Ike x Marth - Kidnapped part 2

Warning: This is a yaoi

I lay there, hand's tied to the bed frame above my head, whimpering. But you couldn't hear it because of the scarf in my mouth. My ankles, though not tied to the other end of the bed frame, where tide together.

Where is Ike? I have been gone for a full 24 hours, he should have been hear by now. He knows I very rarely leave bed before he wakes up and if I had to I would always leave a note. So he should have realized something was wrong hours ago. And I am certain at least 5 villagers saw me leave with those men and everyone knows that if something strange is going on with me, Ike is the first to know. Further more I am not even that far from the castle! The little cottage these bandits have brought me to is at the edge of the field just outside the village walls. Heck when its light out I can see the castle through the window!

I'm worried, for his safety and mine.

I look over at the man sitting on the chair about 6 feet from the bed. His eyes closed and his head hung down as if asleep. That was the same man that held the dagger to my beloveds neck. Curse him.

Though he hasn't done or said anything since I was brought here I still hate him for even threatening to harm my Ike.

Now that I think about it, aside from a couple glasses of water brought to him, he has been sitting there, practicality motionless.

Then someone entered the room braking my train of thought. It was the blond man who I'm guessing is the leader of the group.

"Why hello prince. Are you enjoying your stay?" He asks as he walks up beside the bed. I notes he is holding a dagger. Is he gonna kill me!?

But that fear left my mind when he put the knife down on the bed side table.

Then slowly the man crawled on top of me, his legs on ether side of my hips.

"Mmm. You look so sexy all tide up. You wont mind if I play around a little do you?" He whispers in my ear.

Yes I do mind! No one but Ike has the right to touch me.

I look over at the man on the chair who peeks over at us then closes his eye's again. Is he gonna just let him do this to me?

Suddenly there was a loud noise from outside causing the blond man to stop, thankfully. He quickly got off of me and left the room to see what the commotion was about.

Thank goodness.

But now I was curious about what was happening outside. I turn to the door as I hear people standing. What's going on?



I glare at the group of men as they all stand. My anger already way past uncontrollable.

"Where is he?" I ask in a low voice.

"Who?" One man answered stupidly, as if I didn't know.

I swiftly smack him in the back of the neck with the hilt of my sword causing him to fall to the ground. Dead or just unconscious I don't care.

I decide to repeat my question louder this time.

"Where, is, he?!"
  


That voice! My heart races as tears trickle down my face.

I'd now that voice anywhere. Ike!

I wanted to scream 'I'm hear' but the scarf prevented me from doing so.

Hes finally here.



My anger grows as no one speaks.

I can see them grow nervous as they realize who I am and why I'm here.

Since no one was speaking I decided to take things into my own hands and start walking to the only door I see. But as I approach it a man steps in front of me.

Bad idea.

I pick the man up by the collar and toss him through the door.



Suddenly the door swung open and a man came flying across the room slamming into the wall scaring me to death.

Another man came into the room but this one made my heart sing. Ike, I new he would come.

He seemed extremely mad, which was expected, but when he turned and saw me his expression softened.

I can't help but cry harder.



When I saw Marth on the bed some of the anger faded away.

But new anger grew as I noticed the ropes on his wrists and ankles and gagged with a scarf.

Then out of no where there was a red haired man holding a knife to Marth's throat. I froze.

I didn't even see the man when I came in.

"Put the sword down." He ordered.

I look at Marth's panicked face then back at the man.

I can't risk Marth getting injured so I carefully placed my weapon on the ground and take a step back from it.



I watch as Ike takes a step back, holding his hands above his head.

Then I noticed a man holding a frying pan approach Ike from behind.

I tried to warn him but it was to late. He fell to the ground with a loud thud as I hear the men cackle.

IKE, NO!