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My Manipulated Misfortune	By : FlayraDowitcher Category: +G to L > Hetalia: Axis Powers Views: 2001 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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***As before, a lot is going on in this chapter but it is necessary!

***Warnings: Humor, violence, uncomfortable scenes, language

***Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia. This fic is for fun. I am making no money off of this fic.

Chapter 10

Gilbert did not like Ludwig’s roommate at all.

The two men practically walked and talked like one another. When Roderich was not playing his violin, he was speaking to Ludwig in what Gilbert thought was another language. The two were using such big words that it was alien to him. Gilbert slumped in his wheelchair, feeling massively inferior to the nerd with glasses. Roderich seemed nice enough and spoke to the other patients in a professional manner, but it was hard to read what the man was actually thinking. He seemed even more uptight than Ludwig.

“Gilbert?” Ludwig called his name and he looked up at the other. “Is everything all right? You seem distant.”

“Oh, nah, I’m fine. Just zoning out a bit. Enjoying the sun.”

Ludwig raised a brow. “Are you certain? Is something bothering you? Are you in pain?”

‘Not physically’. He said to himself. “I said I’m fine…your roommate’s nice.”

“Roderich. Yes, I suppose one could say that. Try living with him.”

Gilbert smirked. “You don’t like him?”

“I tolerate him.” Ludwig said seriously. “It is almost like…having a housemaid who acts as your mother that pays half the rent.” Gilbert laughed. “He cooks, cleans, sews, scolds, does laundry…everything I could do myself but he will not let me. However, he is loyal and dependable so I try to forgive him.”

Gilbert looked over at Roderich again who was busy checking Arthur’s fingers.

“I wanted Roderich to see how all of you suffer here.” Ludwig whispered. “I will defiantly need his help.”

“For what?” Gilbert gave him a quizzical look.

“I am plotting something. I do not have all the details just yet, but I promise it will benefit everyone.”

Gilbert’s eyes grew wide. “Y-You mean-“

“Sh. Say nothing to no one.” He pat Gilbert’s shoulder. “I am taking Ivan in to his room so I can start planning. That is where I will be for a short while. Let them think I am ‘monitoring’ Ivan’s actions. Roderich will see to it that you are properly taken care of.”

Gilbert smiled. “Alright. Good luck, little bro.”

Ludwig gently gripped Gilbert’s chin, turning the other’s face from side to side. “These bruises…I have to stop thinking about them because I get angry.”

Those words made Gilbert flush softly. “I might not…be in my room much tonight. Dr. Carty has called for me so-“

Ludwig covered Gilbert’s mouth. “Say nothing. Never say things like that to me or I may lose all my control. We do not want that. I am not used to all this…possessiveness.”

Gilbert chuckled. “You’ll get used to it. Go do what you have to do.”

Ludwig nodded and left Gilbert’s side to find Ivan. He found the large man chasing a grasshopper. “Ivan, come with me. It is time for a bathroom break.”

Ivan looked up at him. “But I went before I came out. All empty.”

He cleared his throat. “I want you to go again.” He took Ivan by the hand and helped him stand. “Come on.”

Ludwig brought the other back into the building and took him back to the room. Once inside, Ludwig took off Ivan’s helmet and laid it on the table. Sitting on the bed, the took out his tablet to ‘take notes’ on Ivan. He was currently going to plot out their escape. “Ivan, start doing something. I do not care what it is. Just do it.” Ludwig wanted to make sure the cameras did not pick up anything suspicious.

“Okay!” Ivan started hopping in a circle and Ludwig just ignored him.

‘There has to be a way to distract everyone.’ Ludwig thought to himself. ‘First I would have to make sure I have a rental moving truck…a small one of course.’ He wrote down ‘U-Haul’. ‘But where can I take them to hide them?’ He wrote down ‘location’ with a question mark next to it. ‘Distraction…distraction…’ He looked up at the wall ahead and noticed the vent. ‘The ventilation system! Yes!’

“Look, Ludwig, look! I’m on Swan Lake!” Ivan was showing off some clumsy ballet moves.

“Yes, that is wonderful, Ivan.” Ludwig said without actually caring. He got up went closer to the vent. Ivan was soon standing right behind him. ‘Kiku said they can all smell the burning flesh, so it must circulate throughout the whole place. I bet Roderich has some sort to sleeping gas to knock them out. I could just make sure the others have masks hidden in their rooms so they do not inhale…’

Ivan was nuzzling the back of Ludwig’s neck but he didn’t seem to notice.

‘I will have to check in all the rooms to make sure they each have one, or know if one is not working. Hmm…’ Ivan was now nibbling on his shoulder coat button again. ‘I wonder if the rest of the building’s ventilation system is elsewhere? Perhaps the furnace only goes through the Apple Halls.’

Ludwig finally noticed what Ivan was doing and slowly turned his head to look at the other. Ivan gave him a crazy smile. “Wanna know a secret?” Ivan asked him.

“Not really.” Ludwig answered with a frown and pushed him away.

“Are you suuuuuure?” Ivan grinned.

“Very sure.” He looked up at the vent. “Hm. Ivan, lend me your shoulders.” Ivan just stared at him with a smile and blinked. Ludwig frowned. “Shoulders. These.” He tapped his own and Ivan repeated the action. “No.”

“We play Simon Says?”

“No, we-“ Ludwig paused. “Yes. Yes we will. Simon says get on your knees.”

Ivan did so with a loud ‘thump’ and a big smile.

“Simon says sit very still.” Ivan did so. “Simon says move closer.” Ivan slid over on his knees and let his face hit Ludwig’s crotch. Ludwig yelped and shoved him away. “THAT IS NOT WHAT I MEANT!” Ivan tilted his head then laughed happily. “Ugh.” Ludwig calmed himself. “Simon…says…do not move.” Ludwig stood behind Ivan and slid the man forward, closer to the wall. “Simon says hold still.”

“This is fun!” Ivan stated and allowed Ludwig to step on his shoulders. “Ouchie!”

“Sorry.” Ludwig saw the vent was still too high to see inside. “Ivan, lift me up.”

Ivan remained still.

“Ivan, lift me up. UP!” Ludwig scolded.

“Simon didn’t saaaaay!” Ivan sang and Ludwig slapped a hand to his face.

“Simon says go ‘up’.”

“Up?” Ivan leapt up from the floor and shot Ludwig higher into the air, holding onto the blonde’s ankles. He laughed when Ludwig’s head hit the ceiling. “Uh oh! That’ll leave a big goose egg!”

Ludwig hissed. “I’ll name it ‘Ivan’.”

Ivan gasped. “It will hatch?!”

“Please stop talking.” He caught himself. “SIMON SAYS STOP TALKING!” Ivan clenched his lips shut. “Good.” Ludwig was now able to examine the vent. Peacefully. ‘Hmm…this one is perfectly clean so they take good care of the system. However, I can not do all this by myself. I will need outside assistance.’

Ivan’s nose wiggled and he let out a heavy sneeze, which knocked him off balance.

“IVAN! HOLD STILL!”

“I’m trying!” Ivan whined pitifully and tried to keep his balance before stumbling. Luckily, he had let go of Ludwig’s ankles and the blonde was able to jump to safety. Ivan instead landed on his rump. “I think I broke something.”

Ludwig stood and straightened his clothes. “You broke nothing. I appreciate your help.”

Ivan rubbed his lower back. “What were you doing, Ludwig?”

“I thought I heard a rat.” He lied. If he told Ivan then the man may let it slip so he chose a lie instead.

“Ooooh, okay!” Ivan sat criss-cross. “Now what?” He grinned.

“Now you just continue to sit there while I write some things down.”

Ivan did as he was told but started to rock back and forth. Ludwig was trying desperately to not be distracted by the silent movement out of the corner of his eye. As patient as he was, Ivan was starting to get to him. “I will be leaving now.”

Ivan pouted. “You’re going away?”

“Only to see some others. I want you to stay inside and rest.”

“But I’m not tired.” Ivan whined.

“Simon says take a rest.”

“Oh, okay…goodnight then!” Ivan jumped into his bed and laid the opposite way.

Ludwig chose not to correct him. “Goodnight.”

The blonde was relieved to be out of there. He had enough ammo to use if he was questioned on why he spent so much time in the room. Taking a quick stroll down the hall, he looked in everyone’s room to see that they had been brought back in. When he got to Gilbert’s room, he saw that the man had not been brought back like all the others. Ludwig clenched his fits, for he knew that Gilbert was with that perverted doctor doing who knows what.

‘I can not think of that right now.’ He told himself. ‘I must formulate a plan to free them. Once my patients are out and VOX is exposed, then everyone here will be safe.’ The day was nearly over so Ludwig spent the last two hours in the cafeteria nursing on a roast beef sandwich.

He sat in thought at the corner table where he could not be bothered. Perhaps a small moving truck would be too obvious so he decided on a van. However, he himself could not rent it, nor could Roderich in fear of being traced. Ludwig needed to find someone else to do it, someone he could trust. The same issue went for the furnace and ventilation system. If Roderich were to give him some sort of gas then it would need to travel throughout the building at the same time. Once everyone but who he needed was passed out, he could help them to the van and relocate.

Where to hide them was still an issue and Ludwig wanted to have a place in mind before they left. He knew it would have to be some miles away and in a forgotten building, such as an old warehouse. There he could stash them all away to keep them hidden from view. But just himself and Roderich would not be enough. They would need one or two more people to help them pull this off. Not just for the escape, but for taking care of the patients as well. Trying to transport Gilbert, Francis, Antonio, and Kiku was a challenge within itself. He knew Ivan could carry one and someone could help lead Kiku. And there was still the issue of Arthur having to run with two small children.

‘Who can I ask? Who can I even trust for that matter? No one in this place, that is for sure.’

Ludwig pondered over the issue until it was time for him to leave. This time he remembered to wait for Roderich in the parking garage. Ludwig decided to ask the other for any ideas as they started to drive home. He quickly explained the basics of the plan to Roderich, who looked to understand but was clearly uncomfortable with the entire thing.

“So…we need someone else we can trust.” Roderich repeated. “At least two more people.”

“Yes.” Ludwig responded with a nod.

“Obviously they would need to be student doctors in order to properly care for the patients while in hiding.”

“Do we know anyone at the university?”

Roderich nodded. “I think we would be safe with Heracles and Sadiq. They were in our study group for two semesters straight.” Ludwig suddenly made a sharp turn at a light and Roderich yelped. “Are you trying to kill me? The apartment is the other way!”

“We are not going home, we are going to the university. Those two should still be there in the biochemistry lab. Why did I not think of them before?”

Roderich huffed. “Because you are socially awkward and you seem to forget the people you work with.”

“Just stop talking.”

///

“I still think you are insane for doing this. Noble, but insane.” Roderich said to Ludwig as they entered one room of the biochemistry lab, where the two men they were looking for were known to study in their spare time.

“Perhaps you are right. But I have found a way to ease my conscience, save my humanity, and still continue to help cure the world of illnesses.” Ludwig pointed to the two said men who were at a black lab table, one with an open textbook and the other with a few papers in front of him. “Good evening, Heracles, Sadiq.” He said as politely as possible.

“Hey, what’s up?” Sadiq answered casually.

“We need to talk with you about something.” Ludwig said. “To both of you.” He made sure the door was closed and that no one else was around.

“What does this pertain to?” Heracles asked. “You both look slightly distraught.”

Ludwig cleared his throat. “I have a lot of…back story to inform you on before I ask the favors.” Ludwig took a seat on one of the stools.

“You have to sit down to tell us this?” Sadiq questioned with a raised brow.

“Yes.” Ludwig proceeded to tell them everything from start to finish. “So you see, that is why I need more help. This barbaric way of operating has got to stop.”

Sadiq and Heracles exchanged glances.

“What about the legal system?” Heracles asked.

“My father is a senator and Ludwig’s father is a highly renown lawyer. We are all safe.” Roderich assured them.

“I will sweeten the pot.” Ludwig spoke calmly. “I plan to be a big part of the new VOX after all this is settled. A government run facility such as this pays nicely. I can promise you both a position at VOX.”

Sadiq stretched. “If we didn’t have so much of our lives and careers at stake I would do it just for humane purposes. But you do offer a sweet deal. It would be a win/win situation for all groups.”

Ludwig nodded. “Precisely. So both of you agree to help then?”

“Count us in.” Heracles said softly.

“Fantastic.” Ludwig cleared his throat. “I do not know the exact night this is going to happen but I would like it to be either tomorrow night or the one after. We need to get them out of there as soon as possible. So, our first order of business,” Ludwig borrowed Heracles’ notebook. “Herc, you can rent the van. They would not be looking for your name. Sadiq, you have a minor’s degree in engineering, correct? That is what you went for before -”

“Masters.” Sadiq corrected him and Ludwig acknowledge his mistake.

“I had forgotten. Then I will need you to rearrange the ventilation system so that all vents are turned on at the same time, leaking in to each room. I know where the furnace is now so I will take care of that end of the building.”

Sadiq smirked. “I guess I could pull off a fake mechanic and sneak in.”

“Where are we to go once they are all in the van?” Came Heracles’ question.

“We actually do not have a specific place yet.” Roderich chimed in. “We would need something abandoned.”

Heracles nodded. “I know of a place. It is full of old junk but there are multiple rooms to hide.”

Sadiq gave him a questioning look. “Why would you know something like that?”

“None of your business.” The other answered and turned to Ludwig. “Let me write it down for you.” He wrote down the address of the building. “I’m assuming I’ll be driving?”

“Yes.” Ludwig replied. “I will need to stay in the back with the others. Roderich will accompany me.”

“Bring it back, Ludwig.” Roderich said, trying to sound hip. “I will NOT be tossed around in the back of a construction van! I shall ride in the front.”

Ludwig rolled his eyes. “Fine. I need more brute strength then a gentleman’s anyway.” Roderich glared at him.

“We’ll be famous after this!” Sadiq said excitedly. “I bet we’ll be on all the magazine covers and on all the daily talk shows!”

“It appears everyone has their own agenda.” Roderich pointed out. “I apologize for asking so much of you. In a sense it is highly unfair.”

Heracles shrugged his shoulders. “I’m looking for an excuse to procrastinate.”

“A legitimate excuse.” Ludwig realized with a tiny smile. “So any falter in our academics…”

“Will not be counted.” Roderich finished for him, mirroring the smile.

“Wonderful. Now, here is how the plan will work. Roderich will supply us with the necessary gas, whichever it is. The building ventilation system is in the basement. However, Sadiq, you will have to pass through Roderich’s hall of work to get there, in which he will sneak you the drug.”

“Sounds simple enough.” Sadiq said with a shrug of his shoulders.

“Once you get it set up and placed, meet back with Roderich. I will make sure everyone has proper masks to wear, but we still need to move really fast. We will exchange cell numbers so once step one is complete, send a plain text of ‘hi’. That will be our signal. Then you and Roderich will meet me in the Red Apple Hall where I will start gathering the patients. Some need to be carried, but I will point them out when we are there. They will be prepared with masks. Then we will send a text to Heracles, who will be waiting some blocks down with the van. He will drive to VOX and be waiting for us outside. Then we pile everyone in and drive like hell.”

“Good plan.” Heracles praised the other. “But what obstacles will we face? How do we know it will run smoothly?”

“Our biggest issue is the gas. We do not want to fall pray to it. One of our patients is blind, so he will need to be carried. Another has an extremely weak heart and too much physical activity, like running, can kill him. We will have two small children with a father who barely has any grip to hold them while running. We can not expect the boys to keep up. There is another with kidney issues who will not be able to run any distance, if at all. I have one patient who can help carry the others as well. Do not fear, for I will talk to each one of them so they are prepared.”

“Next question.” Sadiq said with his hand raised. “After we get them to the warehouse, what will we do? Should we start storing some of our medical shit there? We have access to a lot of the university supplies.”

“Well,” Roderich held up his finger “Once we are there we will call my father. I plan to call him when I get home and make him aware of what is going on. We can trust him, I assure you. After the call from the warehouse, my father will keep us protected through the law so we can transport the patients to a proper hospital. There they can receive proper hospital care and every one of us will basically have diplomatic immunities.”

Ludwig was completely shocked and surprised by what Roderich had just come up with. The man’s idea was perfect, useful, and flawless. “Y-Yes. Then my father will take over all the legal issues with setting up a proper case and having all the patients testify. When they are at the hospital, I will make sure my mother is there to help keep them safe and calm. This will be a massive change for them and I would like a proper psychologist present.” His parents owed it to himself and Gilbert.

“So there is no way we can possibly fail.” Heracles stated. “Should anything go wrong, the four of us will be safe under the law and the patients will have to go back.”

Ludwig took a deep breath. “Technically yes, but that will not happen. Even if it did, we would still get them out another way. So, is everyone clear on this? No doubts? No questions?”

“I’m game.” Sadiq answered and Heracles just nodded.

“Thank you for choosing to help us.” Ludwig actually felt a wave of relief wash over him. They were not out of the water yet, but they were getting close.

///

Gilbert lay up against the side of Carty’s desk, struggling to pull his pants back up around his waist. His hand and arm ached from the I.V. needles, feeling them move around underneath his skin as he maneuvered his pants. No matter how familiar he was with the damn things they never ceased to make him want to vomit. In truth, he rather have the ache of forced sex then the ache of the I.V. His whole body froze when he heard Dr. Carty’s footsteps coming over.

“You did very well tonight, I’m impressed.” Carty said sweetly and crouched down in front of Gilbert.

Gilbert turned his head away.

“Hmm…you know what you remind me of? Those white rabbits in the animal testing labs. You know, the kind that are used to test skin products for allergic reactions?” Gilbert still said nothing and Dr. Carty took his arm. “They shave a little area of fur off,” he poked at Gilbert’s skin wound bandage. “Then rub the substance and wait for a reaction. You look just like that.”

Gilbert turned to glare darkly at him but still remained silent.

“Why so quiet? Ah, this must be the effect of your baby brother. Is it that age old instinct of having something to live and fight for now? Do you have hope again?” He lifted Gilbert’s chin but the other jerked his head away. “Still stubborn, but I will forgive you. After all, you’re a flea-bitten stray wildcat with no home and nothing to your name.” He stood up and pat Gilbert’s head. “Just a piece of garbage littering the streets. You should be grateful we have you here at all.”

Gilbert watched as Carty turned around and took a cell phone from his pocket. He looked at his own hand where the I.V. was hidden in his flesh. Pink eyes glanced at Carty’s back and something had suddenly come over Gilbert. Ignoring his own discomfort, he removed the clear bandage cover and pulled the needle out. The needle was currently not connected to an I.V. bag or tube. With a leap of his body, Gilbert stabbed the needle into the back of Carty’s knee, piercing through the pants and skin.

“AHHH!” Carty dropped his phone to grab at his leg. “WHAT THE HELL?!” His eyes focused angrily on Gilbert who still held the needle. “You rotten little lab rat!”

Gilbert leapt up but had forgotten about his ankles and he fell back onto the floor. Carty was limping over to him, holding the wounded knee. Gilbert felt the bravery in him start to melt away and fear take over. Reality was coming back to him and he knew what suffering lie ahead. He still had the needle for defense and took another swing, only to have his wrist grabbed. Carty twisted his wrist until Gilbert let out a cry and dropped the needle. Carty picked it up and with a quick slash, swiped at Gilbert’s face. Gilbert felt the needle scratch his face and eye, making him cry out in pain. He gripped his stinging and bleeding eye, feeling the hot liquid trickling through his fingers.

“How about I stab you multiple times with this needle? Sweet little pin pricks. How about that?”

“No!” Gilbert cried out, still clutching his eye. “No…no I’m sorry.” He spoke in English. “Please don’t…I’m sorry!” Gilbert knew there was no way he could fight back. If he loses too much blood then he will surely die. “Please…please I need help!”

“You and I both, lab rat.” Carty hissed and limped over to a button panel at the door, pressing the emergency one. “I need medical assistance immediately. Both doctor and patient.” He looked back at Gilbert on the floor, shivering and bleeding. “I will admit, you are one tough cookie but will not last for much longer. This place will be your home and your tomb. Maybe I will burn you separately and keep your ashes in an urn here in my office. Even in death you’ll still be with me.”

Gilbert believed that Carty’s words were true and he fell into a black void where he could see and hear nothing. At one point he felt his body being lifted and moved around, but afterwards there was nothing.

///

The following morning while walking through the Red Apple Hall, Ludwig noticed Francis tapping wildly at the room window. Ludwig figured the man was trying to get his attention so he opened the door and went inside. “Francis, what is it? Are you hurt?”

“No, but stay right there! Don’t move! The camera can not see by the door.” Francis gazed at him with worry. “Something horrible happened to Gilbert last night.”

Ludwig’s eyes widened. “What is it? What has happened?” He was trying to keep calm.

“I was in the surgical room when they brought Gilbert in on a stretcher! I heard them talking! It seemed that Gilbert attacked Carty with one of his needles and the doctor retaliated! He cut Gilbert’s face and eye with it! I heard the other doctors say that Gilbert will most likely be blind in that eye now!”

Ludwig growled. “That bastard…”

“Stop!” Francis pressed him back against the door. “Stop, please! Whatever you do, for God’s sake, don’t get angry! Don’t confront Dr. Carty on this or something worse will happen to Gilbert! You know that bastard doctor thinks all this is a game! Gilbert is closer to death than myself or Antonio! You need to care and support him right now! Please do not make the doctor angry! He will only take it out on Gilbert!”

“I…I understand.” Ludwig was trying to contain his temper and anger. “Where is Gilbert now?”

“I believe he is still in the recovery room. I’ve been watching all night and morning at the window but they have not brought him back. I wanted you to hear it from me before you found out on your own. I’ve been here for awhile and I think Carty is using you as his own experiment. Seeing how you react to Gilbert’s dilemmas. Don’t give in to him.”

“I will not. Thank you for alerting me to this, Francis. I appreciate it.”

Francis gave a sad smile. “It’s the least I can do for Gilbert.”

“I need to ask about him regardless, but I will act calm and collective. I will be back shortly to talk to you.” He brought his voice down to a whisper. “I am getting all of you out of here. I have a plan.” Francis’ blue eyes widened in disbelief. “Do not say one word to anyone. Not to the orderlies, not even to your friends. Everyone will know today, but let it come from me. Do you understand?”

“Of course.” Francis was still in shock. “I will say nothing. Not a word.”

“Thank you.”

Francis stared at the broad back of the retreating figure as Ludwig left the room. In a daze, he walked over to his bed and sat down heavily upon it, staring at the floor. ‘Is he really serious?’ Francis asked himself. ‘Will we all be out of here?’ He felt his eyes begin to well up with tears and the long-lost feeling of ‘hope’ was present again.

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