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***Warning: Language, suggestive themes

***Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia. Any references made in this fic belong to their rightful creator/owner. I am making no money off of this fic. It is for entertainment only. Title belongs to the lyrics in Soul Asylum's song 'Runaway Train'.

Part 2 Chapter 5: Wrong Way On A One Way Track

It was him. The strange being whom he had dubbed 'Q' was standing before them, blocking their only exit. Ivan just stared at him, ignoring the large weapon that dangled from his armored hands. Those same purple lights were glowing from his eyes. The dim lighting of the cave and his black bone armor made it hard for Ivan to make out any solid details. His eyes had finally focused on the pendulum, realizing that if it were to cut through the air it would be hard to see. Ivan felt a twinge of fear at the sight of that weapon.

'I've been watching you both since the beginning of your journey. I would hate for it to end so soon.' Q's voice held no echo in the cave. Even as he slowly moved around the area he made no sound. How would either of them see him coming? The torches were their only saving grace to the darkness. 'How exciting this all is for me!'

"I'm glad you think this is a game because we don't!" Gilbert growled out, aiming his sword at Q.

'I don't expect you to. All the fun in this is purely for my own enjoyment. And for the delicious soul which I harbor in my belly.'

"We will tear him from you!" Ivan said dangerously. "We won't let you stop us from freeing Gilbert's spirit!"

'Do you really think a few silly items from a book could destroy something of MY age and power? I would eat your little incantation spell and shit out all your hope.' He arched back and laughed loudly.

"Don't fuck with us!" Gilbert shouted. "We're stronger than you think we are!"

'Oh, you're both strong enough all right. But not strong enough for the likes of me.' He swung his pendulum around once. 'Fear not, I don't plan to kill you here. All my fun would end then. It even pains me that you think so evil of me when in the grand scheme of things…I am your salvation, Ivan Braginski.'

"You are NOT my salvation! All of that is for me to decide!"

'You think so?'

Both men had to close their eyes when a great white light flashed before them. When Ivan blinked his eyes open he realized that he was no longer in the cave but somewhere else. It was a room he did not recognize and nothing was around except for a painting. Ivan gasped softly when he realized the painting was that of Gilbert, the one he had fallen through. He walked over to the picture and stared at it, taking in every detail. It was just as he remembered it, even if it was something created by his own mind. Only this one was much bigger. But what was it doing here? It had to be one of Q's tricks.

"I'm not falling for it." Ivan whispered.

The picture started to move with slow ripples and waves, contorting the image of Gilbert. Ivan peered closely at it and watched as the painting changed to that of something else. Something that was undoubtedly a funeral parlor and one he would never forget. It was the same funeral home where he had said his final goodbye to the shell of his lover before he was tossed aside. Seeing the scene once again made his chest ache and the painful memories of the emptiness fill his senses.

The image then changed to the brawl he had with those men who disgraced his Gilbert. He grinned in violent delight at the sight of his brutal onslaught. Oh how he missed his pipe. But the scene quickly took a different turn. More gang men came to the rescue of their beaten comrades with their guns firing. Ivan saw himself run, remembering having been unarmed except for his pipe. Ivan kept his eyes glued to his pictured form, watching as the other men were gaining on him. One fired a shot that grazed his ear and sent a heavy pain through his head. Ivan remembered that pain.

The force from the bullet wound and the slippery snow caused him to stumble and fall. He crawled into an ally to hopefully grab something more to arm himself with. Ivan watched as his form was surrounded by the men all shouting insults and curses at him. They rained down on him with their fists, feet, and gun barrels. Ivan couldn't understand why he was so helpless at this point and why he did not fight back. He didn't remember any of this. The first sound was gunfire as one man shot him three times in the back. The second was that of sirens, which he did remember before things went black. He stared at the image of his slaughtered form, the hand twitching slightly in the snow. Someone had come running with a few people behind him and Ivan saw that it was Alfred. The others were the rest of his 'friends', accompanied by policemen.

"That was how I died…in a dark place covered with cold. Just like my life…"

'Before your lover came in to it, that is.' Q's voice didn't rattle or anger him but he stayed focused on the image before him. 'Wouldn't you love to experience that all again? You could have all of your happiness back in just a few short seconds of breath.'

The picture flashed various scenes of the happy times he and Gilbert had together. The special day at the beach when Gilbert was pinched by a crab and had to get a Mario icicle to 'cope'. The day they snuck into a showing performance of Phantom of the Opera. When they rode his bike out of the city to the rural area and watched the stars. The time they danced together in their apartment. And the best time of when they robbed a bank and fucked like crazed rabbits afterwards, caught up in the thrill of the steal.

'You can have all of this again. Death is not the final stage in life…especially not yours. You are one of the lucky ones.'

"How am I 'lucky'?"

'Why, because you can have a life after death of course! There are many souls from all over the universe and voids who fall into an eternal sleep, knowing nothing at all. Just blank puffs of air among the celestial winds. But you and Gilbert have something more.' Q appeared behind him and leaned over his shoulder. 'Look further into the image. What do you see? What do you FEEL?'

"I…I see sunflowers…a field of them. My adoptive mother grew many in her garden. They made me feel so warm…and I feel that warmth now." Ivan smiled softly at the warm feeling washing over him.

'Yes. Now, look further into the field. Who do you see?' Ivan blinked and saw Gilbert weaving in and out of the tall sunflower stems.

"My Gilbert." At the sound of the name the 'Gilbert' turned and smiled at him, beckoning him to come.

'Don't be afraid. He's being playful.' Q grinned from inside his helmet but Ivan didn't see it. 'Go catch him. Share in the warmth he gives you among those flowers.'

Ivan stepped into the frame and was surrounded by the warmth of the sun. He heard Gilbert call him over and with a smile hurried off after his lover. He entered the jungle of sunflowers, pushing his way through the thick tall stalks. Gilbert's laughter and taunting could be heard all around him. Every time he thought he found him, all he would see was a fleeing image of white.

"Come back here, Gilbert!" Ivan giggled. "Don't keep running away from me!" Gilbert gave him a raspberry from somewhere in the jungle and he followed it. "I seeeeeee you!" Ivan teased happily and continued to follow after Gilbert.

"IVAN! IVAN SNAP OUT OF IT! IVAN! IVAN GODDAMNIT!" Gilbert lashed out at him wildly, slapping his cheeks and pounding his fists into Ivan's chest. "SNAP OUT OF IT!" Both Ivan and Q were simply staring at each other and Ivan with a serene smile. "WE SAID WE WOULDN'T FALL FOR ANY OF HIS TRICKS!"

Gilbert looked back at Q who was doing nothing but standing there and glowing purple. He contemplated charging at the monster with his sword but was wary of that massive pendulum. Gilbert had seen that thing in action and knew it could slice him into three or four parts. He grit his teeth at Q, wanting nothing more than to rip that helmet off and bash his face in. One of the things he hated in the world was feeling helpless and right now he was, again. He could not risk the chance of attacking Q in that glowing state. If he wanted anything to happen he would have to knock Ivan out of the trance. With the edge of his sword he quickly sliced through Ivan's tunic sleeve to cut the skin beneath. Hopefully the pain would break him from the trance.

But nothing happened.

"Who's calling me?" Ivan asked out loud, pausing among the stems. He looked up into the blue sky above. "Gilbert?"

'Nevermind that sound. It has no value. Your TRUE value is just beyond those stems.'

"My value? Gilbert?"

'Yes. All of this could be yours to share with him. You two could go on living your old lives just the way they were in your own world. Everything would be to your liking. You would hold complete dominion over everyone and everything. You and your lover could be kings. You could imprison and execute his brother for all his ill treatment you. You could have his friend to fuck whenever you want and still have Gilbert's love and respect. Everything can be just the way you want it. Just the way you remember it.'

"It would be nice to have everything…to rule over my own world and control everyone…"

'It can all be yours…and I will give it to you. I have nothing to gain by having you suffer through this afterlife. After all, you and I are a lot alike.' Ivan had missed that last part but he did have an answer for him.

"As alluring as your offer is…I'm afraid I just can't accept it." Q placed his clawed armor hands on Ivan's shoulders, silently asking 'why not'? "I want to have extreme control over many people but if they are all fake in a make-believe world…then I am not really ruling, am I? I want to control REAL people in a REAL life setting. Not a heavenly one. I left my home because life was too easy. And you will keep your distance from me." Ivan spun around and wiping out a dagger from his belt he stabbed Q in the belly. The blade went straight through the bone armor and Q shattered into a thousand pieces. The warm scene melted away and Ivan found himself back inside the cave.

"YOU ASSHOLE!" Ivan was greeted with a punch to his jaw from Gilbert. "YOU GAVE RIGHT IN TO HIM! WELCOME BACK, JACKASS!" Ivan just held a hand to his cheek.

"But…I stabbed him. I stabbed him and broke the trance." They both turned back to the spot where Q still stood, twirling his pendulum.

'Interesting. I did not think you could break my spell so easily. I was truly honest in all that I said and showed you. Do you really wish to leave your lover all alone in the dark? He yearns for you. He pines for you.'

"You lie. My Gilbert is stronger than you give him credit for. Let me speak to him and you will see for yourself."

'You are in no position to bargain with me.'

"Eat shit and die, fucker!" Gilbert spat out at him but Ivan put a hand up to stop his lover from shouting anything more.

"I want to hear the words from his own mouth. Let me speak to my Gilbert." Q remained silent for a moment then spoke.

'Very well.' Q dropped the pendulum to the cave floor. He reached his hand into the mouth of his helmet and an echoing wind was heard as he slowly pulled out the full body soul of Gilbert. Q cradled the soul against his chest but Gilbert's ghost was limp in his arms. 'He can't live for long outside of my body. I am giving his soul the life force to even exist here at all.' Q chuckled.

"P-PUT HIM BACK IN!" Ivan shouted, unsure of why he said that but he couldn't take the chance of something happening to Gilbert's soul. They still did not understand anything about who or what exactly Q was, or the type of power he held. Q obeyed and swallowed Gilbert's spirit once again.

'I have grown quite attached to him. After all, he has been inside me for quite a while.'

"Cut the bullshit! Just tell us what you want!" Gilbert hissed.

'I want Ivan, of course. Just as I have said before, he's escaped death and I am here to retrieve him. I can reunite him with his lost love but he insists on being so stubborn!' Q answered with a whine.

"Are you going to do something or what? Because I'm getting fucking tired of standing around while you babble on, bone boy!"

'Bone boy? That's a new one for me!' Q chuckled. 'I do not wish to fight you. I don't want all of my fun to end so quickly. I want to continue to watch you on this journey. I hope that you find the last item you need to save your lover's soul just so I can crush all of your hopes. I love misery.'

"You will find yourself eating those words once I get through with you." Ivan said dangerously, his eyes wide with fury and his brows furrowed.

'I look forward to it. A couple of things I wish to say first before I take my leave. The first, dear Ivan, is a little trick to properly stabbing someone. Do not stick your blade in straight through the belly. A belly wound such as that will not always be fatal right away. Instead, take that blade and point the tip upwards, just below the start of the ribcage. Strike hard and up, slicing through the internal organs. You will find your enemy screaming in agony and dying a few seconds later. Always run your blade in and out a few times for good measure.' Ivan sneered at him. 'And the second is another little nugget of joy for you. When facing the Coral Centipede, strike the underbelly closest to the center. After you have done that, quickly stab it through the head. Be wary of the poison and acid it spews forth.'

"Why are you helping us and how can we even begin to trust you?" Gilbert asked through his teeth, growing annoyed with Q's mixed personality.

'Because, I don't want all of this to end so soon. It means nothing to me if you win or lose. I'm just here for Ivan's soul and for the fun! Goodbye for now. We will meet again real soon. And Ivan, please think about what I said. You make me sad if you continue to deny me.'

"I will see every bone of that armor broken and burned before you."

'Hmm…that is something I would say.'

"Get back here you coward! Stop running away from us!" Gilbert shouted. "Face us like a man! Or whatever the hell you are!" Q looked back at them.

'You wish for me to stay that badly? Do you want me to fuck you again?' Gilbert's eyes widened and so did Ivan's. Ivan looked at Gilbert in utter amazement and shock.

"G-Gilbert? What does he mean?"

"I…I…I um…I…" Gilbert was at a loss for words and Q chuckled.

'I'm always open for THAT.' With a final laugh, Q snapped his fingers and the two men found themselves at the mouth of the cave with the horses and mule. Q was nowhere to be seen.

"I hate that thing…whatever he is." Gilbert growled.

"But what did he mean, Gilbert? What's happened between you two?" Gilbert gulped and scratched the back of his head.

"Let us ride from here for a bit and set up camp…then I will tell you but not a moment before. I don't even fully understand it myself."

Arthur slammed his head down on the desk before him, burying his face into the center of his journal. He let the quill fall limp from his hand from mental exhaustion. He had just finished his consultation with the ancient astrologer who confirmed his suspicions. The Soul Chaser was indeed Ivan's parallel self but it was all still so strange to him. Whenever a deity such as that 'Soul Chaser' is born another is born with it, like a twin. This is done in case one of them is to perish from the universe and the other will take over. Ivan is that other. But it still didn't make any sense to him. He would have to sit down and talk with this Soul Chaser to know more. Right now they only had a hypothesis on that matter.

As for the missing constellation, that was no coincidence. The constellation of Demose was missing and they only had an ancient legend to go by. Where was Demose and what purpose did he serve? Was he here to help sew up the tear in the sky or was he present for something more than that? Demose did not have a body in this world to use as a host so where was he? And if he did have a host in mind then who was it?

He lifted his head from the journal and used his magic to bring another book over to him of ancient demons and creatures. Arthur used his eyes to turn the pages rather than his hands, searching for the printed word 'Demose' or 'Soul Chaser'. The name 'Demose' caught his eye and he froze the page, reading it urgently. He hissed through his teeth as he was finding the text useless for the information that he needed. However, the last paragraph in the book struck something inside of him that made his lips curl into a grin.

" 'Inside the body and mind of all demons lie the answers to the races' past.' " Arthur closed the book. "Oh Alfred?" He called to his lover. Alfred turned to look at him with half a fish in his mouth. He slurped the rest of it and swallowed hard.

"What is it, Arthur?" Alfred went over to him and wrapped his arms around Arthur's neck. "Are you lonely? Do you need some loving?"

"I do…I've been so overworked lately." Arthur smirked at him and Alfred's tail wagged.

"Throw me on the bed and fuck me now! Or do you want me fucking you? Name it and I'll do it!" Arthur just smiled at him and turned his chair around to fully face him.

"Come here." He beckoned Alfred with his finger and the demon obeyed willingly. "Rest your head in my lap." Alfred purred and did so.

"You want me to suck you off then?"

"Something like that. But you won't be doing the sucking." Alfred looked up at him in confusion and blinked. Arthur's hands gripped the sides of his face and squeezed tightly. Alfred let out a cry of discomfort as Arthur used his abilities to seep into Alfred's mind.

"A-ARTHUR! YOU'RE HURTING ME! AHH!" Alfred tried to pull away but Arthur held him close.

"I actually NEED your head for once! Now hold still!" Arthur searched through Alfred's mind, passing thousands of thoughts on food and fun. It shouldn't be too difficult to find what he was looking for in Alfred's head. It would be in the furthest part of his mind if all demons were born with this little piece of information. 'Come on, Alfred…where are your useful memories?' Finally, he came upon a memory that showed the age-old battle with Demose leading his side. But the demon never stayed as the same person. Once the body he was in fell, a white orb of light would fly into another and continue on. Arthur pulled his hands away and Alfred collapsed to the floor.

"Ow…fuck! My head! What was that all about?" Alfred growled and hissed at him.

"Don't bare your fangs at me. I needed your head for something very important." Arthur got up and started packing his satchel. "We need to get back to the castle. You're flying me."

"Right now? But I have a massive headache!"

"Too bad! We need to let Ludwig know about Demose right away!"

"That's what you found in my head?"

"Yes. Demose never had a body. He's just a spirit or something else like that. I don't know where he is in this world…but I'm starting to get a rough idea of where he is THINKING of going. Or rather, to WHO."

"What stuff are you going on about now?" Arthur paid him no mind and used his staff to usher Alfred up so he could climb onto his back. "OW! HEY! I'M NOT A FUCKING HORSE!"

"Shut up and fly. I own you so you have to do as I say! Now fly!"

"You're not exactly light, you know!"

Alfred grunted as it took a few flaps to gain his momentum with the added weight. He flew out from the star gazing hole in the ceiling and spiraled into the air. Once he was flying straight he could soar a lot faster and with ease. Arthur held on to his shoulders as they flew back to the castle.

"Tell me what happened between you and him." Ivan asked flatly while biting down his dried meat. They had set up camp for the night and were sitting around the fire. Gilbert drank down some of the melted snow.

"He came into my dreams the first night we camped." Gilbert wouldn't meet his gaze. "And…I wasn't able to do much to stop him…he had complete control. I wasn't fucked in real life but in my dream…he had his way with me." Ivan stared at him flatly.

"And?"

"Well, the good news was, that he didn't get to finish because I was able to do something. My fingers burned into his armor and he jumped away from me. He didn't tell me anything you don't already know. He did tell me he was after you and how he has the other Gilbert's soul." Ivan looked down at the few embers that rolled onto the snow.

"And you did not say anything to me?"

"How could I? I had no fucking clue who he was or what he wanted! I could have just been whacked out too! Dreams are crazy sometimes! I said to myself I would tell you if it happened again." He looked at Ivan sadly. "You were already troubled that night…thinking about the other Gilbert. I didn't want to add to that."

"Hm…I understand. He's fucking with both of us and he still has my Gilbert." They fell silent for a moment. "You know what he offered me? He offered me my old life back in a different time and place. A whole different world that would be just for me and the other Gilbert. But I turned it down. I didn't want to live in a fake world even if it is with my other Gilbert."

"He's probably lying to you, Ivan."

"See, now that's what is bothering me as well. I really don't think he is lying. He means to give me all that." Gilbert raised an eyebrow.

"And…how do you figure that?"

"There is something…familiar about him. Something in his words and the way he acts is…very familiar. I seem to know it enough to trust him."

"I think he just played with your head. Remember, even Arthur told us not to trust him."

"I still think he's telling the truth. But I want to stay with you, Gilbert. I want to remain here and save Gilbert's soul so I can have both of you." He looked at Gilbert softly. "Is that selfish of me?" Gilbert snickered.

"A little bit, but you're forgiven." Gilbert looked up at the sky. "Do you think Q is watching us now?"

"Maybe. But he won't do anything…not yet anyway. Right now we just focus on continuing our journey." Gilbert looked at him and stood up, moving around the fire to straddle the other's lap. Ivan looked at him but said nothing.

"Want to forget about everything for a little bit?" He kissed him softly but pulled away when Ivan didn't respond.

"I'm not really in the mood right now, Gilbie. I rather just go to sleep." Gilbert frowned.

"Thinking about your other Gilbert?" Ivan didn't respond but Gilbert could tell by his eyes. "It's fine." He removed himself from Ivan's lap. "Seeing his spirit like that would upset anyone. Especially you. If my brother saw it I am sure he would be just as distraught…even if it really wasn't me. Just the image would hurt him."

"Thank you for being so understanding with this and not jealous."

"I can't really be jealous of myself, can I?" Ivan gave a little smile.

"You know how much I care for you, Gilbert. You are offering to do a lot for me and I truly appreciate it."

"Yeah well…it's my choice to and- AH!" Gilbert fell to his knees and gripped his head, feeling a tremendous amount of pain shoot through every nerve. It felt as if his head was going to explode.

"GILBERT!" Ivan moved to be by his side and placed his hands on Gilbert's shoulders. He could feel the man trembling and shaking under him. "WHAT'S WRONG?"

"MY HEAD! MY FUCKING HEAD FEELS LIKE IT'S GOING TO EXPLODE! MAKE IT STOP! STOP IT!'

Ivan didn't know how he could help his lover or what he could even do for him. He bit his lip and stroked the other's back, trying to at least keep him calm. But when his hands brushed over two lumps on Gilbert's back he froze. Did Gilbert know these were here? And if so, did he know what they were? Ivan looked back at him and noticed something even more odd. There were bumps coming out of Gilbert's head, pushing between his fingers. Ivan's eyes widened a bit as a realization hit him only he hoped it wasn't true.

"Gilbert…?"

"Make it stop…please…just kill me! Everything hurts!"

"Something is happening to your body! These bumps on your back and head…I think they may be-"

"Nonsense!" Ludwig shouted from his throne. Arthur and Alfred stood before him and Feliciano next to him. "Why would this Demose use Gilbert's body as a host? Out of all the people who live in this world, why my brother? Just because he is born with strange features he is demonized?"

"It may very well be what we say, your highness." Arthur said. "The sooner I talk to Gilbert the more we will know. IT has been said since Gilbert's birth that there was something magical about him. This may be it. He may be able to channel the spirit of Demose. And if that is the case then he has a greater advantage against the Soul Chaser." Ludwig grit his teeth and his blue eyes darted to Alfred.

"Demon, what's your view on this? You have told me in the past that you could not smell or sense anything within my brother."

"I couldn't, your majesty. That doesn't mean it's not there!"

"And even so, Demose won't remain inside your brother. Only until all of this is fixed. The world is closely coming to an end unless something is done." Feliciano moved closer to Ludwig, trembling.

"Then…what can be done?"

"As things stand now…all I can do is retrieve the other Gilbert's soul from the beast. During this exorcism I believe we can attack him. He will be weak and vulnerable. With the Soul Chaser dead and his body in my possession, I may be able to borrow his power to close up that tear in the sky."

"But what if it doesn't work?" Ludwig asked.

"Then…" Arthur sighed. "I don't know. It may be the end of all we know. This Soul Chaser has the power and ability to travel through all the worlds. If we obtain him then maybe we can save everyone. If Gilbert transforms into a demon he will be a great help to us." Ludwig growled but stopped when Alfred intervened.

"Wait!" Alfred turned to Arthur. "Arthur…we already know that the Soul Chaser and Ivan are the same person. If…if Ivan were to take over the other's place when we destroy him, could Ivan close up the tear? Would he gain the same power?" Arthur gave Alfred a death glare and Ludwig stood up from his throne.

"Stop right there! What do you mean about 'Ivan'? What is this you speak of? That Soul Chaser is IVAN?"

"I…I am certain of it, sire." Arthur said with a bow of apology. "They are one in the same. I'm not certain how Ivan ended up in the time period that he did. He may have had many lives before the one he knows and we know. Or…he was just tossed into the abyss to land somewhere. But I know they are one in the same. They are almost like twins. I am certain that the Soul Chaser already knows this. That is why he is after Ivan. As for Demose…he most likely sought out Gilbert because he is closest to Ivan." Ludwig was silent as he looked at Arthur, his features straight and unfeeling.

"What…can be done? What can I do to help them? I want to help my brother."

"Right now, your highness, I think you should start building up your army. The tear has only grown wider and I fear more monsters will start appearing. Your job is to protect your people and your kingdom."

"I just want to know if Gilbert is alright."

"I will find that out for you. Please, take time to think about what I said and I will get in touch with Ivan and Gilbert. I must be excused."

"Granted. You are dismissed. Both of you." Ludwig waited for the two men to leave before he leaned his face into Feliciano's chest. Feliciano stroked the blonde hair and held his head close. He knew better than to say anything so the two remained there in each other's company.

"Ivan…what just happened?" Gilbert whispered once the pain faded away. He could feel the bumps on his head just like the ones on his back. Even his lower back was starting to develop a dull ache.

"I don't know…but…I think it is fair to say that your demon form is coming to a head…" Gilbert turned wide, frightened eyes to him.

"No…no it can't be! I'm not a demon! I'm not!" Ivan pulled him close.

"Just…just calm down. We'll ask Arthur the moment he gets in touch with us! I won't care if you are demon or a human, you know that."

"But I don't want to be!" He buried his head in Ivan's chest and held onto him. "This can't be happening…this can't be true…"

Gilbert felt himself fall limp with mental exhaustion in Ivan's hold. All these years he had to live with people telling him he was demon. He wasn't allowed to have sex in fear of the lust and seductive nature of the act would awaken the demon form. Demons were full of lust and Alfred was a pure example of that. When Alfred walked into a room heads would turn and pants would tighten, whether he wanted them to or not. Gilbert got enough stares on a regular basis and groped often without the aid of demonic seduction. And what about Q? Would he be attracted to him as well? That thought made the bile rise in his throat. What would his brother think? Ludwig would be heartbroken to know what his brother had turned in to.

'Hello? Hello, Ivan? Gilbert? Anyone?' Arthur's voice broke between them.

"ARTHUR!" Gilbert shoved Ivan away and took out the figurine. "Arthur, help me! You have to help me!"

'Are you turning into a demon?'

"Yes…how did you know?" Arthur quickly summed up the story of Demose and how he was residing in Gilbert's body.

'He will not stay in you forever, Gilbert. Only until this disturbance in the universe is cleared up.' Gilbert gulped.

"But I don't want to be."

'I know you don't but as of right now you don't have a choice. Gaining the powers of an ancient demon will really help you both on your journey. Where are you now?'

"We just collected the diamond." Ivan answered. "Our last stop is the Coral Centipede."

'Take great care in that battle.' Arthur warned them. 'Gilbert, your brother is very concerned for you but he's not angry. He just wants you home safe.' Gilbert felt tears sting his eyes but he didn't let them fall.

"What about Q?" Ivan asked.

'Who?'

"That's what we call the Soul Chaser. What do you know about him?"

'I'm running...out of power to talk!' Arthur lied, not wanting to explain to them about how Ivan and Q were the same person. 'Just keep…going…fo-rward! Don't stop! Go an-' The connection cut off and Gilbert screamed in frustration.

"FUCK!"

"Gilbert, contain yourself!" Ivan hissed. "I don't need you going crazy on me! We have to stay focused!"

"But I have an old demon in me that-"

"I don't care! That's not important right now! You heard Arthur, the demon power will help us! So you'll be horny more often! Big deal, I'll just fuck you when you need it. Arthur wouldn't lie to us you know that. Please Gilbert…"

"How can I be calm when I'm turning into an 'Alfred'? Do you know how sick and twisted that is?"

"We will deal with it." Ivan said. "I promise you. The Gilbert I know would look at this new transformation as a challenge and do all that he can with it. I bet you could easily attack Q better than I ever could as a demon. You won't be a demon for long. These Demose is a good guy who is helping us. You should feel honored at least?" Gilbert looked away from him and felt the bumps on his head.

"You're right, Ivan!" Gilbert grinned. "I'll be the best and most awesome fucking demon the world has ever seen! I'll rip Q a new one and claw Alfred's eyes out if he dares to fuck you again!" Ivan laughed loudly and took both of Gilbert's hands in his own.

"I bet you would make one hell of a sexy demon! Almost an incubus! Shaq and Kobe continue on with now doubts in our hearts, yes?"

"RIGHT!" Gilbert stood up in the snow and put his hands on his hips proudly. "LISTEN UP WORLD! GET READY TO WITNESS THE AWESOMENESS THAT IS DEMON PRINCE GILBERT!"

'Demon Prince Gilbert? Hm, interesting. That must be what his strange power was that night in his dream. That foolish thing Demose is back again. Well, no matter. He is of little issue. This only makes things more enjoyable for me! But that sorcerer…hm…something needs to be done about him.' Q stood up on the branch and rubbed his belly. 'Let's take a little trip back to the castle and just see what this sorcerer is all about.'

'Leave Arthur alone…'

'He is not the same Arthur that you know. Silence, little lamb.'

It only took Q a few seconds to rapidly travel the sky to the castle, landing on the tower look out bridge. He was invisible to everyone and walked past all the guards and into the castle. Q chuckled to himself as he followed the strong sense of magic that hung in the castle air. A devilish idea came over him when he passed by the king's royal chambers. The doorway was decorated with lavish wood carved designs and symbols or royalty. This was King Ludwig, Gilbert's younger brother who ruled the kingdom in this world.

Q walked through the door and entered the room without being sensed. He looked around, seeing someone asleep on the bed and another sitting in a chair facing the fireplace. Q first went to the young man on the bed and looked down at him. His eyes flashed purple for a second and he knew immediately who this man was. The king's lover and future queen.

'What a sweet, kind-hearted innocent little thing you are. To fall in love with your rapist who assaulted and humiliated you is truly something to be recognized.' Q then turned to the man in the chair who was the king. He smirked as he did a quick reading of Ludwig's mind. 'How delightful. These two are lovers and very strong ones at that but the king is very stubborn and the little one too shy. But oh, how the king adores him.'

Q tapped his armored cheek and decided to carry out with his little plan. He needed to keep that sorcerer from interfering any more with Ivan's journey that was HIS to command. But if something were to happen to the lover of the king then he would make sure that the sorcerer focused his time and magic on healing his lover. He decided to have the boy become ill with no remedy other than the cure only he himself can give. He wouldn't let the boy die but with the timid little fawn sick and near death the king would have to force the sorcerer to focus his magic elsewhere. Q never cared for magic. He always found it troublesome and unpredictable. If he could eliminate it from his entertainment then he will. He reached his hand down to touch Feliciano's forehead.

'Your fever will never break. Your belly will have constant vomiting. Your speech will be limited. Your mind will go in and out of conscience. Your blood will run cold and your skin will turn pale.'

'Stop it! Stop hurting him! Feliciano has done NOTHING to you!' Gilbert's spirit cried.

'This will turn out for the best though, you will see. I will not let the innocent little boy die. He is not who I am here for.'

'You're a monster.'

'Say what you will.' Q leaned down and whispered into Feliciano's ear now that his spell was cast. 'You will wake up soon in a deep sweat.' He moved away from Feliciano and walked over to the chair were Ludwig sat. Q leaned over the back of the chair to whisper to him as well. 'You will drink more to numb the pain of your lover's incurable illness. Your drunken lust for him will only deepen his illness and fear of you. You will find it hard to control your urges to take him. The helplessness you will experience from here on out will drive you mad. It will send your big brother flying to the rescue to save his beloved little brother. And then, I will have what I have come for.' He backed away from the chair and surveyed the room one more time. 'This will slow that sorcerer down. My fun just keeps growing and growing!'

End Part 2 Chapter 5 TBC
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