The man Alfred could only assume was the leader of the ring of pirates they had captured sat tied to a chair, dripping wet and bruised. From the looks of things, they were feeding him only enough to keep him alive.
It was too soft, Alfred thought. There were bruises where there should have been cuts instead. There were not enough lines under the man’s eyes, not enough desperation, not enough suffering.
Ludwig took a seat on the opposite chair, a single table separating captor and captive. Alfred positioned himself behind Ludwig, clenching his fists.
“So, are you ready to talk now? Who told you about this?” he asked sternly.
The man laughed. “It was just an experiment. It’s not like you’re human!”
“Answer the question!” Ludwig barked.
“No, wait,” Alfred cut through. “What’s this? What’s he talking about?”
“Oh are you one of them too?” the man laughed before Ludwig could open his mouth t reply. “It was just an experiment. I heard that when a country goes through economic crisis or outbreaks of disease it affects you, so does that work the other way? For example, if I cut you, could I harm the country’s society by doing that? If I capture one of you, would that be the same as having captured the country? Could I control the country through one of you? I bet you’ve never tried it. I bet you don’t even know yourself. Don’t you want to - ”
“That’s enough!” Ludwig jumped to his feet, slamming his palms against the table, but the man continued, almost hysterical.
Alfred silently moved around the side of the table, closer to the ranting man.
“Hey! What happens if I fuck one of you? What happens when two of your kind fucks? Why don’t you try it out and tell me?”
Alfred’s fist buried itself against the side of the man’s face, sending both him and the chair he was tied to sprawling across the floor.
“Alfred!” Ludwig leapt forward, pulling him back before he did anymore harm to their captive.
“Y – You,” Alfred seethed. “You...just for that? Just for your stupid curiosity you went and did something like that?!” He made a wild rush for the man, ready to kick his guts in and smash his face like a pumpkin but Ludwig held fast, dragging him inch by inch away from the prisoner.
The man laughed. Despite the red mark on his cheek and the blood trickling down his face he laughed with the force of a hundred deranged hyenas. “Idiot. If what we think is true, wars won’t be over physical land anymore, it’ll be over who gets you!”
“Who – who gets us?!” Alfred raged. “You fucking son of a – We’re not spoils of war! We feel the same things you do! Just because you thought you could get power this way you - ”
“Alfred!” Ludwig yelled. “Alfred, calm down!”
“You! You did that to Arthur!?”
“Alfred!”
“You did all of that to him!?”
“Alfred, stop this!”
“You went and raped him!?”
“Alfred!”
Ludwig let go for just a second, spinning him around to face him he slapped a gloved hand straight across Alfred’s cheek. “Snap out of it!” he cried, breathing heavily.
Alfred stared at him in silence.
“Mein Gott, ich habe Kopfschmerz,” he muttered under his breath.
“S...Sorry,” Alfred muttered, refusing to look at the prisoner because he knew that would cause his anger to swell but also refusing to look at Ludwig out of guilt. He stared at the floor between his feet instead, mumbling excuses to leave the room and return to Arthur’s side.
Ludwig promised that he would report anything new to the others. He had a bad feeling about this. They both did.
Re: If you find me...[5?]
The man Alfred could only assume was the leader of the ring of pirates they had captured sat tied to a chair, dripping wet and bruised. From the looks of things, they were feeding him only enough to keep him alive.
It was too soft, Alfred thought. There were bruises where there should have been cuts instead. There were not enough lines under the man’s eyes, not enough desperation, not enough suffering.
Ludwig took a seat on the opposite chair, a single table separating captor and captive. Alfred positioned himself behind Ludwig, clenching his fists.
“So, are you ready to talk now? Who told you about this?” he asked sternly.
The man laughed. “It was just an experiment. It’s not like you’re human!”
“Answer the question!” Ludwig barked.
“No, wait,” Alfred cut through. “What’s this? What’s he talking about?”
“Oh are you one of them too?” the man laughed before Ludwig could open his mouth t reply. “It was just an experiment. I heard that when a country goes through economic crisis or outbreaks of disease it affects you, so does that work the other way? For example, if I cut you, could I harm the country’s society by doing that? If I capture one of you, would that be the same as having captured the country? Could I control the country through one of you? I bet you’ve never tried it. I bet you don’t even know yourself. Don’t you want to - ”
“That’s enough!” Ludwig jumped to his feet, slamming his palms against the table, but the man continued, almost hysterical.
Alfred silently moved around the side of the table, closer to the ranting man.
“Hey! What happens if I fuck one of you? What happens when two of your kind fucks? Why don’t you try it out and tell me?”
Alfred’s fist buried itself against the side of the man’s face, sending both him and the chair he was tied to sprawling across the floor.
“Alfred!” Ludwig leapt forward, pulling him back before he did anymore harm to their captive.
“Y – You,” Alfred seethed. “You...just for that? Just for your stupid curiosity you went and did something like that?!” He made a wild rush for the man, ready to kick his guts in and smash his face like a pumpkin but Ludwig held fast, dragging him inch by inch away from the prisoner.
The man laughed. Despite the red mark on his cheek and the blood trickling down his face he laughed with the force of a hundred deranged hyenas. “Idiot. If what we think is true, wars won’t be over physical land anymore, it’ll be over who gets you!”
“Who – who gets us?!” Alfred raged. “You fucking son of a – We’re not spoils of war! We feel the same things you do! Just because you thought you could get power this way you - ”
“Alfred!” Ludwig yelled. “Alfred, calm down!”
“You! You did that to Arthur!?”
“Alfred!”
“You did all of that to him!?”
“Alfred, stop this!”
“You went and raped him!?”
“Alfred!”
Ludwig let go for just a second, spinning him around to face him he slapped a gloved hand straight across Alfred’s cheek. “Snap out of it!” he cried, breathing heavily.
Alfred stared at him in silence.
“Mein Gott, ich habe Kopfschmerz,” he muttered under his breath.
“S...Sorry,” Alfred muttered, refusing to look at the prisoner because he knew that would cause his anger to swell but also refusing to look at Ludwig out of guilt. He stared at the floor between his feet instead, mumbling excuses to leave the room and return to Arthur’s side.
Ludwig promised that he would report anything new to the others. He had a bad feeling about this. They both did.
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