Welcome to my World 2p!HetaliaxReader-ch.4

WARNING: This depressing reader insert is full of dark, depressing shiet ahead. Also A lot of torture, insanity and madness. READ AT YOUR OWN EXPENSE and don't say i didn't want you.




i don't have anything clever to say about Name, we seriously left off where she bit into a cake. Imagine it how you want: erotically, cutely, like mouse taking little nibbles, erotically...You know where I am going with this right? A certain character who's famous (sort  of not really anymore is about to pop in)

Name bit into the cake. It was sweet. Her hunger took over and she ate the thing whole into her hand. Carefully taking in the pieces. She didn't care, she was just so hungry but careful that the cake wasn't wasted. Soon the cake was gone.

"So was my cake just absolutely delicious?" Arthur asked, his bright blue eyes shining.

Name hesitated to answer "Yes" she nodded. "The cake was wonderful thank you" Name said, wondering where this sudden politeness came from. The sweet taste of cake still lingered on her taste buds, it was sweet. Too sweet. Name began feel a sudden coldness and shivered. She rubbed her arms as her teeth clattered.

Arthur gave another semi-hysterical laugh "I'm glad to see the cake take its affect on you!"

"W-what are you talking about? I though you said didn't-ugh P-poison it!" Name shouted.

"I didn't I just added a special ingredient Name" Arthur stood up and paced around Name's shivering figure on the ground. "You see Name, when you chose cake you volunteered to take a part of mine and the Allies' experiment. You might want to stop rubbing your arms, it will only make it worse."

"What are you-Aah!" Name's voice shrieked. The places where she had rubbed her arms began to burn profusely as if she was on fire. Then the sensations began to crawl all over her body, like a bleeding wound. Name's body jerked if and part of her flesh touched another part of her it felt to her as if searing needles stabbed into her. Everything was seemed as if it was boiling soon Name shut her eyes and screamed in pain. "Why are you doing this too me!" she screamed as her back arched from the ground, her surrounding became unbearable. The once soft carpet floors felt like sharp, hard plastic needles over her sensitive body. Everything felt as if she was covered in scars and had  stinging alcohol dumped onto her once more. She screamed  for every breath she took and searing tears ran down her face.

Arthur sighed "Aw looks like you're body is going through the change." Name's screams became more hoarse as Arthur explained between scream "You see, as nations our bodies are quiet different from humans. We can't get as hurt as easily as you do but since we were born this way you have to go through the more painful process."

Name's body cringed at the indescribable pain she was going through and lied as a mess at Arthur's feet. "It burns. It burns! IT BURNS!" she cried in agony. "MAKE IT STOP!"

Arthur laughed "I'm sorry poppet but I don't know how to end. If you survive you'll be the first."

"IT BURNS! MAKE IT STOP! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD MAKE IT STOP!" her voice wavered as she shouted. She heard glass break behind her and saw an angry Arthur looking down at her with a blank stare.

"Now, look at what you've done Name.." Arthur said in monotonous voice "You broke my some of my nice crystal. Naughty, naught Name..."
Name flayed weakly on the floor. She saw Arthur bring a butter knife from the table and held it over her. As the knife came down she moved away from the strike, despite the pain and exhaustion she was facing. Arthur, unsatisfied, stepped on her hand and tried to get her once more and got her in her arm. Names screamed as the the slowly oozing blood trickled down her arm like cold ice against her body. She cried once more as Arthur laughed. Name had managed to slip her hand out from Arthur's foot and rolled away from him. The overjoyed Brit stepped onto the hair of his victim and kicked her over so now she was lying on her stomach.

"So how does this feel Name?" Arthur said as he began to chop away at her hair. He sat on top of her to apply a more brutal cut to Name's hair.

"Mm-mph!" Name screamed into the floor. Hot tears flowed freely from her face as she saw her (h/c) strands of hair fall delicately onto the floor like feathers.

"Lets see.. What else can I do to you?" Arthur forcefully moved Name's head so now it was at profile view to him. "You seem to frown a lot don't you Name? Nobody likes a Debbie Downer. You need to be more cheery like me. Say, that gives me an idea" Arthur bent don't to Name's face and whispered "Would you like to have my smile Name?"

Name tried to shake her head no and screamed as she tried to wiggle away from Arthur. He got off of her and stomped on her back making a loud crack sound. Name stopped because of the pain and moaned. Arthur forcefully flipped her to her back and straddled her. His knees were on her shoulders and he held her neck as to choke her.

"You really don't know what you want Name" Arthur smiled. He pressed the tip of the blade at the corner of Name's mouth that gave a blood curdling cry.

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"What the hell do you think Arthur is doing up there?" Al said as he looked the ceiling above him. Knowing Arthur's room was up and he had taken Name out.

"Getting it on I guess" Matt flung his dart at the board with a picture of the Axis powers on it.

"Not likely aru" Yao calmly drank his tea "Arthur isn't that kind of animal."

Al glared as he threw his dart at the board"Are you trying to imply something you squintey eyed mother-"

"Aiyah, you have such a bad temper aru" Yao pouted. "I mean Arthur can't penetrate if he even tried" he laughed as did Matt.

"He has a point. That high-pitched bastard is nowhere close to being an actual man" Matt threw another dart that landed right in between Germany's eyes. "Damn it I was going for the Italian" he muttered.

Al aimed for the bulls eye but missed and hit Italy instead, not Japan. "Fuck this, hey Ivan can you pass me a beer?"

"Da" Ivan tossed Al a cold can of beer. He proceeded to open it but heard another of Name's cries.

"The fuck is going on up there? Shouldn't she be dead by now?" Al asked, to no one in particular.

"Arthur had always liked the middle ages torture methods. He's just probably experimenting on Name" Francis said causally as he flipped through the newspaper.

"Besides, if she has survived this long couldn't this be a good thing?" Ivan said, clinking the ice around his glass full of vodka.

A silence answered the room.

"Wait" Matt stopped throwing darts and turned to face the group "Does this mean we're going to have a new country on our hands?"

"A new female one at that. Those damn Axis powers took all the girls" Yao said. "Not that it matters, countries can't make more countries."

"Then how in the hell is this supposed to work?" Al asked "We didn't just fuck up that Prussia guy just for giggles did we?"

"Aw whats wrong Al?" Matt teased "Did you actually like him?"

"Hell no! He just helped gain my independence from that crazy mother fucker upstairs!And I mean that literally!"

Ivan gave a disgusted face "Too much information..."

"AAAAHH! SHTOP IT PWEASE!!" the men heard Name cry out once again.

"Huh, she's still alive aru" Yao looked up inquisitively. "Thought she'd be dead by now certainly."

Francis sighed in frustration "Gah, I'm going to make him stop before he gets too carried away" He put his newspaper down and huffed a cloud out from his cigarette as he went up stairs. He stopped for a moment "Both of you, be have" he warned Al and Matt "Make sure they don't do anything stupid Ivan." Francis proceeded to head up stairs.

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Name lied on the ground, her shoulder's busied, her hands tied above her head and her legs were bound as well. Aside from all this the most obvious damage was shown on her face. Two lines of blood trickled down both sides of her face. Name occasionally coughed at the red red liquid entering her mouth but the metallic taste still remained. She could see her reflection, all the damage that the sadistic Arthur had caused was staring back at her. There were clear white tiles on the roof of the room that showed her sobbing mess. Name still wasn't used to the new Cheshire scars Arthur had cause moments ago.

"Well, it was messy but we got through it didn't we Name?" Arthur said in his usual cheerful tone as he cleaned the blood off with a handkerchief. "Name look at me when I'm talking to you."

Name turned her head slowly as too look at Arthur. The burning feeling had disappeared but the new wounds at the corner of her mouth was now the new source of pain.

"Good girl, you'll look much better when  that blood is all cleaned up." Arthur sighed in joy "Oh you humans are always so fun. You keep on bleeding despite your body's ability to regenerate itself which is pathetically slow." Arthur went to another side of his room mumbling about where he left his sewing kit.

"Mmph" Name groaned as she saw Arthur approached her slowly with what look liked metallic wire and a sewing needle. She tried to move away from him but her movements where constrained by the ropes.

"I'm just trying to help you Name, now hold still like a good little girl" Arthur stepped bent down to face her "If you would just behave it wouldn't hurt so much."

Name felt her eyes water again. She did not want to go through another round of torture with Arthur. "Please, stop" she cried weakly.

"Arthur that is enough" a scratched French voice stopped the madman and his victim.

"Oh why hello dear friend, would you like to join? I know how much you like your girls" Arthur pointed down at Name. "Or is she wearing too much for you?" Arthur then slowly unzipped Name's jacket and gave a suggestive look at Francis.

Fear was clear in Name's eyes pleading not to do anything. Francis gave her one long and hard look before puffing out another cloud of smoke.

"That does not not interest me, right now I need to know what you have done with her so far" Francis took his cigarette out of his mouth "The others are getting anxious."

Name's (e/c) eyes darted towards Arthur wondering what he was going to say next.

"Well its a bit obvious isn't it? I gave her a smile that's all. She was being a little difficult but as you can see I've handled it" Arthur said proudly. "Oh! I also gave her the cake."

Francis paused for a moment and raised and eyebrow at Name. "Really?If that's all then I'm taking her to Yao so she can get stitched up." Francis bent done and undid the ropes around Name's legs and led her out of the room. Not before stealing a handkerchief and holding it against Name's mouth. Together they walked out of the room "Don't take it offensively Arthur but your needlework is horrible."

Name and Francis walked down the halls and stairs to the living room where the other Allies were. "Yao, put that opium out. You have to fix what Arthur did" Francis ordered.

Yao sighed in annoyed tone "Fine" He got up and lead the way to the kitchen and made Name lean back onto a chair. He cleaned the blood off and told Name"This is an ancient Chinese secret so you wont be able to feel a thing" Yao smiled as the needle first struck into Name who flinched. "Well except for that first on one this side aru."

"So he just cut her up? I don't believe he did just that and not nail her" Matt said as a he blew loose strand of hair to the side. He and the others were watching Yao preform his handiwork on Name since there was nothing better to do.

"Would you nail her?" Al scoffed at his brother.

"Pfft no, she looks like shit. Unless i really had to get it off" Matt said.

"What do mean by getting it off? I thought America would since he nailed his bat" Ivan said, not understanding the euphemism.

Matt began to snicker and Al gave wtf look at Ivan "Uh, that's not what I meant Ivan..."

"Well you are the land of the free aren't you? Your standards aren't very high" Matt joked.

Al's eye twitched"You son of a-"

"Boys!" Francis snapped "I don't want any kind of that talk when I'm around, understand?"

"Yes sir" Al and Matt replied deafeningly.

"I'm done aru!" Yao spinning the chair around to show a the newly stitched smile of Name.

"Holy shit!" Matt and Al said in unison. Ivan simply widened his eyes  and Francis sighed at the immaturity of the younger nations.

"I'd hit that" Ivan said nonchalantly making everyone suddenly feel awkward. No one knew if he was being serious or he was being literal.

Name caught a glimpse of herself on the reflection of a pot on the counter. Everyone watched her curiously as she examined the new stitches on her face. She opened her mouth a bit to test them and it showed that Yao had done a good job. Her hair was in disarray, it was now in a more similar fashion to Arthur's but just a bit longer especially in the front. Her (h/c) hair had some dried blood, her own, in it and her dull (e/c) eyes looked mixed with some brighter color. She noticed the mens' eyes on her as if they were waiting for her to answer them.

"So, how do I look?" Name asked in slightly annoyed tone. She covered her mouth because she didn't mean it to come out that way, her voice was still hoarse from screaming.

"Like shit" Matt said bluntly.

"Thanks that's what I was aiming for" Name said,surprised at her own voice. 'After all that torte how do you expect me to look?' Name thought but she caught herself from saying anymore. She wondered why she felt so angry not that didn't have a reason to.

"Here" Francis handed Name a glass of water that she gladly accepted. "So how do you feel?"

"Like I just went through endless hours of torture and hungry" Name admitted.

"Anything else" Francis then got close to Name's face, closely studying it.

"Uh angry?" Name backed away a bit.

"She's still not ready yet" Ivan turned away and left the room.

The others made a sound of disappointment and left as well, leaving Name with Francis. The Frenchman gave up on Name and began to prepare something some food. From what Name could tell it smelled awful.

"Eat this" Francis said.

Name hesitated "I'm not going to burn again am I?"

Francis gave Name a glare and crossed his arms. That was all the answer she need. She took a bit out of the green much and seemed to be burnt vegetables molded together. It was awful but she forcefully swallowed it down. She waited a moment to answer.

"T-Thanks for the food" Name said, feeling meek in front of Francis. He cursed and in French and muttered something about cooking. Fearing that he would come back Name finished her plate and noticed a pile of fur near the door. A pile of fur that was breathing.

Name carefully approached the white fur "W-Who are you?"

The fur moved its head and Name saw it was and overgrown stuffed polar bear or just a smaller than average polar bear.

"Kuma... I don't know" The bear replied sadly. It tapped its paw on the glass door that lead to the back yard. Name walked over to where the bear was and opened the door.

"What the-" Name squinted at the light that hit her. She saw the bear walk out the door and she followed it. It had been a long time Name had even been outside so she looked around to see the backyard was just a large area of dirt with a couple of bare trees here and there. There were some bright poppies (probably Arthur's) and some poorly tended roses growing. There was tall barb wire fences surrounding the area. The fence separated the home of the Allies and a thirsty looking forest. She wondered why the bear wanted to come out here in the first place.

"Thank you" the bear Kuma said as it stood tall on its hind legs but then went down on all fours to ram itself into the fence. The fence lit up in a blue light and Name gasped.

"Kuma!" Named cried and ran towards the bear but hear the loud buzzing sound coming from the fence. It was electrified.

The bear stumbled back but ran into the fence once more. A shower of sparks appeared incinerating the bear. After what seemed like the longest three minutes of Name's life the sparks stopped. Kuma's white fur was the color of  coal now. Name tried to help herself from hurling but the smell of burnt flesh was too much for her. She fell to her knees and made a mess on the ground.

'He knew it was electrified? Why did he do it? Did he really just kill himself?' Name thought to herself and continued to star at the bear. Something compelled her to go walk towards the bear and she followed this feeling until she was a foot away from the bear. "Kuma...why?"

Unknown to Name, a certain Japanese man watched her reaction to the bear's suicide. He was ordered by Germany to take care of Name. Kiku wondered if he had meant to kill her, after all if the Allies testing had become a success she could be a major threat. He pulled out a throwing knife and aimed carefully at Name.

"By the time the Allies notice it shall be too late" Kiku said to himself and waited patiently for Name to turn to face him.

The opportunity came and Kiku aimed carefully for her throat. That way she wouldn't be able to alert anyone when she gets hit. He threw the knife that spun like a pinwheel at Name. The blade stuck perfectly in Name's larynx. She let out a chocked sound before he blood bubble up her throat and spilled out like a volcano. She stumbled a bit before she fell to the ground. Kiku smiled to himself, it reminded him of  Nanking. It gave him an idea but before he could head down to Name's body he heard a another chocked sound, almost like a raspy cough. His red eyes widened at what he saw before him. Name was slowly standing up and pulled the blade out of her neck and tossed it to the ground. She coughed a couple times before standing up to her full height. Kiku went back into the tree as his mission had been unsuccessful. He could still see Name rubbing her neck and looking her hand expecting to find some blood. Kiku waited expectantly to see what else Name would do. His answer came when Name looked at the trees. Kiku could feel his brow sweat with worry because it seemed that Name was looking directly at him. A wide ,innocent stare of luminescent pink eyes stared into the dehydrated forest, looking for someone who threw the knife.