knew that it was his fault for everything that happened. "Oh my your weak spot really is the one that I'm going to torture."
Ivan said as he yawnd and walked off some where else.
Arthur suddenly charged through the door and ran down the stairs in to the cellar.
He saw his Alfred hanging there with his head down, with out Clothes, dripping blood from his amrs, legs, neck, and face. "My god Alfred. What has that monster done to you!" Arthur sort of crying as he went over to Alfred.
"Please get out of here wail you still can.." Whispered Alfred full of tears dripping off him.
"Don't be daft I have to get you out of here." Arthur said wail he was untying his hands."a-Arthur he'll come back so please go far away from here." Alfred said in a pleading voice.
Arthur ignored it and got Alfreds hands some what free.
He was staring into his eyes holding him. "Its okay, I'm here now." Arthur kept repeating.
"So I see you finally showed up. Oh how fun this will be!" Said Ivan laughing.
Thats part 4
"Hello Ivan-san? I was- Yes he is. Do you wish to- Ok I understand."
Toris was avoiding Arthur's eyes. It just hit him, what Ivan was doing and why Arthur was in a hurry. "He said to come to him fast as you can if you want to see the toy again... Hes over at the cellar of the old windmill. I'm so Sorry for whats happening" Toris was saying sadly.
With out saying anything at all Arthur was running as fast he could over to the Windmill that so happen to be right behind Toris's House.
Ivan had already taken Alfreds pants off and had cut him multiple times. Although he had just gotten off the phone with Toris.
"Guess what my sweet? Your caring little Brit will be joining us today."
Ivan keeping his smile. Looking just to see Alfreds face when realized what Ivan was planning to do.
"No! Ivan don't bring him into this! If you lay one finger on him I will never forgive you!" Alfred cried. Tears running down his eyes, because he knew that it was his fault for everything that happened. "Oh my your weak spot really is the one that I'm going to torture."
Ivan said as he yawnd and walked off some where else.
Arthur suddenly charged through the door and ran down the stairs in to the cellar.
He saw his Alfred hanging there with his head down, with out Clothes, dripping blood from his amrs, legs, neck, and face. "My god Alfred. What has that monster done to you!" Arthur sort of crying as he went over to Alfred.
"Please get out of here wail you still can.." Whispered Alfred full of tears dripping off him.
"Don't be daft I have to get you out of here." Arthur said wail he was untying his hands."a-Arthur he'll come back so please go far away from here." Alfred said in a pleading voice.
Arthur ignored it and got Alfreds hands some what free.
He was staring into his eyes holding him. "Its okay, I'm here now." Arthur kept repeating.
"So I see you finally showed up. Oh how fun this will be!" Said Ivan laughing.
Thats part 4
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