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"AL!!" Your boyfriend screamed into his phone.

No answer. Al had hung up.

Alfred's heart twisted, he had lost you to his other half. He had failed as a hero. Alfred wanted to throw up. "I'm sorry (y/n)," tears had made their way down his cheeks, "I'm so sorry. This is all my fault, I'm going to get you back! Don't you worry (y/n) your hero will come and get you."

Your hero wiped his tears away as he bolted for the door, not afraid, not terrified that he may die. Only at the fact you might be harmed.

                                                   * * * *
You awake in a dark room, groggy. You realized your tied to a chair. Now your extremely confused. You gasp when all the memories of the previous event rush into your head only followed by a killer headache. Wincing at the pain you look around and see your in a dark room, your best friend is next to you and she is in the same position as you, but she is unconscious.

"(BBF's name)...wake up." You hiss. "Come on (BBF's name) we need to-"

A door opens, and the 'other' Alfred walks in with a wicked smile.

"I'm glad your awake, Doll face." He smirked.

"Who a-are you?" You stuttered.

"I'm Al, 'your' Alfred's other half."

"What do you m-mean?"

Al took a step closer, watching you shiver. He smiled at that, Al loved way you shake and shivered with fear because of him, and only him. He wanted to see you trembling with terror.

He walked up to you and bent down, his face 2 inches away from yours. His sunglasses where sitting to the bridge of noes and you could see his eyes now. Their color is the shade of fresh splattered blood.

Your (e/c) eyes widen in horror, Al smirked, "Whats wrong Doll? You scared?"

Al garbed your (h/c) locks and yanked as hard as he could, pulling you (along with the chair) closer to him. The pain was horridness. "YOU. DIDN'T. ANSWER. DOLL. FACE."

"AH- Y-yes, Y-YES!!" You were far from scared, you where terrified! Al yanked on the chunk of hair he held in his fist. You screamed in pain. Al took advantaged of your mouth being open, he let go of your hair and kissed you forcefully, it was so alien, so unlike Alfred's kisses.

You couldn't believe it. You and (BBF"s name) where just walking your dog and having fun, and now you were kissing (against your will) with a stranger, your kidnaper and not to mention he strangely looks like your boyfriend. You couldn't even push him off, your hands were bound to the chair.        

After for what seemed like a long time, he finally stopped. "I wonder what Alfred would say, if he saw what was going on here, hmm?" He chuckled.

"W-what do you want? Why are you doing this?" You questioned

"Well if you really want to know Doll, I want you." Al said bluntly.

He wanted you. Your stomach was doing flips. All you wanted was to get home and run into Alfred's arms and have him tell you "It's ok, it's just a dream". You were so scared, so terrified. What was he going to do to you? Why did this have to happen to you and (BFF's name)...OH MY GOD (BBF'S NAME) you thought. You had forgotten about your best friend, your head whirled around to only see her still unconscious.  

Your headache was getting. You start seeing little black dots, and a way of dizziness rushed over you. And the world was fading in and out, after a minute it finally fades into darkness.  

Al watched you, stared at you, wanted you. He was going to have you wether you want him or not, and this friend of yours was distracting you from him. Al needs to get ride of her somehow.

How should she die? By takes to long. By loss of blood...takes to fucking long! Al thought. He wanted her death to be slow and painful, but not to slow. He didn't have all day. He tried again. Death by poisons snake...where the hell as I'm going to get that. Suddenly he had the most perfect idea...

It would be more fun if he made your friend get a special someone, your special someone.

Your Alfred.
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14pip14 Featured By Owner Sep 4, 2013
Rage: *whistles* you bring me candy and ill stay. No questions asked
Rage: why
Dulvania: bring me books and i will comply quietly
Willow: give me your head on a stick and i wont dance on your grave
all of them: whyyyyyyy
Me: *looks at Al* hi dhere *smiles* how may i help you
BlackRose0602 Featured By Owner Mar 8, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
OMGsh! NOOOOOOOOOO! Well.. I like 2p America better even though he's a killer but Ahhh just no! Why do the 1ps and 2ps have to ruin each others lives? Can't they I don't know leave each other alone!
Nutmeg9 Featured By Owner Dec 14, 2012  Student
AHHHHHHH!!!! I JUST...:iconcannotevenplz:
VampireFreaks97 Featured By Owner Dec 13, 2012  Student Writer
2p! Costa Bella (2p! Spain's lil sis. Riased by 2p! America): *glances at Al across the room* You're an evil son of a bitch. o_O
lfs100 Featured By Owner Dec 13, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
why yes, yes i am. You got a problem with that, Doll face? * takes out baseball bat w/ rusty rails* :icon2pamericaplz:
VampireFreaks97 Featured By Owner Dec 14, 2012  Student Writer
Nope. You're were I get MY evil side, you bad influence. *takes out machete* Now if you'll excuse me, I'm off to kill fratello (Spain). *walks out door*
VampireFreaks97 Featured By Owner Dec 13, 2012  Student Writer
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